Gone Fishin'


I'm not actively blogging here anymore. But if you got here because you were searching for something about bikes, you might want to check out my latest project, Vermont Goldsprints. In summer of 2014, I bought a used goldsprints racing setup and have made it a mission to get more bikes in more people's faces by putting on fun races in unexpected places. Come join me!


Two more ski days, two more to go

I realize this is rapidly becoming the ski picture-and-cat blog, but I take pictures of Ishmael because he does something new and totally adorable just about every day, and I take pictures at the Snowbowl because I usually remember to bring my camera. Besides, pictures of my daily commute into downtown Missoula, my cubicle, and the break room at REI wouldn't be all that exciting.

I took this last weekend. The weekend before, Kate came up and skied and we both had a total blast. There was about 4" of fresh snow on top of recently-groomed corduroy, and we just went nonstop all day. This most recent weekend, there were still a few inches of fresh snow in the trees up high, and no real signs of spring. Next weekend is the second-to-last weekend of the season, and the Snowbowl's USFS permit runs out on April 9. Then, it's back to only six days a week working and some time to bike, hike, and do other spring stuff. Posted by Picasa


It starts out innocently enough. Ishmael usually arrives at the foot of the bed around 11:00 or so and falls asleep. By morning, though, he has made every attempt to burrow into the sheets and in between Kate and I. He usually succeeds. I caught him like this one morning on my way out to work. Posted by Picasa


Ski Day

Today was the last day of my three-week program of lessons. I taught one child this morning and had the afternoon off, so I got a few free runs in and was home by two. Posted by Picasa

I had a great run down into the West Bowl again today. Snow was variable, but nice. My calves were on fire, probably a result of being back on my bike for the first time since last summer yesterday. Posted by Picasa

This was just a really pretty chute out in the bowls. I wish I could say I skied this line, but i didn't see it until I was already below it. Posted by Picasa


Requiem for a Camera

As the Lomo really got to the end of its short life, it stopped advancing film very well and started double exposing. Those who know anything about the whole Lomo/Holga thing probably realize that this would be a prized quality. It would be, except that these are the last frames I ever got out of the camera and to get these I had to pry the thing open in a dark room and re-spool the film myself. still, taking regular photos with any of the Lomo cameras pretty much = instant cool. Lots of photos, cameras and such available here. Posted by Picasa


More Cat Photos

There has been a request for more cat pictures, so I shot a few of ishmael tonight to post. All of these were taken in about a three minute session, so as you can see he is still very active and kittenish. Posted by Picasa

Taking in the latest sale catalog from Nashbar. Posted by Picasa

Kate and Ishmael. Posted by Picasa

Ishmael, lounging on the couch. Posted by Picasa


Skimboarding at Nauset beach, five miles from the little cabin. Photo taken with a Lomo Supersampler. The camera only lasted about four rolls of film. Posted by Picasa


Slanty Shanty

I'm not sure many of you beyond Cindy Brisson and Dave Huffman ever got to see my little shack on the Cape. This place was good. I'm pretty sure I could have kicked it over and the one winter I spent there I had to use my sleeping bag on top of my comforter and wear a hat to bed. Pictured against the wall are my skimboards and dump bike, which used to be a three speed but was shot to the point of being a one speed. I rescued it from an illegal dump site in Barnstable.

I have since stripped it and installed new wheels, cog, chain, crank, seatpost, saddle.... everything except the frame, headset, stem and bars, actually. She's a fixed gear now and she still rides like a champ. The Cape Cod Rail Trail was right out my back door and it was only five miles to Nauset Beach from this little cabin. I'll try and find a current bike photo at some point but feel free to check out lots of other pretty ones at the fixed gear gallery until then. I'll get around to submitting mine there at some point.

If there's one thing I miss being out here in Missoula, it's that there isn't much quaintness. Everything was done big, right from the start it seems. I'm sure as I poke around a little more that attitude will change. Still, I haven't seen any houses as small as this out here. Posted by Picasa