Bike Fest Day 3
Saturday morning I woke with just a hint of the discomfort I was feeling in my neck/shoulder the day before. Carah’s magic had worked and I was looking forward to getting back on the bike. “And just what bike might …
Saturday morning I woke with just a hint of the discomfort I was feeling in my neck/shoulder the day before. Carah’s magic had worked and I was looking forward to getting back on the bike. “And just what bike might …
After all the usual hubbub and confusion, the Chihuahuan Desert Bike Fest began in earnest Thursday morning as a couple hundred cyclists rolled out for hours of mountain-biking goodness. There were various rides of varying lengths but everyone had a …
The banners are up and the t-shirts have arrived[most of them anyhow]. There’s a steady caravan of vehicles laden with bicycles streaming into the Big Bend. The camp-site is filling with tents, trailers and all sorts of RV’s. Cyclists, dogs, …
By ten o’clock Wednesday morning the sun had warmed the desert air and brought all to life. The fierce winds of the night before continued to howl from the north-west. Bags packed, bellies full and spirits high, it was around …
With the fierce winds that have gripped the Big Bend the past few days finally started to abate, I’ll be heading out around 10am this morning for a two-day/one-night bike-packing trip into the Big Bend Ranch State Park. Reilly and …