For over a decade, I trekked to Las Vegas for the InterBike trade show. As my reason for being there was to interact with the bike industry, I only needed a room with a bed, […]
This originally appeared in 1994, after riding the Iditasport in February, 1993. I’m posting it now to honor the event, set to take place this weekend, but was cancelled due to the pandemic. It’s expected […]
I have mixed feelings about goals. They’re necessary, but can’t be fixated upon. Martin Buber would probably have said that a goal is like mistaking the finger pointing to God as God. Goals, while seemingly […]
