Long grasses and wizened oak trees, atop manicured knolls so idyllic I’ll forgive them for their ferociously steep inclines. It could be Middle Earth – I can easily picture hobbit holes burrowed into its perfect hillocks. Or Devon without the …[ Read More → ]
It’s hard to imagine a more beautiful, alluring metropolis than San Francisco and the surrounding Bay Area, particularly when the sun is shining in all its glory, and a new season is being ushered in. After 10 days of dirt …[ Read More → ]
Recently, I acquired an old Specialized Stumpjumper through the classified pages of Craiglist. As the first production mountain bike in the world, the venerable Stumpy is the stuff of legends, and a bike I’ve long coveted. Although 20 years of …[ Read More → ]
This Sunday I’ll be arriving in the Bay Area – after a 26 hour train medley from New Mexico – for a 12 day bike tour.
My plans aren’t completely formed as yet, except that I’d like to ride amongst …[ Read More → ]
Over these last few years, cycling and camping have become complimentary components of a life rhythm that resonates strongly for me. I find the process of pitching camp and retreating to my sleeping bag the most harmonious, satisfying closure to …[ Read More → ]
For the last few months, New Mexico has become my surrogate home. I still miss the ebb and flow of the open road, and my curiosity remains unsatiated for Latin America. But I’m enjoying my time here in Santa Fe, …[ Read More → ]
‘I thought of that while riding on my bike.’ Albert Einstein, on the theory of relativity.
Welcome to the ‘new look’ While Out Riding.
WOR began life as a blog, charting a bike journey south from Prudoe Bay, Alaska, through
A while back, I posted a brief report on an Arizonan adventure I shared with James. Here’s the full version on our ride from Flagstaff to Phoenix, knitting together segments of the AZT, the Coconino Loop, and the Black Canyon …[ Read More → ]
It’s been a while since I’ve swung a leg over the Ogre; I’ve been too distracted by the fatty delights of the Krampus. So when Jeremy suggested an afternoon of dirt road and gravel grinding out to Diablo …[ Read More → ]