Enough about taxes, let’s talk about death. Star Trek claimed that “Space was the final frontier”. I think there may be one that’s a little more final. It seems of late, a lot of friends and people I know have been dying. Makes me think.
Gary Myers. Master Mountain Bike racer extraordinaire. He was a former professional Motorcycle racer and motorsports entrepreneur. He died of “a worn out heart” the doctors of Mayo said. The dude was cooler than Steve McQueen. Read more
When I say Castle Rock, Colorado…what comes to mind?
Awesome backcountry adventure? A gritty and popular brew pub vibe from “the other side of the tracks”. Perhaps that shining monument to Law and Order—The Douglas County Jail complex? Or, if you are like me, Castle Rock reminds you of New York City right? Well, in an epic Dirt Journal mix tape they all collided last week.
If Castle Rock reminds you of none of the above, except perhaps the Justice Center (that’s a separate story on to itself) I’ll show you how this overgrown Highlands Ranch is actually a trippy Narnia. You just need to put on the magic rose colored hippie glasses to see it. Read more
Bike Review: The Guerrilla Gravity Smash and Best Day of the Year–Adventures and Gear, Colorado StyleSubmitted by Bill Plock on November 23rd, 2020
Guerrilla Gravity was established in 2011 making welded aluminum travel-heavy bikes at 2031 Bryant Street, right by Mile High Stadium or whatever it’s called this year. It was a curious design when compared with the white-hot carbon fiber beauties these folks are cranking out today. The organic transition from a weld and build shop to one that builds and manufactures their own carbon fiber. A rarity in the cycling world.
Guerrilla Gravity’s mission statement is simple “Make mountain biking more awesome”. From what I experienced after 4 days on their top selling “Smash” they have executed mission critical goals. Read more
It was just another night for “The 24th Street Gang”. We were eight to ten boys with a two-year-age separation, living on the same block in “River City” a.k.a La Crosse, Wisconsin. The gang name was coined by one of neighborhood parents. And it stuck.
I should not say it was just another night. It was special for two reasons. First, my parents were in Chicago for the big Sports Retailer show. My father owned Quinn’s University Sports Shop located on main street for 43 years. It would still be going today, if I had not hauled ass out west, out of good old cheeseland, the day after I graduated from college. Read more
“Money don’t talk. It swears” -Bob Dylan. Dateline. Sometime in August. Telluride, CO If you buy-in to that classic Dylan quote. They are swearing like a Sailor in the port in Telluride. In the past 25 years I’ve seen thatRead More
Dateline: Sometime in July Poncha Springs. Monday AM. I slept in my truck last night—we’ll get to that. I checked my phone, dangerously low at 10%. It’s Bob from High Valley Center Bike shuttle. He asks, “since I was the only 8 AM can I sit tight till 10 AM and join a few other Monday Monarch Crest shuttlers?
“All good” my economical response. I peer out the back of my Tacoma. Yep. The parking lot at High Valley Bike Shuttle, just like I left it last night around 10PM when I faded into a spectacular slumber after a spectacular day. Read more
If you wrote down that in 1776 two Franciscan Priests and 10 other men of various occupations described as “soldier” or “horse tender” left Santa Fe New Mexico and headed west to Monterey, CA establishing an overland route to the California Mission system–you win too! This was not a military mission. They were on a mission from God, long before Jake a Elwood used that punch line. But some thought they had embarked on mission impossible, long before Peter Graves.
Dominguez-Escalante (Dominguez being the other priest) decided they would depart north, head to what is present day Pueblo then follow the river to Durango. They then explored north towards Grand Junction, explored the Canyonlands and ended up in The Great Salt Lake Basin. Just like your family roadtrip last year! To put this journey in perspective they knew less about what they were getting into than Lewis and Clark or for that matter the first astronauts in space. Read more
Ready. Steady. Go? Endurance Hub Snowmass Looking at Summer as it Transitions From Shortened Ski SeasonSubmitted by Bill Plock on May 26th, 2020
Colorado’s resorts are busy planning for the new reality. Rob transitions from his last day on skis to thinking about biking at one of his favorite places and shares how Snowmass (and probably most resorts) is seeing their summer right now, as always Rob sets a colorful stage…enjoy Read more
Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late, The cannons don’t thunder, there’s nothing to plunder, I’m an over-forty victim of fate…Jimmy Buffet
I heard those lyrics in 1975. At 15 I figured anybody still trying to compare themselves to a pirate was already dead. Most 40 year old’s I knew in La Crosse, Wisconsin were well on their way to middle age. Most shelving their athletics after High School glory days, save for 10 years of competitive softball, then a catastrophic injury. Except this one dude. His name was Jim Asfoor and his family was from Syria. He was U.S Navy veteran and their family owned the junk yard and they were rich!
ditors note: Rob has been a great contributor to 303 Endurance for years in many different ways. Today, May 6th is his 60th birthday and if you haven’t read his past articles, now is a good time. This is a fun look at the perspective with which he enthusiastically shares his view of the world, particularly while riding his bike! Go Rob, Happy Birthday and thank you! Read more
Well in San Diego I decided you needed a little more than Sex and Drugs and Rock and Roll. You needed plenty of exercise and sunshine. You needed to make good money because everything that’s fun costs money in Southern California. You needed to get in that ocean every day because the beach rules. You needed a bike. Because these were the zenith days of cycling Read more