Moab, I can’t stop thinking about you.

woman climbing a rock

Sometimes a place captures your soul. Our family finds happiness anywhere we are together but some places stand out as extraordinary. Our week in Moab keeps floating back to the top of my mind. We lived for free on BLM land. Luckily with our generator, we could charge our batteries for an hour or so […]

The Dirt Jump – Learning to jump mountain bikes again…

7:30 Breakfast It was 7:25am on the green stove clock and I was about to pull the orange rolls out of the oven. As I walked around the kitchen the smells of breakfast drifted around: the toasted dough of the rolls, the bacon, the still-dripping Dunkin Doughnuts coffee… brewed strong. Where’s Jojo?, I wondered to […]

How Not to Bike or How I slam dunked myself from a standstill at the BMX park on Christmas Eve

Water is rapidly condensing on the ice bag next to my keyboard. It’s double-bagged, refrigerator-made ice. When I put the ice in the bag it was aligned in a tight, color-guard formation and as cold as Shackleton’s mustache. The ziplock bags are name brand. I checked because I didn’t want it leaking all over the […]