Updated 6/12/2002. Welcome to my site. The new book is out. Finally. I must mention that my publisher, Menasha Ridge Press, has no liability or responsibility for anything on this site. What you find here is strictly of my own doing. Yeah, the motif is hiking, but I love to walk too. The baby-page you get from Earthlink is pretty limited. So, here we go ...

	I ended up with 55 rides, 10 in Oklahoma and 45 in Texas. The Okies really have it going on up there, the clubs in Oklahoma are superb and if you are an Okie rider but don't belong to a tribe you are missing out on some major adventures. Check out my link to the OEF ... My home club DORBA has done some great stuff, too. The Metromess has over a dozen quality trails now, and we are not through yet. Stay tuned ... I'll expand and expound more later, for now I am just glad to be back able to rant at will and not have to write chapters, and print photos, and draw maps. Let's ride. As soon as the dirt around here dries, that is, we have major mud at the moment.
	My current rant is this: Hey, you Morons, stop riding on muddy trails. I was at Arbor Hills the other day and it was standing water around the trailhead. That is really weird. But there were probably 500 of these dirtbags out riding that weekend. The trail is four feet wide now. That sucks. Stop it, go to the gym or get on the road. Don't destroy all my trails. If you are out there in the mud you are a jerk. Ya dope.
	Don't go laying down thirty-foot-long skid marks you idiots. This ain't a freeride state, OK or TX. It tears the crap out of good downhills. And don't ride around the hard parts, that makes the trails thirty feet wide. Morons. Nice SUV. Ever ride yer bike to work? Try it sometime, I know I love it. I am trying to get started again for the year, I have not ridden to work in months, because I am scared of all the automorons. They will honk and then scream by and then screech to a stop at the traffic light. Like what is your problem? What is the hurry? And hang up that damn phone. "Work to eat. Eat to live. Live to ride. Ride to work." Wear your helmet. Only an idiot ignores this part. Don't ride in mud. Only an arrogant ass ignores this part. Don't be a fool. There are too many as it is. Love yer mom. Call her sometimes. Go ride and have fun and don't die on the trail. Help on trail work days. It is big fun and major bragging rights. And yer a dork if you don't. Carry yer friggin' patch kit. I'll help somebody with a broken chain but a flat tire a mile from the parking lot and yer walkin'. Patronize the clubs and shops I mention because they are good people. I promise. Don't treat public trails as your personal race course. Saving fifteen seconds of time on a lap by skidding your wheels and running hikers and other cyclists off the trail makes you a jerk. If you have a problem with me pointing out that you are a jerk, look me up. I'm easy to find. Don't think that because you have a $3000 mountain bike that you are any more worthy than me and a hundred other people who love this ... sport. Or whatever you wanna call it. Been to a trail work day lately, if not yer lame. WAY lame. CC

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