I’ve been bad at blogging. My goal after football season was to publish once a week, and I had done well since November. The last month or so, I have completely failed. I do think I have a good reason, or at least an excuse, so I thought I would write about that today. It…

January 31, 2021 Gabe, Howard, Harvey, and I met to run some rocks. The wind chill was brutal and Harvey and I joked in the parking lot about how smart we were to leave our doors on for today. We decided to run Gatekeepers and then Meatgrinder and Dirty Little Secret. Once headed up Reynolds…

“I’m sure glad I have a brand new, 10” LED lightbar sitting on my workbench,” I grumbled out loud to myself. I knew it was bright as hell because I had hooked it up once to my Jeep’s battery, and I remembered how blindingly bright it had been, which, at the moment, would have been…

January 1, 2021 Thirty-one rigs met at Albertson’s in Emmett for a High Desert Off Road Hangover Run. We went up Sheep Creek and cut over to 2nd Fork. Unfortunately, the entire way had been plowed, so it was little more than a dirt road drive. Since Howard, Gabe, and Harvey were going, I took…

I had an excellent year off road. I keep a journal and track when, where, and with whom I go wheeling. At the end of the year, I count up and remember my off road year in review. Here are the highlights. No names have been changed to protect the innocent. Some dates and runs…

Look, we both knew this was coming. It just isn’t working out. 2020, you’re a bad girlfriend. 2020, it started off fine. I envisioned our relationship as some form of the 1920s. I was especially looking forward to flappers, fashion, and speakeasies. The Roaring 2020’s sounded cool and I was ready to Jay Gatsby myself into…

I remember sitting in a conference room in a random Best Western hotel somewhere outside of Portland, Oregon. The scratchy, fabric chairs were arranged in rows before a lectern. The team lounged around, listening to coaches review the game plan before heading to our rooms for bed check. Jeff Olson, our head coach, was talking…

Brock came up to me after class, the way students do when they have something they want to say to a teacher. “Dad, thanks, that was really inspiring.” “Thanks, but explain. Which part? What are you talking about?” “When you talked about the AP Test and how we were going to score well on it…

Winning, at anything, is not normal. There can only be one winner from all the teams who start. This seems like a simple concept, but the more I think about it, the more it matters. Winning is not the status quo. Of all the teams in a conference, only one will win the conference. Only…