I believe in time travel. I’m not talking worm holes or Deloreans with flux capacitors or the infamous Bill & Ted phone booth, or even time traveling hot tubs. I’m talking a lot cheaper than that, like the $9.49 (plus tax) variety. Of course I'm talking the price of a six pack of beer. … Continue reading Time travel on the cheap: Stepping back 25 years with a bottle of Fat Tire, a few trails, and all the memories
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Tales of Self Isolation: Being reminded of the World’s Most Dangerous Track Club and a beer named after a legendary running tribe
In mid-March the Coronavirus pandemic was in full swing in the United States: states, counties, and cities locked down; schools & universities everywhere out for the foreseeable future; and stores empty of toilet paper (despite the fact that this bug doesn’t give you diarrhea). These were challenging and dangerous times unlike any I’ve seen over … Continue reading Tales of Self Isolation: Being reminded of the World’s Most Dangerous Track Club and a beer named after a legendary running tribe
The Calm before the Storm: Going home to say good bye and getting to know one’s own hometown
At the beginning of March 2020, as the country began to awaken to the dangers of the deadly Coronavirus and terms like “self-isolating” and “social distancing” came into vogue, I took a quick and important trip home to see my dad in Maryland. Just over two months had passed since his wife of 23 years, … Continue reading The Calm before the Storm: Going home to say good bye and getting to know one’s own hometown
When Manatee Attack: fighting off mud, tolerating a storm named Nestor and other misadventures one weekend in Bradenton, Florida
Spoiler alert—this isn’t about rapid manatees, it is however, about a weekend spent in Manatee County, Florida while on a recent work trip to Tampa. (If you want to see a great video of a manatee attack check out a clip here.) Going in the weekend had all the making of something epic. Going out, … Continue reading When Manatee Attack: fighting off mud, tolerating a storm named Nestor and other misadventures one weekend in Bradenton, Florida
Survival of the fittest. Day 6, Horror stories of cross country traveling with an infant that hates her car seat and other scary tales
Before we get to the gut wrenching conclusion of this incredible epic tale of survival (and yes since I’m writing this, we have in fact made it to Tennessee, so please get some sleep), I’m going to take this post to talk about two of the most horrific parts of this trip. These aren’t for … Continue reading Survival of the fittest. Day 6, Horror stories of cross country traveling with an infant that hates her car seat and other scary tales
Enjoying the Sound of Silence. Day 5, we drive like crazy out of Alba cookie (Albuquerque), teach our 4 year old to graffiti Cadillacs, and see how a Big Texan brews craft beer
Day 5: the sound of Silence. If you can believe it, everyone slept most of the afternoon. Seriously—well except for me. I drove. But I drove like a madman out of Albuquerque east through Texas foothills to the plains of Oklahoma. We’d hatched a plan: wear them out, put them in the car, drive until … Continue reading Enjoying the Sound of Silence. Day 5, we drive like crazy out of Alba cookie (Albuquerque), teach our 4 year old to graffiti Cadillacs, and see how a Big Texan brews craft beer
Paths, Pilsners, Pedals, and Pinots 