Date Range
Date Range
Date Range
The smell of dried sweat and full flask and despair. What need for the pomp, all the vapid exchanges. The banging of drums when the sort it arranges. Are listless in spirit and louder than God. What need for the green without knowing the sod. The soul of the place and the people who came. Whose memory is buried and trampled the same. Like rolling across a wire.
Lunes, 6 de agosto de 2012. Que el tiempo mínimo sea un para siempre. Domingo, 22 de julio de 2012. Hoy te vuelvo a echar de menos. Lunes, 17 de octubre de 2011. Sábado, 24 de septiembre de 2011. Viernes, 8 de julio de 2011. Quiero verte y si .
Bikes, racing, and commentary. Friday, October 2, 2009. It looks nicer and is a bit more pleasant to use. Posted by No One Line. Thursday, October 1, 2009. I woke up late enough to catch only the fun parts of the World Championships last weekend. Ride a strong, well-timed attack to victory.
6 Years in a Rain Cape. A View From The Back. Please wait a few minutes and refresh this page. I raced my first cyclocross race of the season on the mountain bike in the photo to the left. Or, more recently, this. Why I Accidentally Like Tyler Farrar.