The Roaming Rider

Looking back it was all pretty cliche: I was 18 years old, had a friend dating a tattoo artist and it was the late 1990s. Guess what I got...

This question has been posed to me several times by several friends. Honestly, I don't know the answer. There are things I'd love to...

Seriously? Is the year almost half over already? Time really does fly. 2016 was the first year I have ever set any goals. I'm just not...

Trotting out for the vet is an integral part of this crazy thing we call endurance. Like any skill, it is one that can be taught and Gem has...

I've been delaying this post for a couple of reasons: 1) I'm not sure that it doesn't bore the crap out of everyone to read and ...

It was after 4 am by the time I crawled back into my sleeping bag, 25 hours after I had last left it. I laid awake waiting for the feeling o...

I have a new motto in life. I began saying it in jest about two weeks out from Biltmore when Gem was acting crazy, but I will continue to us...