Bring on the zombie apocalypse.
Fog at dawn.
From my morning ride.
All that is left of what shifted my bike in my first cross race; 1991. Thanks to early cross race promoter Mary Vaughn for putting on those races!
My local park on cyclocross Sunday: total carnival
Fresh CX kicks.
Beauty on a foggy morning.
My co-worker’s commuter, this year.
Privateers roll one bike.