Saturday, April 30, 2011


I ran head on into another rider today while out on the mountain bike. It could also be said that I was hit head on by another rider today while out on the mountain bike. Any way you slice it, my butt was on the ground before I had a chance to even begin to realize what was about to happen. No good.

Just out cruising Granite Bay and came into a blind corner at precisely the same time that another rider going the opposite direction was entering the very same blind corner. BAM!

As I laid there on the ground, entangled in not only my own bike but also within this strangers rig, I couldn't help but think that the worst thing imagineable had just happened and that my riding days were about to be put on hold once again so very quickly after I had rediscovered my bike. I became worried and angry immediately. No, not angry; frustrated, scared and disappointed. All of these thoughts and emotions had come and gone in the split second between hitting the dirt and reopening my eyes after impact.

Upon initial inspection and going through the mental body check before making any suddon moves; I found, to my delight and complete surprise, that nothing seemed to be broken and amazingly, even my ribs which have been healing from a crash a couple of weeks ago felt just fine despite the fact that my chest had crashed down onto the other riders front wheel on my journey to the earth's surface. Good news!

And what of the bikes? Also quite miraculously, both bikes appeared to come away from the crash with little or no damage. My rear wheel is out of whack as the other rider(whose name is Don) landed on top of it after my handlebars stabbed him in the back... Sorry bro. He was riding a steel single speed; pretty bomb proof and since the only impact it had to endure aside from hitting the ground was running full bore into my chest, the bike was in fine shape after the debacle.

Don was totally cool and every bit as apologetic as I was for the whole situation as we both agreed that that was a crash which was pretty well unavoidable given the circumstances. What an awkward situation?

"I just ran you over and flung you off of your bike. Sorry about that. By the way, my name is Dez-good to meet you too Don..."

After exchanging one final apology, we headed our seperate ways and I don't know about Don, but I found it quite difficult to find anything resembling a rythym for the rest of the afternoon. Oh well, every ride is a good ride, but some can't be as great as others.

I'm counting my blessings on this one. The last time I colided(and the first and only other time for those of you counting) with another rider I was not so lucky... There's probably a blog entry somewhere in here about that crash too.

Aaaaaahhhh.... Memories.

Friday, April 29, 2011


Have you stopped to think lately about just how incredible riding your bike really is?

It's pretty damn good, eh?

So, first off, I think I'm coming in at about a 60 on the scale of Dead-Kicking Ass(0-100) and I'm thouroughly enjoying the weather this week. Can a get an A-MEN?! No rain for more than 3 days in a row? You gotta be kidding me... It's almost like I live in a state known for it's sunshine or something. Strange. The foot is still stiff and weak and my pedal stroke doesn't flow the way it used to yet, but I can feel all the good things returning.

Today's words of wisdom: Never break your heel. It sucks.

Next, the news. After four wonderful years of sponsorship with Cannondale Bicycles' Mountain Bike Team and it's affiliated sponsors, first as part of the Bear Naked Granola Team, then as a member of the Sobe Cannondale Team, and finally as part of Cannondale Factory Racing, I have accepted a new sponsorship with Specialized Bicycles and WTB under the Sierra Nevada/Bicycles Plus Racing Team.

I am extremely excited about the opportunities which this team and these new sponsors
will provide me with and I am looking forward to getting back on my feet(literally) and into full racing shape by late summer aboard new bikes and new product.

I can't say enough good things about the time I spent with Cannondale and the experiences that I had flying the "Handmade in the USA" banner for The Beast of the East these last four seasons. I will never forget my time with the brand and the people that made it all happen. Cannondale gave me my first sponsorship opportunity when I had only a season's worth of results and a whole lot of hope and determination. Some of the best and worst moments of my life have been spent aboard Cannondales and I wouldn't trade a single one of those moments for anything. Thank you to everyone at Cannondale for allowing this kid to live the dream....