Dirty AGM

And so here we are.... Give or take, roughly bang on 364 days since I last managed to squeeze some rambling filth out the rear end of the Wordpress editing suite, to insidiously worm its way into your junk fol...

The awkwardest of conversations

It's time for a confession. I've done something terrible. Yes, I know many of you will be rubbing your hands together at the prospect of this being my surrEndEr eulogy as I submit to the cyborg masters I've be...

The Anatomy of Stoke

Race reports here tend to subject you the reader to a smorgasbord of differing flavours of near misses, failures, incidents, malaise or just straight up mid-pack mediocrity. But this post, well, this one g...

2W Enduro Series – Dirty wrap up

After wiping off Rotorua's finest loam from the Megatower's VPP congregation point, it occurred to me that I haven't really done any form of race report for close to 18 months, a peculiar drought given how much...

Feats of amazement

These days, the word 'Epic' is competing directly with 'Unprecedented' to see who can be the most exhausted and overused. When people start referring to their new glove purchase as 'epic', you know we've gone d...

Karapoti Classic Race Report

It's 1996 and I'm sitting transfixed as rain lashes down on the windshield. This isn't drizzle, this is serious, here for the day, unrelenting, I want to fuck up your bike type rain. There's silence in Lizard's...