Category: Spoke’s Blog

OK, I started a few days ago… This bike was originally my dad’s first mountain bike. He picked it up back in 1987. He got it right around the same time I bought my Panasonic Touring Deluxe. I remember him asking me if I was […]

July 26, 2010   I was a bit nervous. I’d only entered the shop a few times and I always felt wildly out of place. I just never felt worthy. My wrenching skills were suspect to say the least and this was a shop where anyone […]

May 10, 2010 Another year has come and gone. I’m specifically talking about my much anticipated annual fishing trip to the Sinnemahoning area of Pennsylvania. Every year I get another dose of reality in that I could spend a lifetime coming to this part of […]

Mark Scotch posted the below on the original website on 2/21/2010       Ok, it wasn’t the old west that most would associate a story with. I moved to Oregon in the summer of ’74 and I think it was the following fall, in ’75 […]

10/28/2009 I knew cyclocross racing was hardcore. I’d seen the pictures of racers covered in mud over nearly every inch of their body. I’d heard the stories of guys racing balls out until they puke. Go as fast and as hard as you can for […]

9/03/09 My oh my…this is going to be a wild ride. It’s funny because up until now I dont think most of the residents of Pittsburgh really have an idea what is going to hit them. They think it is like Light up Night or […]

Davis, West Virginia “Don’t worry about it,” said Steve. “Well, I’m just concerned about fuckin’ up someone’s vehicle,” I said as we walked along the pothole filled dirt road. We’d turned off of Route 32 just outside of Davis, WV and on to the Canaan […]

  There has been quite a bit written over the years about the awesome bike riding in and around Sinnemahoning State Park up in Cameron County, PA and for good reason. This isn’t exactly God’s Country but it is darn close both literally and figuratively. […]

4th Annual Ironspoke Bicycle Ride “That’s it! I’m done!” “Calm down. You do this every year,” said my wife. She was right. I do this every year. I get mad and then I get over it. I organize a bicycle ride on the first Saturday […]