View of Logan Canyon from the Bridger Lookoff Trail

Outside Again

I’d heard that the Logan River Trail had dried out enough to ride and so I felt obligated to check it out. Turns out the trail couldn’t be more perfect and the weather couldn’t be better. The trees were just starting to bud and the undergrowth has started turning green. The canyon is a magical place any time of year. The ride – Logan River

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Spring Hollow stream flowing through trees

Slippery When Wet

The bitter chill in the air keeps me off my road bike in the late Fall. Similar justifications apply to the cross bike. However, in the name of variety I pulled out the Bianchi and all my cold weather gear and headed to Logan canyon. The consequence for any speed above 20mph was a distinct loss of feeling in my fingers and a deep bite

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Logan River Trail

Finding Shangri-La

The winds at the mouth of Logan Canyon protect the beauty within like the fierce storms that protect the fabled Shanngri-La. Once I pass through the wind tunnel the air becomes still, the sky beautiful and the trail perfect. As I ride along the river, the organic smells of a forest morning filled my nose. The plants dry and wither as I climb in the

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Used My First Damn

A bit more rain fell last night and Logan Canyon wasn’t exempt from the moisture. After a dry summer and drought the rain is welcome. I took the Bianchi up the Logan River Trail for what turned out to be a community event. Everyone in the valley took advantage of the cooler temps and settled dust and took to the hills. It’s OK I had

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Forest trail with sunlight shining through the trees

Slaying Dragons

The Bianchi calling my name I woke ready to bask in the serenity of forest and stream. My pathway to zen required slaying the morning dragon. Like Don Quixote I set off on my steed to slay the imaginary beasts that stand guard at the gateway to Logan Canyon. While Don would face windmills I would battle the invisible force that propels the demons of

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Bianchi you are my Valkyrie

Years ago after I picked a road bike and had tried my hand at mountain biking I knew that what I really needed was a cross bike. I found a Bianchi Cavaria frame at just the moment when I upgraded the Dura-Ace 7800 on my Madone 6.9 to Dura-Ace 7900. I combined that with some Stan’s tubeless rims matched with American Classic hubs. The Dura-Ace

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For Goodness Snakes

I went to bed planning on mountain biking but woke up cross. Praying I not appear too portly in my Lycra apparel I donned my skin tight skivvies and ventured out on the Bianchi for a trip on the River Trail. The Bianchi only weighs about 16.5 pounds and has narrow 35mm tires. It excels at anything that looks like a gravel road. After several

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