Sharry Miller

Snow bike...fun?

In retrospect, it was fun, and that is decidedly the definition of Type 2 fun. Are you familiar with the three types of fun? I'm not sure who came up with these designations, but someone determined that: Type 1 activities are fun while you're doing them. Think riding go-cart riding, skating across a smooth lake - all those things that make you say, "Whee!" Type 2 activities maybe aren't so much fun while you're doing... Read more →

Kennecott and McCarthy

I've been in a rut lately, feeling like I'm not doing anything interesting, and certainly not anything worth writing about here. Nonsense, of course, but it's a hard rut to climb out of. Anyway, I'd meant to share a bit with you after I headed north for a KCHU public radio board meeting. We decided to have our June meeting and biannual strategic planning session in McCarthy, a tiny town nestled in the Wrangell-St. Elias... Read more →

Mountain Biking Montana - Apgar to Polebridge

The day started out so innocently. Oatmeal for breakfast. Blue skies. An easy roll out of the Apgar campground. You know how sometimes "fun" is best assessed after an activity is over? The second real day of our Montana dirt tour was definitely one of those times. (If you missed them, I wrote about the previous days here and here.) I'd planned to continue riding with Mandy as we made our way to Polebridge. We... Read more →

Mountain Biking Montana - Whitefish to Apgar

Last time, I let you know I was excited to meet BOB - I'd always wanted to try him out. On the second day of our trip, I was totally smitten. But I don't want to get ahead of myself. It wasn't all about BOB. Finally, it was the real first day of our tour. The plan was to ride about 40 miles from Whitefish Bike Retreat to Apgar Campground in Glacier National Park. My... Read more →

Mountain Biking Montana

I can't believe it's been two weeks already since I got back from my trip to Montana. I am a failure as a blogger. Ah, well, better late than never. I can guarantee that Montana is not flat. Now, I didn't really head there thinking it was, but now I have definite proof: bigger, stronger quads. Thane and I drove through Montana once nearly 20 years ago, but my memory is short. I really had... Read more →

Hatcher Pass Love

It was a dark and stormy night. No, wait, that's a different story. I can see clearly now the rain is gone. I can see all obstacles in my way. Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind. It's gonna be a bright (bright) bright (bright) sunshiny day. It's gonna be a bright (bright) bright (bright) sunshiny day. ~Jimmy Cliff, "I Can See Clearly Now" Yeah, that's better. That's definitely more like it was... Read more →

Jim Creek Ride

"God, we are so lame!" I said as Mandy pushed her bike up behind me. She just laughed and nodded. We'd just pushed our mountain bikes past another mud hole. Since we'd walked around all of the mud holes we couldn't ride around, so far we had walked as much as we'd ridden. Mandy riding past a bit of mud We had good reason to be hesitant. The mud was very slippery, and between my... Read more →