There’s something about Iceman Cometh MTB race that just hits different. Something about waking up in the dark, loading bikes and watching your breath fog in the headlights as you drive toward Kalkaska. All year long, Iceman lives in our heads. It’s the story we tell after every training ride, the one goal sitting out there on the calendar like …
COYOTES STATE CHAMPS! HIGH SCHOOL COMPOSITE WINNERS, BAAAABBBYYY! Read that again. STATE. CHAMPIONS. Say it like the one and only sports announcer legend Dick Vitale…hands waving, voice cracking, coffee replaced by Red Bull: “It’s AWESOME, BAAAABBBYYY!” The Coyotes rolled into the 2025 MiSCA State Championship like a sugar fueled fever dream and rolled out on top of the state. Months …
Word of the weekend? Crash. Not the movie. Not the stock market. Just Coyotes hitting the dirt like it was a team-building exercise. Dust clouds, snack clouds, brake squeals…Bloomer Park this weekend wasn’t a race, it was a fever dream sponsored by snacks. Eighty degrees. In October. Michigan. Somebody turned the “simulate July county fair” knob to 11 and then …
Saturday cooked us like hotdogs left too long on the grill…mostly because Coach Ryan was up at Marji and apparently he’s the only one who knows how to flip the dawgs without burning them. It wasn’t just warm, it was “whose genius idea was navy blue jerseys in full sun” warm. Parents were melting into their camp chairs, huddled under …
We’re still leading High School, the Coyotes kept the flag planted up top but Middle School slipped a gear and now we’re in full chase mode for the series lead. Elementary? Missed the win by just two points. Two! That’s basically one juice box, one stray donut, or one parent yelling louder at the finish line. So yeah, the hunt …
Race 2: The Dirt Road World Tour Addison Oaks isn’t a mountain bike race. It’s NASCAR on dirt with snack tables. It’s so flat and so fast that if you blink, you don’t just miss your rider…you miss the entire lap. Parents swore they saw sparks flying off the trail. One dad whispered, “I think my kid just drafted a …
It started like any other weekend…bikes in the truck, snacks in the cooler, parents half-awake and clutching coffee like life support. Birds chirping, dew on the grass, dads triple-checking their tire pressure gauges like they’re prepping for the Tour de France. Moms casually packing “just a few snacks” which, upon closer inspection, turned out to be an entire pantry. Kids …
Dirty 30 Recap: Sunshine, Speed, and a Whole Lotta Dust Just one week after we froze our spokes at Barry Roubaix, the Coyotes rolled into Dirty 30 with sunshine on our backs and gravel in our teeth. It was 20 degrees warmer at the start and you could feel the energy shift. Fewer hand warmers. More smiles. Slightly less complaining …
Barry Roubaix Recap: Gravel, Grit, and Snack-Fueled Chaos Two weeks later and we’re still finding dust in our socks. Barry Roubaix was wild…in the best way. It’s the biggest single-day gravel race in the WORLD, and this year the Coyotes rolled in with snacks packed, legs prepped and absolutely zero chill. It started cold. Like, “why are we doing this …
MERRELL TRAIL WORK DAY: WE CAME, WE BUILT, WE SENT IT Some teams bond over trust falls. Some go to escape rooms. The Coyotes? We grab shovels, dirt, and a borderline unhealthy obsession with sending it. That’s right…Merrell Trail Work Day was an absolute masterpiece of chaos, camaraderie, and controlled carnage. It was freaking cold at the start…like “why did …