I keep thinking about how quiet the next weekend is going to feel. 72 Coyotes raced at Bloomer, and somewhere between getting everybody to staging, fixing bikes, cheering, and trying to figure out the points, we finished another season together. Now I’m home, and I’m realizing I won’t be seeing everybody at the tent next weekend. That part kind of …
Somewhere between “Send Me an Angel” on Saturday night and Tristan’s mom screaming at the finish on Sunday, Heritage Park turned into our own slightly less choreographed version of RAD. A bunch of our high school riders had homecoming Saturday. They got dressed up, took pictures, went to the dance, and then had to become mountain bikers again by morning. …
Race season is back, which means the Coyotes are back riding bikes, cheering loudly, eating snacks and repairing things that were completely fine when they left the garage. Thunderstorms rolled through most of Saturday morning because apparently Stony Creek wanted to recreate our last visit in 2023. If you were there, you remember. Rain, mud and every parent checking the …