writer, warrior, whack-a-doodle

Year: 2013

Five Easy Steps to a Dream Team

Step 1: Teach the criminal to bikejor. Step 2: Teach the cracker to bikejor. Step 3: Teach Mr. Wild Dingo to bikejor (and convince him its fun). Step 4: Tell Mr. Wild Dingo to stop reading this post. Step 5: Que up the chick flicks while Mr. Wild Dingo takes the dogs bikejoring.

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The Best Kind of Mess

"Essscusuuuzzze me? What exactly did my pal Jim say about me?" A few weeks ago, we ran into one of Loki's biggest fans Jim, not once, but twice in one weekend. Jim was one of the first people who not only didn't shriek or flee when he first met the cracker, but laughed and delighted […]

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Ain't No Mountain High Enough

"Ain't no mountain high enough to keep me from woo!" It's been far too long since we last saw this view, when we did this big loop.  But through the hot summer, we've been keeping our bike rides to about 5 mile round trips, in the shade. The only thing holding her back this summer […]

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Excuse Me While I Kiss the Sky

Purple haze all in my brain. Lately things don't seem the same.   I've got Jimi on my brain for September's masthead. In addition to having difficulty writing simple blog posts, it seems my amateur capacity for moderately decent photography has gone to crap. Sifting through all my photos taken in the past months was […]

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Bikejoring with Amateurs

"Swiss Cheeses! Daddy-O! You're embarrassing me." One of these dogs is doing the sled dog thing all wrong. Can you tell which one? Poor Juno. She's the only pro among the four of us. We're all amateurs compared to her.

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Happy Juno-Versary!

Last weekend, we celebrated Juno's fifth anniversary of her adoption and her sixth birthday. She's all grown up now and I couldn't be prouder. Long time readers may think my problem dog is the cracker, but Juno didn't come without her own set of issues. And we are not talking about her mastication addiction. In […]

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Red Alert

I've been known to boast about Loki and his natural talents but I never thought he'd live up to it. Maybe it's because I see potential in him that nobody else can see. He literally saved us hundreds of thousands of dollars in damage and quite possibly our lives when he alerted to a fire […]

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The Practice

I took out my yoga mat after having not officially practiced for about two months now. I started in Savasana, otherwise known as corpse (dead body) pose.  I didn't make it much further than that. Being a bit of a firecracker of a personality, Savasana has always been my most challenging pose. And now, its […]

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Searching for our Groove

This month's masthead was inspired by this song from The Boss. As much as I'd like to bare my Sylvia Plath side, Mr. Wild Dingo would be mortified if I went with my original idea theme, Paint it Black.  Hang on, Internet, you'll understand in a minute. Mr. Wild Dingo's nick name while in the […]

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Bikejoring Adventures

I went to a wedding  this weekend that had bicyclists as 90% of the guest list.  "What is this Bikejoring thing you're doing," asked a friend of mine who'd seen me post a few photos on Facebook. If you told me 10 years ago I'd hook up dogs to my mountain bike to pull me, […]

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