My name is Nate. I like riding bikes.
a Cat 4 road racer, rookie bikepacker, aspiring cross-country tourer, and around-town commuter. I came to the sport at the young/old age of 24, after playing baseball in college. I’m from Colorado, where cycling is cool, but I didn’t start riding until I moved out east, where it is still cool but slightly less so. These days I call south central Pennsylvania home. Sometimes I share the road with Amish buggies.
I’ve fallen in love with riding, and reading about riding, and watching riding (whether it be the Tour de France on pirated streams or the Tour Divide in shaky Go Pro footage on Youtube). I’m captivated by gorgeous bikes, sharp kits, Ultra Romance-esque wanderings, and Peter Sagan sprints.
For me, bikes are many things. They are freedom machines, racehorses, equal opportunity vehicles of joy and suffering. More often than not, they are a way to get to Chipotle.
This blog is a hot mess of adventure reports, gear reviews, recipes, random musings, and anything else related to my cycling life that seems worth documenting.
Allez! (whatever that means)