7km into my commute to work, I heard and felt a “thump” coming from the back wheel of my Xtracycle. I pulled over to find a heavily-damaged tire. I had a Mr. Tuffy tire liner installed. So I figured I'd proceed, hoping the tire and tube would stay intact until I reached my destination. Other than the subtle mental torture of riding with a messed up rig that was destined to fail at any time, I rolled along for another 13km without difficulty. Then I heard the psss…psss…psss…of a tire that was soon to be flat. I got another km,…

24 Hours of OH MY GOD! That's POWERful. -----

Things are Happening Things have been real busy around the Surly Ranch and Home for Wayward Injured Folks lately. Dave's chicken ankle (see below) keeps him hobbling around and generally in the way and now our boy Blake seems to have broken his head. Blake works over on the "other side of the room" pouring over technical drawings and playing with calipers, but that's just his Clark Kent persona. On the weekends he's super long-distance mountain bike racer guy. This part of his life has recently ended up in a helicopter ride and some sweet head staples. Seems Blake wiped…

I know you are all bored, waiting for us to post OUR version of what happened at Homey Fall Fest, but doggone it don't you know we have jobs, and there are more important things to do before we can write stories about what we did on the weekend? Sheesh! OK, check out this video. It'll keep you going until we can post your next fix. The players are Brauer, Zito, Blake and Chef Dawg. -----