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Eric Pollard picks a nice spot to chill. Virginia Lakes, California. Photo: Andrew Miller

“The Last Hill:” A Film About Getting There Slowly

By Max Hammer   |   Dec 20, 2017 December 20, 2017

We were off-the-couch bikers, versed in miles per hour, not miles per day. After seven days of biking to ski, we needed a rest day. Hot springs mandatory. We remembered a shortcut to the Green Church pools, which was 9 miles shorter than the highway route. Shortcuts—with deeply rutted, washboard… Read More

Photo: Broudy/Donohue Photography

United in Suffering at Grinduro Scotland

By Berne Broudy   |   Aug 11, 2017 August 11, 2017

It’s drizzling and a bag piper is piping—cliché but cute—as I roll through the steep, salty streets of Lamlash, on Scotland’s Isle of Arran, into a rooty, ferny slick single track, with 149 other bikers. Within the first quarter mile of the Grinduro Scotland, about half… Read More

Photo: Kim Jardine-Reiley

Reno Bike to Work Week 2017

By Gavin Back   |   Jul 11, 2017 July 11, 2017

The dust has settled and the results from the Reno Distribution Center 2017 Bike to Work Week (B2WW), back in May, are in—another successful year that demonstrated that the Patagonia Reno Service Center rises to the occasion and puts in those hard bike miles when it matters. The highlight this… Read More

Photo: Carl Zoch

Photos of a Quick-and-Dirty Crested Butte Bike Trip

By Carl Zoch   |   Mar 17, 2017 March 17, 2017

We were craving it: fresh ribbons of single track, grinding climbs, white-knuckle descents, solitude, dirt. Four friends, four loaded bikes (rush-packed, survival-style), vague plan, limited time. The consensus was to leave it wide open and see where the trail might lead in a condensed time frame. Not a month. It… Read More

Mountain biking

Hiding Road Rash at My Wedding

By Diane French   |   Mar 18, 2016 March 18, 2016

Fifteen minutes before my wedding, I’m standing in front of my sister in my dress. “Can you see it?” She scans me, tilting her head to each side. “No. Can’t see it. But here, take this anyway.” Two hours from now, when the hailstorm rolls in and turns my lips purple… Read More

Above: Awe and reverence. Arriving after the thousand-mile approach. Zion Canyon, Utah. All photos: Tim Rogers

Lines in the Sand: A Long-Distance Southwest Bike Trip

By Tim Rogers   |   Sep 14, 2015 September 14, 2015

It’s right in front of me now, directly in my face. For weeks it had been little more than a vague concept we kept alive solely by reassurance and persistence, every day moving forward, every day pedaling closer to our fate, waiting to discover if it looked anything like… Read More

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