Friday, August 12, 2016

Two Scoops.

Thursdays nave been saved all summer for Buck Hill bike racing fun..
The racing has stopped but the fun has not..
The young one in the house and I got all dressed up in 

our super suits and headed out on our cross bikes for some ice creme.
In doing so we got to pedal some of the best roads that 
the Eastern Metro has to offer. 

His only complaint was that his back hurt towards the end..
I explained that he needs to stop growing and I would 
then make sure that the bike he has fits better..
Also told him that it is a right of passage to ride a bike that is just a 
titch too big.

Next up will be mtb racing up in Duluth.. 
Going to be a masochist  and race it like a man.. On the one by fun.
Fingers crossed their have been some epic days on Spirit Mt..
I ask is that you damn kids stay off my Lawn..

Oh one for Mom..

Monday, August 8, 2016

Stained and Confused

For years I would ride my bike to work everyday,, 
Like the mail man rain,, hail,, Sleet,, sUn and snow I would be out there getting to 
and from work..
Then I cracked my skull.
Today I rode to work
and it was cool.
Used ta could a would a ..
Not Back on shit ,, never left.. 

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Lines in the Sand

 Oh so many years ago,,
Shortly after mister Brendan Grover Curran graduated from 
UWL my lovely wife .... Not Pictured jumped into our ratty car and headed out west. 

We found our selves in what for what it is worth never,,, never land.
Life was simple Ski,, work.. repeat.. 

 Then before we knew it we were blessed with a peanut of a Pip that changed my world..
Up until the point that Sophia came in to my world my silly 
young brain was stuck on live fast die young.. 
But that was short lived.
She was a reset button that made me realize that their was more than just me. 

I stopped being totally reckless and focused on what was important. 
Not saying that I have not been 
messed up multiple times.. I have hit the ground and even taken a helicopter flight...
Gravity is a mean mistress.
To this day I still live the life of get rad and have fun,,
Tuck and roll.

I have lost a lot of friends over the years and have felt a lot of loss. 
The Loss that I fell now 
is so much more than all the ones that I have said good bye to,, 

Life moves pretty fast..
Make sure that you love the ones your are with and Remember the ones you have lost..


Monday, August 1, 2016

Rise from the Ashes..

There are events in life that make you have to grab the handrail and hold on. 
That feeling of being weak in the knees and the world around you spinning. 
The kind of life alternating moment that you search and search for answers. 

Loss can bring on this feeling,, loss of a pet, loss of a home or car,, the loss of a loved one,,,, expected or unexpected.  

Unexpected is by far the worst kind of loss,, Your dog getting hit by a car,, a tornado or forest fire destroying your home... 
Or a loved one suddenly  leave the physical world. 

A week ago Friday Morning I was into the office at work getting ready for a short day of calls..
It being Friday it was moms day for a Chemo treatment and 
at 730 my phone rings with my moms photo.. 
Scared that she is not feeling well I answer before the first rang stopped..

Mom comes through the speaker and All I hear her say is
" Trempealeau is Dead.."
He is gone he is dead,

I am still to this moment in shock.
The Family is in Shock.
Too young..
He was a Shining star..
Named after a Beautiful spot along the Mississippi deep in the
Driftless of Wisconsin..

I hope that in the daze and years to come my Brother and the rest of my family can find some 

I am trying to put together some of the bike Industry for a memorial scholarship fund 
so young kids can learn to fly like he did.
The talent was unreal and 
he will 
never ever
be forgotten.

Love You Kid.


Never Forget,,, Trempealeau..