Encore en France

Walking to find some lunch in Annecy yesterday it suddenly hit me just how long it had been since I’d been in France.  In my past cycling life, France was the Holland that speed skating became to me.  I was so sick of a decade racing bikes in France just as I  was following a decade on ice in Holland.  I count the years as twelve since my … more


Goodbye and hello…

There’s usually a moment of realization when I leave home for the last time before something big.  Something big in my life the past sixteen years has meant an Olympics.  The awareness that the next time I’ll set foot at home it will all be over is never lost on me.  It’s a feeling of excitement tinged with melancholy.  The latter more pronounced when I leave such a … more


What a difference a day can make…

Another adventure with the skidoo, ATV and finally, the sweet smooth ride of the SUV to the airport brought me out of my winter wonderland to the chaos of LAX.  Yes, it was a shock to the system to arrive at the bustling airport after the two hour flight to the south west of Salt Lake City.  I felt like Dorothy and I definitely was not in Kansas … more


Good hair day

Sometimes things are a little out of control in my schedule….like, say, for instance last Sunday when I raced the last day of the Merco Classic (115km), was dropped off at the SFO International airport about 2 1/2 hours later, then up to Vancouver a few hours after that and checking into the Fairmont Waterfront Hotel.   But that’s not the end of it….a few hours after this, … more


Sometimes getting to the race is the hardest part….Twelve Step Plan to the Airport!

Okay, anyone who has visited this site knows by now we have a rather complicated life in the winter season.  Living and training high has its benefits but sometimes getting to the airport is harder than getting ready for a race.  Especially like this morning after two days of fresh pow falling from the sky.  To give you an idea, here are some shots from the morning commute: … more


My Kind of Holiday Season

Mte. Aire Canyon, Utah Some people measure the success of a holiday season by the amount of presents given or received. Peter and I came to the conclusion over a decade and a half ago to not enter into the shopping center feeding frenzy this time of the year. The best memories I have from xmas and new years are when I’ve been in the great outdoors. What … more


Living the ‘Wild’life

Mte. Aire Canyon, Utah I’m on this new team and find myself suddenly connected to athletes around the world. We’ll wear the same jerseys and work towards winning together, yes, this is true, but it’s the human side that interests me the most. While on our epic rides at camp, I had the chance to get to know many of my new teammates. I discovered little bits of … more


Le Grand Ligne

Montreal, Quebec I’ve made the commute from Montreal to my home in the Eastern Townships countless times. Most of the time, I take the easiest way on the small highways traveling from my valley in southern Quebec to the main autoroutes leading to the big city. A few times this commute has taken on a bit of an adventure when I’ve ventured into the small veins of roads … more


Plein en Afrique: Mali Notes from the Field #3

Bamako, Mali A calm sets over me whenever leaving a city for the countryside. I can breath again when the bustle is left behind. In Quebec and Utah, my dual home existence, the most powerful medicine for my soul is that of listening to the wind in the trees and the birds chirping. It’s the same everywhere in the world. Africa is no different. On Wednesday we left … more

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