Last weekend my lovely wife allowed me to attend the Midwest Singletrack Summit at Landahl Park in Blue Springs. Basically, this was a weekend of bikes, my kind of deal. There were presentations about bikes, independent films about bikes, trails on which to ride bikes, ramps from which to launch bikes, booths with freebie bike products, demo bikes to test from big manufacturers, and, of course, food and drink.

Several of my biking friends were among the faithful. We rode. We dined. We talked bike stuff, you know, like shaving legs and such. To my chagrin, I was tired and sore after a couple rounds on the rocky, technical trails that ch

Some topics in this essay:
Springs Basically, Bike Ride, lovely wife,