Category: Skiing

Where I’m From: The Danger of Writing

Public art has been around for a long time. Public art is sometimes commissioned, sometimes it is not. Graffiti is used to transmit political, personal, and artistic statements with or without permission of the property owner. Graffiti is powerful because it is unsanctioned, but…

Serious Bike Poetry for Bikers (and nonbikers)

Not Forgotten by Sheila Packa I learned to ride the two wheel bicycle with my father. He oiled the chain clothes-pinned playing cards to the spokes, put on the basket to carry my lunch. By his side, I learned balance and took on speed…

LONG BREAK EXPLAINED

In Iowa City I could lock my bike with this chain: Or, with these chains: But in Brooklyn, I was told that I had better get something along these lines: Wait. I am getting ahead of myself. Where have I been? Why am I…

Birkie/Korte 2010: What Went Wrong?

A RECAP OF THE EVENTS OF FEBRUARY 27TH, 2010, NEAR THE TELEMARK LODGE: First, let me hang my head in sadness. I did not win the Korte. Second, let me add that I never promised to win. Third, ’twas a beautiful day: Fourth, I…

IT’S ON: BIRKIE DAY ONE: CITIZEN SPRINTS; OR BRING ON THE HEAT

Hot and Fast at Telemark Lodge in Cable, Wisconsin. The snow was a bit warm: 25 F. The trail was very firm: you can use your tiny baskets. The crowd was amped: and who wouldn’t be? Brian and I took a 5 km spin…

Birkie Time!

Well folks, it is now time for the Birkie. Or, in my case, the Korte. If I can’t win–and I can’t–then I will try to score style points this weekend. I might go for Tord’s low-rider-skier look: Or, I might just go for the…

Raw Rib Report #5: A Skier’s Lyric, Plus Some Press-Citizen OPINION Page Love

A Cross-Country Skier’s Lyric My ribs took a beating at Ashton last night, And now they really ain’t right So, give me buckets of ice and beer: ah, true delight. My back is broken and bruised, but don’t worry about me, Lookie here, I…