Trinidad: a cyclists’ diamond in the rough

One man’s quest to find out what’s up with this gravel bike craze We were somewhere around mile 135 when the Tailwind electrolyte concoction began to take hold. I remember saying something like, “I’m feeling great; maybe I should pull for a bit…” And suddenly there was a terrible roar around our three-person peloton asContinue reading “Trinidad: a cyclists’ diamond in the rough”