The Lonely Goat Brewing Co.

Well, the Lonely Goat Brewing Co.'s long anticipated release of Freeheel Lager has cometh. A look inside our cozy Brewery.


The bottling plant worked overtime this day...


Shockingly, West Texas Style, the Beautiful Brew Festival of the Rockies awarded Freeheel a Gold Medal. The Brewery employees are proud.

It's All Fun and Games Until the Dog Gets Hurt

Early Sunday morning, Charlie woke me up at 6am to let me know that we had another 8 inches of snow on the ground. By 7am, we were skinning up Arrowhead, just enjoying the morning. After an hour of hard work, we decided to take a break before making first turns in the powder. Charlie is admiring the Icelantic Shamans.


I didn't know that it had happened since Charlie didn't bark or whine, but a couple of spots of blood in the snow made me realize that I must have cut him with my edges. Crap! I took him to the vet and got him stitched up on his front and rear left legs. Man, he was knocked out for 5 hours or so after the staples. Once he came to, he staggered about like Shakes in Mexico in the midst of a 2 day tequila infused bender. Not the Sunday that I had envisioned for us.


But, 3 staples in his rear leg and 2 staples in his front leg have't stopped the kid. So, we did what any self respecting men would do 2 days after an injury, we went mountain biking at the scene of the accident. Charlie is the Tom Brady of dogs!

Introducing...Mr. Charlie

The Iceman - He/She Cometh

Sometime in October of this past year, Mick utilized her very unique powers of persuasion to get several of us to foolishly sign up for the American Berkebeiner, which is this country's top nordic ski race held every February in the Northwoods of Wisconsin. 51k of pain.

In my life, prior to agreeing to participate in said race, I had been on skate skis maybe 10 times. Beth and John even less...zero. And, Mick, to her credit, only a handful of times, and that was a hundred years ago. Well, after training once or twice a week for the past few months, I can say 2 things with certainty: 1. I suck. 2. I would rather be skiing or mountainbiking. I mean, hell, trying to finish 51k on skate skis after only really learning to skate 3 months ago is like 5k Shelton trying to run a marathon in January. Not promissing.

Oh well. So, Beth and I decided to tackle Alley's Loop Nordic Race in sweet Crested Butte this past weekend in preparation for the big dog in Wisconsin on February 27th. The results? My suckage is steadily increasing. Beth's steadily decreasing.

Kickin' it old school style in the subi...pre-race


Crested Buttians doing what they do best in costume on Elk Ave






About to lineup and throw down




Due to some, umm, technical difficulties, Beth had been waiting at the beergarten for a bit after her race and before I finished. We enjoyed a few beverages courtesy of New Belgium. Snow, beer and really cool folks are all I need. Life is beautiful on days like this.




Water at 7pm after a big race? What the f? Yep, Beth is a quitter.

Some Introductory Pics For Your Enjoyment

I don't have much to say tonight, but my blog feels pretty naked right now. So, here are a few random photos, the memories of which make me happy.

34 Years Old...Man


Got Jake?


A little bar in Florence


Beth and I - Just Chillin' in Florence


The Pearly Gates of St. Peter's


New Year's Eve - Me, God's Country, Mattie and Brent


New Year's - About to Dominate God's Country with Beth


My Sweet Baby Girl Taking In Some Leadville 100 action - Rest In Peace


Post Leadville - Enjoying the Sun