DiD I SCaRE Ya????

I was talking to the 2008 12 hours of Santos Single Speed Champion Aka my PMBAR partner, of whom I assume we are racing again this year since we got free entry, BRETT, last night on that not to be named Social Networking site that I frequent on a regular basis.

We were catching up, shooting the sh*t talking about how things were going for him up there. He's doing the Wilderness 101 this weekend I wished him luck, all that good stuff.

Then we got to talking about the CFiTT. And from the discussion I had with him, I want to clarify my most recent post regarding the race.

I was NOT trying to do Reverse Psychology or Trying to discourage anyone from attending the race. I was more trying to encourage you to study, read up, gear up, prepare, prepare and then prepare some more.

I know the forest like the back of my hand. Know where to get water, know how long its gonna be before I pop out. YOU may or may not know shiola about it. And the last thing I want is someone to go out there and end up in great peril.

SO, thinking like that, I said, let me tell them the realness about the first leg, let me encourage them to prepare and let me encourage them to NOT UNDERESTIMATE THE DIFFICULTY OF THIS EVENT.

I will elaborate further. I predicted a good portion of riders would drop in the first 15 miles. Well the first 10.5 miles is single track threw Alexander Springs area. Its not super tech riding, but you start getting a taste of the rolling terrain that your going to have to battle for the day. Then when you take the "unnamed awful forest road threw the middle of billy bay wilderness", only riders who have trained for those conditions are going to be able to ride the whole thing. What conditions I am speaking of. Well, I am a SLUT when it comes to Off road riding. Meaning, if its off road, I WILL DO IT. So that Road has some parts, that require creative lines to stay on the bike, If you don't choose a creative line, you end up sinking like the Titanic. If you don't know how to ride Sugar Sand you end up sinking like the Spanish Armada. Can you get the picture here. Were talking about a 3.5 mile section, not far, not all sand, but I tell you what. I was riding with Mike Kanning, who is a PROVEN champion, and I stood up and rode away from him Like Alberto Contador in the Alps.

If it would have been event day, I would of easily put him into difficulty and put 10 minutes on him that he would have had to work hard to make up on me. BUT, if anyone could of done it, Mike would of been the one, it just would of been a lot of hard work, early in the race.

The first leg probably has about 15 miles or so of pavement. The rest, is dirty and perverted off road madness. Single track and endless miles of Forest Roads.

As soon as we started heading west, I look over to my Good Friend and President of Singletrack Samurai productions, Rob Roberts and I tell him, LET THE ROLLERS BEGIN. And soon enough, were climbing and descending and then climbing and descending and then you look on the horizon and all you see for miles and miles is climbs and climbs. Now, most of you scoff at the difficulty of this, but I tell you what, Mike Kanning said, "these miles and miles of Forest roads made me want to rip my eyes out."

BUT, to me, since I knew the route, since I made it up, I was just smiling, enjoying, and text messaging the Warriors princess the entire day. Taking pics making videos, multi tasking, having fun. I knew how to measure my effort, I knew how far I had to go to this stop, knew where to get water and food, etc, etc.

My effort that day was measured. 10.1 MPH avg speed of course is probably low balled by the fact that GPS does not track twisty track well. But you think, some of you average 10 mph on your local trail. Now add about 88 more miles and 15 more miles of climbing and you see that 10 mph avg is a good all day pace, and like I said, I was riding and text messaging and taking pictures all at the same time.

Regardless, of my measured effort, by the time we reached Santos, I was ready for a big meal and a break. So without giving away any strategy for my own personal Trial, that's probably what I may end up doing. How long of a break???

On the Walkabout tour, I rode 20 some odd hours with only 2 hours of sleep. I am currently intensely training my body to handle sleep deprivation, I think the winners will do the same. If you want to win, you got to be ready to ride the whole thing and stay on the bike for the whole thing as long as possible and know when to bed down and cat nap or rest.

The second half of the route will have an estimated 50+ miles of single track, and more of the dirtyness you experienced on the first leg. So, after Rolling threw the forest. You then have to start negotiating the technical and beautiful trail system of Santos. That folks is Food for thought.

August 8th, I got a "not to be named social networking site invite" for the Workday at Santos, I think I will join it. Then Sunday the 9th, I will go and do the GPXing for the second half of the route. Then I will sit back and do more miles and more riding at odd times of the day.

Folks, the Cut offs are gone. So prepare, get some gear, strategize take some practice runs and make it so you go out there and accomplish your goals.

Anyone can finish this ride. The question is, how long will it take you??

Laters,

The NaKeD InDiaN

AnD ThEY MaTch Too!

Well, for the longest time was seriously concerned about my shoes. I had a pair of Sidi's that I have been using for years, and they are beat. The Velcro wont even hold anymore. So I bought a pair of Lake's that promised to be good for hike a biking but they turned out to be too big and hurt me more then they helped me.

SO, I found a deal on Some Time Carbon Fiber soled MTB shoes. Played around with measuring tapes and levels and did some test rides and believed that I had nailed the fit.

Wore them Last Sunday while GPXing the CFiTT route and not a single knee pain was had during the whole ride. Comfortable too and lots of power I assumed is being transferred since the sole is Carbon Fiber. To top it all off, they actually match my kit perfectly, almost looks like I purchased them on purpose.

LOL.

Im so relieved that my shoe dilema has been solved.

Laters,

The NaKeD InDiaN

ThuRsDaY's GrIpE

Well,

Indeed all is sunny in my Universe, but there is something I want to vent about this morning.

It has to do with people.

Why do individuals find it so simple to focus on the negative things? There are fictional and historical examples of people who have saved thousands of lives only to be condemned by one ill comment or bad decision.

There is a site a social networking site that I frequent, mainly because I have too much time on my hands and I crave communicative stimulation. Well one particular morning this person posted a comment, I responded. They responded in kind, I spoke my mind, they got bent out of shape.

Eventually, cause I am the type of person that although I am the leader of the church of Honesty I don't really mean any harm, I apologized and deleted my comments and thought that would be the end of it.

Well, THEN, I get a series of text messages from this individuals friend basically giving me the riot act about my comments. So I respond again, in a very apologetic and non confrontational tone, again, thinking it was the end of it. So quick inventory here. I deleted the comments sent a private message to the person I commented on and apologized, and now I apologized to her friend...

WELL THEN, I message this person about a different subject, thanking them for being a good friend, etc, ete... Only to have them respond again about that same freaking subject, about something that happened over a week ago and how it was wrong, and this and this and that.

BUT, being the diplomat again, and frankly starting to get a little perturbed, I still maintained my cool, but at the end I took some jabs back.

And I quote, typed from my mobile device... " i know how u felt about it, and i don't disagree with ur feelings. before we even spoke i deleted the comments and apologized. as honest as i am, its not my intention to hurt people. u are entitled to feel however u want as is the rest of the world. i learned long ago people are free to think and feel whatever they want and try as u may u have no control of it. regardless, i said something I apologized and that's all i can do about it now. If u or anyone else wants to hold on to it, that's up to u. as for me regarding ur friend my conscious is clear cause although as people we all make mistakes, if we make every effort to rectify it, then what else is there. In the grand scheme of things its meaningless. Future reference people make comments i don't like i just hit the delete button i learned long ago not to take things personal. I think we all could learn that at some point." end quote.

Whats the F***ing point??? Now you have made me apologize three times for some silly little jovial comment. In fact, you said that the person didnt ask for my honesty well, I remember what was said and in fact to a point they did. So your going to club me over the head with this and make me continually explain my point? Whats the real issue here? Why cant you let it go? Is it really that serious? Did the world stop spinning? Did the universe collapse because of some stupid comment on a social networking site? I mean seriously, get Over it. I got a Mom and I dont need or want another... Or is it more sinister? Do you get some sort of weird joy from feeling like you are superior to another, or making your points over and over again?

When you continually push an issue like this, it makes me want to never speak to you again. As nice as you were and as nice as I have been I see a distinct flaw in your personality. We both know damn well why your friend got bent out of shape and thats because their ego was hurt by my comment.

I feel better now that I got this off my chest.

Have a great Thursday...

My Yoga training is going fantastic and the tiny little baby work out I have been doing made a huge differance Last Sunday. I think maybe its time to kick it up a notch and step up to the plate.

I need to start doing the Meditation CD's I downloaded next.

Remember, Keep the Shred Alive,

Laters,

The NaKeD InDiaN

ThAnKs To ThE GenIUS

Of Ryan Shroeder my partner in Crime with the CFiTT Blog, if you click on the course map tab you can get the GPX file file and you can download and print the ONF map that every rider needs for the day of the event.

GEt to it, get prepared its on you to research and make cue sheets and do all that fun stuff.

start day dreaming about gear, catch the fever,

Laters,

The NaKeD InDiaN

TouR DE WTF!!! IS oVEr!!!

Well folks. I got some news for you.

The Warrior Princess and the Naked Indian have decided to reunite.

I could easily end this post here and leave you with enough to ponder for the day, but NAH, that's boring I plan on giving you more.

I am a life artist. Told a friend that the other day and they required more explanation. So I explainated. It means that whether its in my drawings, my sculpting, my writing, my music, my poetry, my mountain biking, my bike building, my kid raising, my skateboarding, my adventuring, exploring and race promoting, etc, etc... My approach is one of artistic expression and creativity.

I accept that I am a bit eccentric, a bit different than the average bear. These are burdens that I carry in my life and I am the one to be able to handle them. I love the way I live and I live to Love.

Over the past month I have taken my faithful readers on a Journey. And now that everything has come full circle, one wonders. Did Naked Indian just take us on an imaginary soap opera and conducted a social experiment on his readers by giving insight to an event or a made up event and then constantly twist the screws to a climax and then a reconciliation. Or was this all indeed real, did this all really happen.

There are actual people who may know the truth to that last paragraph. Some of my closest most personal friends who actually hang out with me and spend time with me know the reality of my existence as a life artist and know the real answer to this.

I can share with you this, cause I want you to wonder, the bounds of reality and the bounds of illusion and how sometimes, they can actually both be the same thing.

The Warrior Princess does not live with me Anymore and still does not. The rest, I will leave up to you.

Life is but a journey. Blessings are only blessings if you are able to sift threw the madness that our minds create and see them for what they are. Some of us are fortunate enough to know how strong the love we have with our significant others truly is. As humans, we dont ever really know how strong we are till our strength is tested. We don't know how much we can handle till we are given more than we can handle. Your Relationship, may very well be Honky dory and all beautiful, but has it ever been tested. Have you ever been challenged, how far and how strong is your bond, will it snap under the most simplest pressures (toilet seat up), will it crumble under the hardest of strains (feelings of deceit) Or will you eventually discover in your darkest hour, that the sunlight was just right there, over the mountain and behind the clouds and you would have never even bothered climbing back to the top, if you had not had the blessing to be thrown off the top of the mountain to begin with.

Cherish your love folks, believe in it.

Take two of these and shred in the morning,

Laters,

The NaKeD InDiaN

CFiTT news

Day one route GPX file and Info.

Enjoy.

Good luck

The NaKeD InDiaN

CFiTT Leg 1

ReJoiCe, ReVeNgE & ReCoNciLiaTiOn

Wow.

LOL, got to love when I start a post with wow.

There was some powerful medicine done at the spirit tree and it seems all my prayers have been answered.

Love and life is a cruel teacher. Sometimes you don't notice the lesson or don't see it cause your mind is clouded by the emotions and the pain. But, everyone in life is entitled to a second chance especially when choices were made under extreme pressure or confusion. Everything does indeed happen for a reason and when its happening its awful, but after, in moments of clarity you can see the lessons that were being shared. Everyone has been that person who has made the wrong choice or has been the one feeling the pressure of being pulled in a thousand directions.

I got a Metric Ton of advice over the past month and would like to list the top ten things that stuck out:

1. There are no rules.
2. There are no boundaries.
3. Dont let the word Cant in your heart.
4. Feel the pain.
5. Dont be in such a rush all the time.
6. Dont deny what your heart tells you and what the universe shows you.
7. Never take what is not yours.
8. Absence does make the heart grow fonder.
9. True Love does return if you release it.
10. Being 100% honest is easier said, then done, but it should be done regardless, even if the honesty may cause the other person pain.


Sundays Dirty 100 miler, Was Awesome. I never really hurt, no cramps, didn't suffer not even a little bit. Im still a weird bike rider eater though. For example, the first four hours, I didn't eat a thing. But it worked, I didn't bonk, I didn't cramp, I had a flawless ride. Granted Mike Kanning and Rob Roberts were always a couple of minutes up the road from me, but from the beginning I had agreed that I was going to ride my pace and no one else, I took the opportunity to do a trial run.

The entire day I had a smile on my face and only the last mile or so was bothered, but that was being born out of anxiousness than any real physical pain. For the first time in a long time I felt Bulletproof, and it was an awesome feeling.

I feel good today. A little sleep deprived still, and consequently a little buzzed from the lack of sleep. But If I plan to do well at the CFiTT, the win will go to the one who can ride the longest with the little amount of sleep. So let's call this practice....

Have a great Tuesday folks, make this day your best day ever,

The NaKeD InDiaN

Important CFITT UPDATE

Prospective CFiTT Competitors:

I have some good news.

We are removing the time restrictions for the race. In fact, as long as it takes you is a long as it takes.

Scoring is going to be worked out, but rest assured you will need a camera and a cell phone to be able to compete and get scored.

The bad news is that we mapped out the first 100 miles yesterday and it was Challenging. In fact, I expect in the first 15 miles someone to drop out and then the next 85 miles someone will drop out. And then by the time you reach Santos, everyone is gonna wanna stop. I see only the most elite athletes in the world being able to continue after you ride all the stuff we ride in the ONF. Its a tough course and I have some serious warnings that you need to consider. IF you think I am trying to scare you off, your right I am.

What I dont want is people to have any false hope or pretenses. This is truly a dirty event, as dirty as any of the Hundies that you find around the nation. The accumulated climbing from day one will have many competitors camping early. Its going to be a ball buster and every bit harder than you imagined it would be. It presents and requires you to have a combination of skills that some of you may simply not posses. I recommend you have a good escape route planned as this is a self supported race bound by the honor code and if you DNF you may want to have a friend on stand by to come retrieve you.

I want only the people who feel that they are up too and want this challenge to participate in this race. If you are questioning your abilities, I encourage you to stay home. There is no fee for this time trial, I am not profiting from it financially, so I have no problem telling people stay home, this is probably too hard for you.

DO NOT RIDE A CROSS BIKE AND JOIN THIS EVENT FULLY PREPARED FOR ANYTHING.

That is all,

thanks,

The NaKeD InDiaN

I ChECkEd ANd It DoEs STiNk...

Humble pie.

Its what I have been eating for a month now.

I am a super confident, strong and happy guy, and for a month I have been the exact opposite. Most of us already know about what happened and I don't even want to recap as I am trying to hard to forget.

Honestly, I am a hopeless Romantic. I enjoy the joy that comes out of taking care of a woman that you love and spending time with them and entertaining them. But after the past 4 years and one month I am left wondering, if I ever want to go down that road again and experience the feelings I have been feeling.

Am I destined to roam this planet a loveless zombie, sleeping with hot sexy girl after hot sexy girl, never finding the one I want to commit and be with. Or do I venture head long again into Love and hope that I don't end up F***ED all over again.

Decisions, decisions.

Fellas. Ya I'm talking to the Fellas. If you love your wife, girlfriend, significant other, do this for me tonight. Take her to BED and treat her right! Worship her Flesh like its the last time you will ever see her. Take her higher then she has ever been and give her the gift that is you, like this is your last day in physical existence. Appreciate her every curve, her every inch of flesh from head to toe. Taste her nature and her beauty and soak it all in. Cause if your still with a lady and your still in Love and you still feel its real, you at least owe her and yourself that much. Make this Friday, wifey, girlfriend, main squeeze appreciation night.

Do it for the one that doesn't know if he will ever get to feel that deep soulful love ever again!

Enjoy,

Laters,

The NaKeD InDian

The Blog Is UP and Running Thanks to Ryan Shroeder!!!

I got a blog just for the race now... check it out....

Thanks,

ThE NaKed InDian

http://crossfloridaindividualtimetrial.blogspot.com/

ThiS WeeKenD

Kinda excited I guess. Looking forward to hanging with friends and getting in a super long day on Sunday. Got to start thinking about food for the ride, ugghhhh, I hate thinking about food. Why cant I just not eat. That plan has not worked in the past so I dont plan on following threw with that.

Saturday will be spent, working in the morning, then house chores and basketball in the Afternoon and evening. Then the party begins. Got a couple of riders who are planning to help with Mapping on Sunday that are coming over so that its easier and more practical for the early start that we have pending on Sunday. Should be a good time. My friday night is open however, so I am thinking of maybe trying to ask a friend out to a movie. Go see that Bruno Film everyone is talking about.

Just Saw some pics on Facebook of the Trans Georgia route. I been eye balling this thing for two years now and plan on going and completing it. It looks amazing from what I saw.

As well, all the new interest in the CFiTT has got me kind of worried, I may have to actually "prepare" so I dont get embarassed on my own course. I would love to pull a Matt Lee and beat everyone in my own race, but well see what happens, I am not going to discuss my strategy publicly as it seems that the field is growing and it appears that it will be competitive. CAnt wait.

So Looking forward to the weekends and lots of fun and distractions.

How bout you?

Laters,

The NaKeD InDiaN

DuBBa U OH DuBBa U

Spells Wow.

I just read on the Tour Divide web site and off of bikepacking dot net, that Deanna Adams, the Fixie Rider I admired so much was DQ'd from the Tour Divide race for cutting course. I dont know here side of the story, but damn....

Wow,.... O well right...


The NaKeD InDiaN

TrUSt

Your intuition folks. It speaks volume of truth to you. So often we ignore it. I have all too often ignored my intuition and paid the price.

Your intuition is a tiny little voice in your head that gives you deep insight into a higher level of consciousness. It almost always gives you the right choice and the right answer. The individuals who are more perceptive and attentive to their intuition actually have a name, they are called psychics. Thats right folk, they have no special gift, they just trust and listen to their intuition more.

You would think after 36 years of strolling the planet as a renegade warrior I would of learned to trust my intuition more. And often I do, in crisis mode, this is where I go to to find the strongest source of wisdom and understanding. But, alas, no one is exempt from the trappings of humanity so we ignore this intuition and reason steps in to feed us tons of Bull sh*t.

My advice to everyone on this Wenesday is to listen to your Intuition. I should have, could have would have, are signs that your dwelling in the past. Living in the past is the equivalent to a Ghost roaming hallways repeating the same task over and over again in a manner where they constantly drift back and forth, back and forth.

In other news I may have to take a trip to North Carolina very soon, Although its all business Im excited by the prospect of some solo travel. As well, Im contemplating, maybe making a move in the near future. Colorado sure is looking real sweet to me. New places, new faces, new beginnings.

I think a Shred is in order. Go out and shred that trail for me if you can today, or shred the curb, or shred your desk, or shred some papers... Just go out and devastate...

Laters,

The NaKeD InDiaN

CFiTT news...

Well, all of the sudden there seems to be an increased curiousity about this ride and race. Sunday I am going to go GPX the first half of the route in preparation to get everyone what they need to be ready to race.

There is an inherent need in all of us, to push our limits and adventure further then we ever had before. A need to see another side of the place that we live in.

The route that I have layed out together with Rob Roberts, gives you a glimpse into off road touring that you never thought was possible in the wonderful state of Florida.

I know this is a new idea and a new concept so if anyone is interested and wants to participate and they have questions, I have an open ear and I am ready to answer. I am willing to share my ideas and concepts and experience.

This Sunday, Paisley MTB trailhead 7am, we are rolling out. If you want to join, just be there, but I tell you this. There will be single track, there will be road, there will be long climbs and there will be some beautiful sights to behold as we roll about 120 miles or less into Santos.

Come join the fun, challenge yourself, once the route is realeased its open to be enjoyed and toured at anytime by anyone.

Enjoy the fruits of my labor!

Thanks,

The NaKeD InDiaN

BBBT

Beeer Bomb Bike tour

ThE GIFt AND ThE CuRse: CaSe ClOSed

This day was chock full of ceremony and symbolism. Its funny how as it happens you dont see the ceremony or notice the symbolism, but when you sit back and reflect it becomes all too clear.

Where we last left off, the Indian, had a mission to return a coin that he picked up off the ground at the Famous Spirit Tree in Croom. Today was the day for him to return the coin and rid himself of the curse that followed.

The day started at 430am, I could barely get out of bed, I was just so so tired, that I ended up snoozing my alarm till about 530 am and then heading out Late as always. I was super cautious on the drive as I knew I was making the final drive to be rid of this ill fortune that has plagued me since June 1st.

I arrived safely, and saw that Bill Hoover was indeed in the house as he had promised he would be. That's when the Ceremony began, as I took time to recount all the things that happened in the previous month, all the tales of the unusually bad luck I have had. It was a key element in the Ceremony since, It needed to be spoken, Bill was the immediate ears that the story fell upon, but the Universe was ever vigilant as well.

Mike showed up to assist and accompany me to the tree. His plan was an All day Epic, but that was soon cut short as he only came with one shoe. So Flip Flop still joined me on the journey, wearing one cycling shoe on one foot and one flip flop on the other. As we started rolling out, Mike noticed he forgot his Helmet and went back for it, as I was standing there I had noticed that I had mounted the tread on my front tire backwards. IN retrospect this was a fitting thing to do, it gave me a chance to ride forward, yet still move backwards and literally rewind the journey that I took on June 1st to get to the tree.

We made the tree, there was not much talk, I pulled out my portable smudging kit, and burned a mound of sage. I cleaned myself, then pulled out the coin and put it on the ground in about the same exact spot I remember picking up, gently covering it with brush and leaves so that no one else ever makes the mistake I made. While I sat there and blew the pile of sage in the burning shell I said several prayers. Prayers for forgiveness, prayers for humility and humbleness, prayers for awakenings, prayers for safety, prayers for good fortune, prayers for appreciation and emancipation.

I inhaled the sage smoke and stood up to let my prayers be carried into the heavens. Just as I did that I received my first omen that the ceremony was successful as a Black butterfly with white markings danced threw the smoke and came ever so close to landing on me.

Shortly thereafter I walked around and looked for an item that the Bird and I had hung on the tree long ago that the last time I visited I could not find. It was a Dolphin made of Hematite stone. I found it, and rehung it, keeping my prayers and thoughts in my mind.

I grabbed my bag as I made sure every piece of the sage burned, and packed my smudge kit. We got on our bikes and rode away feeling blessed to have finally returned what was not mine to the Spirit tree.

While rolling, I commented to Bill about the Butterfly, then I said to him, are you ready for the rain. And sure enough, not even a 10 seconds after I asked him that question, the rain began, the second omen of a good cleansing of my ill condition. Then I told him, the only way this could be better is if the Taino Spirit of Thunder joined the day, Guatauba, and sure enough, the thunder and lighting began to crack the sky and the rain began to come down harder and my legs began to push the pedals faster as I became one with the power and the energy of the storm, with every stroke ridding myself of this Ungodly curse that had befallen me.

Before I knew it we were back at the lot, I was wishing I could have pedaled more, the first time in a week or more I had made that wish. WE hid under a small cover as the storm raged on for another thirty minutes and LIghtning cracked menancingly all around us. The storm got pretty intense, and the weather turned cool, knowing that it would rain, I pulled out my jacket and put it on as I waited the storm out comfortably.

The storm stopped, the ceremony was complete and I was now free of this wreched curse.

Never again, will I remove something from around that Spirit Tree. Never again will I take from that place even though It appeared that it was not attached to any particular memorial, apparently I was wrong.

I do however pray that the prayers I said this day come true and the blessings that I asked for befall all those I directed them too.

This mission is now accomplished and I am ready to move on.


Laters,

The NaKed InDiaN

ThE BiZZneZZ

At the risk of offending anyone I will type a disclaimer at the heading of this next post:

This post expresses the beliefs of this particular Indian. It is not implied to impose or encourage anyone to believe what I believe it is only my beliefs and my opinions and feelings, I dont want to hear not a single comment regarding how you dont believe this, and if you do put one up I will track back your I.P. address and challenge you to a fight in the Octagon, win or lose, I will at least give you a black eye and or break your ankle or arm.


So, I have had a significant string of bad luck lately. It aint stopping neither. Yes, Warrior Princess moving out was bad luck, but there were many circumstances involved in that, and it is not a particular incident that I consider to be a part of my current string of bad luck.

June 1st or so I went with W.P. to Croom. We met up with Catman. We took a ride, to the Spirit Tree and toured the whole place. At the Spirit Tree while walking around, I found a coin on the ground. It was not attached to any particular memorial, it was just a coin on the ground. I picked it up and decided I would care take it, since indeed it was not attached to any particular memorial.

WELL, Fast forward to now and I believe I have picked up a curse with this coin and have every intention of returning it this saturday. Matter of fact I did not realize the connection till at the end of my road trip, when the coin popped up out of anywhere as I was reflecting on why I had so much bad luck lately. The bad luck started immediately as well, I could give you a long list of things that have been bad that normally dont happen that Have happened since I have possessed this coin, but I wont get into it. Let's just say not even a couple of hours after having the coin, I broke my chain, something I hardly ever do. And then it all went downhill from there.

Now I am left wondering the best possible method to return the coin, try to put it back on the grouund, put it up in the tree, maybe a little bit of smudging ceremony and some of Feathers from my medicine bundle, I am not quite sure on what ceremony I will use to return it, only sure that it has to be returned ASAP.

On a lighter note.... I realized yesterday, that I am 36 turning 37 this year. I thought I was 37 turning 38, now thats freaking hilarious. I bet you can even Ask W.P. How old I am and she wont even get it right since I even had it wrong... LMAO, life is funny at times.

Now if anyone has any ideas on the ceremony I should do to return the coin, I am ALL ears. I may even type up a warning note and post it on the TREE, do not by any circumstances remove any items that may be attached to a memorial whether its obvious or not that they are from this area, even if they are not hanging or have fallen, just leave them be, bad luck may follow....

who knows, feedback??

Laters,

The NaKeD InDiaN

ThaNkS! KoaCh KaRLoS STriKeS AgAin

I received a message today and without anyone's expressed permission I am going to share it with everyone.

The names have been left out to protect the kind:

Karlos...Hopefully you will be checking these PM's. I havnt seen you on the Swamp sight so I thought I'd drop you a line. I have read many of your blogs. I can relate to alot you are going through. Rather than harp on that I want to thank you. You dont even know me. You have taught me how to build a bike for my son, encouraged me to get him out with me....hell you even offered to give me some shoes for him...again you dont even know me......As my (very spiritual wife) would say we all are connected and you get back what you put in. My son is now riding the blue trails at Boyette. I have had some of the best times as father and son with him in the past two weeks...on the bike YOU encouraged me to build. I was going to try and ride with you saturday...I want to see the spirit tree...but I broke two ribs today....WTF did I do wrong with the Karma thing?
Anyway...I hope I get to give you the opportunity to kick my ass on the bike some day.
peace.


Dear Kind Sir,

I found your note to be very touching indeed and its the bright spot of my day so far.

Email me at Nakedindian99 at aol dot com and I will gladly send you a free copy of "You dont have to crash" maybe that will help give you some info on how not to bounce of them trees.

Thanks so much for real, I appreciate it, and definetely I am always down to kick the ass of somebody on some trail, just let me get my fixie back up and running so it can be more significant.(kidding of course)

Anytime anywhere, we can ride,

ShREd,

The NaKeD InDiaN

20 In 20 OuT

So, since the Walkabout I hadnt touched the bike. By touched I mean ridden, I been wrenching alot lately all part of project keep my brain busy. I decided to put some skinny road tires on my Salsa Mamasita 29er and ride home from work.

I am an Instructor for a company and I teach all day long. I sent my students out in the field for a task expecting them to return by midday only to have them return with 1.5 hours of class time left, so I sent them home, packed up, left work early into the sun on my bike.

You got to love a 29er and the verstatility it offers when it comes to tinkering, I absolutely love to tinker with my bikes and this wheel size I believe gives you the most option. Road tires on an MTB is FAST, LOL.

I will be the first to admit, at times, I eat emotionally. I decided on the way home I would stop and get a couple of slices of New York style pizza. So I stop in, buy some slices, wait for them to come out, eat them up and then continue on my way home. I could see dark clouds looming over my shoulder and all that balled up food in my stomach made it hard for me to stand and crank without feeling a lil ill.

Regardless, I made it home in good time, before any storms caught me. I got changed and decided to take a nap, since for the past three nights I have been waking up at 3am and have tossed and turned till my alarm went off.

Took a nap, cooked dinner, watched wipe out and japanese game show with my skinny boy, then after watching the last hour of the tour I went to bed.

Got up at 430am to ride back into work today. The ride in, felt like TRAINING, LOL. AS I was hammering and hammering the whole way to make sure I made it to work on time by 630 am. It was hard though cause at that time in the morning there is no time to eat so I had to ride them 20 miles on an empty stomach. When I would exceed my effort limits I could feel the hunger pangs in my stomach demand that I back down, it was amusing.

A nice good ride, 40 miles in a lil over 2 hours of total ride time, not bad for a Wenesday to a Thursday.

I may ride home tonight, Im still tossing it around, but definetely a great way to end and start the day...


Laters,

The NaKeD InDiaN

NeW HoRiZonS

I am finding it increasingly difficult to Occupy my mind lately.

So yesterday I spent sometime researching. Found a site that talked about the top 10 ways to quiet your mind. Although I read it and it was helpful I cant seem to find the article on Google now, even though I found it on my mobile device.

Anyhow, I have always heard about Transcendental Meditation and have always been very curious about it, and I started researching that last night. Even scored a 4 cd disc series that I could listen too that allegedly teaches you the process. From what I read on the actual certified TM site, its better to take the class with personal instruction, although its somewhat pricey.

If you cant tell, I am doing my best to find things to make myself even better. Take myself to the NEXT level. Discover and explore new things that have nothing to do with my body, I think I have done a good measure of that already, be it with physical challenges or sexual escapades.

As well, I want to get into YOGA but want to find a class, and they all seem to be pricey and I would not even know the first thing on how to shop for a good yoga class. What I would eventually like to do is be as good at Yoga as I am at Cycling, only because for YEARS my body has been telling me to do it and I have been ignoring it.

I am not going to ignore much anymore. I think as people sometimes we ignore our intuition too much and we take too many things for granted. I am going to do my best to not do either of them anymore.

Do you believe in LUCK? How bout Karma? To me its pretty much the same thing. And looking back, I seem to be able to trace my current string of misfortune to one single event. That is an event I intend to rectify!

Ok, enough chit, chat, back to the task of distracting my mind,

Laters,

The NaKeD InDiaN

I goT SpiRiT Tree BusIneSS to HanDlE

Good Day All,

This coming Saturday I will be at the Tucker Hill Trailhead to do the entire yellow loop and make a stop at the Spirit Tree. There is something I need to drop off. I have resolved to do this ride alone, but would love company.

Will be rolling at 730 to 8am, your welcome to join.


thanks,

The NaKeD InDiaN

TenTaTive DatE BikEpaCkinG TriP All Are WelcOme

Ok, so I have decided, July 25 & 26 we are gonna roll and do the route.

Goal is to Start at paisley at the beginning of the CFiTT route, ride to Silver Glenn, eat lunch take a dip, cruise on, to eventually reach Santos for Camping and Drinks. Sunday Morning, we Ride on to Croom. This will get us the official route GPS'd so I can submit the GPX file to the racers who are doing the Cross Florida Time Trial.

All are welcome, Bring your own camping gear or make your own arrangements, meaning you can either bike pack it, or just have someone shuttle your stuff to Santos.

Who's interested? Let me know ASAP so we can Start planning.

This is Tentative, based on me finding someone to join me mostly...LOL

Laters,

The NaKeD InDiaN

TaLk ABouT FURy!!!

Wow, I thought I was amazing doing these little events all Fixie and doing some bikepacking fixie, well, Deanna Adams, became the first person to complete the Entire Tour Divide Route on a Fixed Gear Bike.

I am inspired by her effort, her tenacity, her attitude and her achievements.

When I grow up, if I ever grow up, I want to be like her.

And not only does she have a great attitude after listening to her talk off and on for 31 days, but she is a cute young lady as well, My hats off to you, I hope one day to find the strength and power you already posses.

The NaKeD InDiaN

Important CFITT UPDATE: Date MovEd to OcToBer 10th, 2009

Another CFiTT update guys, an email will be going out to all who expressed interest.

A good buddy of mines is getting married that day so I have pushed the big day back a week. Should be a good move, gives the weather more time to cooperate.


thanks,

The NaKeD InDiaN

InSults, InJurY and IGnoRance

I'm sure everyone at some point has heard the phrase insult to injury.

I think that's been my mantra for the past 24 hours.

I assume as well, that everyone knows what that means.

If not I will take a moment to explain as I understand it.

Insult to injury is when your already down, and someone goes on about kicking you while you are down.

Sometimes individuals are so absorbed in their universes that they don't even realize that they are doing it. They don't even realize that they are being insulting. They may not even realize that they have been insulting, thus I guess threw ignorance, they add insult to injury and have no knowledge of it. Sometimes, its electronically done and the individual is not even aware that another person could have seen or read the comment that they found insulting.

No matter what the reality of a situation may have been, Is it true that perception is reality, meaning, even if there is another side to the story, if thats the way a person sees it as real, does it indeed make it real for them?

I had lots of questions answered over the past couple of days and just as many questions have come up in my mind.

One in particular in the past 24 hours has been pride.

How much does one value this feeling? How much does one place anything of merit in this feeling when its based on self imposed standards?

We are the possesosrs and controllers of our mind and our emotions, yet at times many individuals lose control of one or both on a regular basis or basically have no control at all.

Some individuals are trapped by their emotions and their minds and never have enough of a moment of clarity to emancipate themselves from the mental slavery. Some are only temporarily guilty of this, while others, spend their life living this nightmare and then spread their poison as they see fit, using their own mind as the measuring stick for righteousness as they plow along blindly threw their existence. Creating and destroying as they see fit.

Intention is another thing I have been thinking about alot lately as well. The word keeps popping in my head. When reflecting, do you look at someones actions or their words. Do those two things necessarily coincide, do they exist together, is it a guarantee. Do the actions have to match the intentions, do the intentions have to match the actions?

Take all emotion out of something and look at the actions, when do you sit back and say, man, I need to take a hint???

Laters,

The NaKeD InDiaN

RoaD TrIp Back HomE AgaIn

This week off I took to recalibrate and rediscover and reconnect, did exactly what I wanted it to do. I am now refocused, recharged and ready to carry on.

The NaKed InDiaN

RoaD TriP 5

She is Marg for Margarita..

RoAd TrIP 4

White Sands 3.55 Mile Skate. Ok so far.

RoAd TrIp 3

Skate Packing to the beach boiiiii!

CFiTT news...

Please pass this around and announce to all who are interested.

We will be setting up a date to tour the route for the purpose of obtaining a good GPS file for the racers.

I have chosen to LINE UP and do head to head battle on the 3rd of October but everyone, racers and non racers alike are invited to join in.

On one Saturday or Sunday we will do Paisley to Santos, then the following weekend do Santos to Croom.

If anyone is interested in touring the route, email me at Nakedindian99 at aol dot com and I will keep you posted on the actual date, should be soon.

thanks,

The NaKeD InDiaN

Road TriP 2

Last night was fun. I have to admit that emotions will make us think and feel certain things that are not necessarily real. I dont think God hates me. As the days pass, I see more and more the wisdom that was communicated to me on my walkabout, slowly the messages are becoming clearer. Lesson one, I am a unique and powerful individual, I need to accept that.

The NaKed InDiaN

RoAd TrIp

And He's Off

The NaKed InDiaN

LeSSOnS FrOm ThE EdGE

"Ya... Don't push me cause I'm Close to the Edge, I'm trying not to lose my head...."

I had a List Monday morning comparable to a NASA launch check list that needed to get done and it took a whopping amount of time to do it. Finally I was ready, but Frankly I was upset by how the skies looked and dreaded the thought of rolling out there and getting drenched and having to hope my gear would keep the water out.

I got one small rain storm and I managed to roll into the super market and wait 5 min and it was gone, didn't even get wet, but the threat was looming and it was something I was considering carefully. I didn't want to get caught in a storm in the middle of the forest if I didn't have too.

I got to Seminole Forest and I was already thinking about food. I just am pretty sure that I don't eat enough. I just don't, I guess I'm an idiot. I thought, all I had today was breakfast? How many calories do I need, how many hours will I be out here, I didn't even think. I was NOW while in the middle of the first forest section starting to contemplate it. Ok. I had bought a bag of Almond Clusters I usually love them but they tasted Blah this time to me.

So as I am rolling Threw the Seminole forest I notice that everything is a mess. I'm riding threw standing puddles that if I was on a 26er would have been hub deep, the ground is mushy and loamy and soft, and its over grown and there are more downed trees then the last time I came threw here in spring, all momentum robbers for sure.

I pop out of the Forest, drink, and start mentally preparing myself for the Maggie Jones section. The first time I rode it, it was an ass kicker, I was on my cross and it was traction issues and wash boarded, a real battle. The second time I rode it I was with the Bird and we had tried to follow single track over to that spot, with no success, ended up lost, then ended up on Maggie Jones where the Bird started Schooling me. This time though I did it pretty quick and made Paisley MTB trail head before dark.

Refueled, strapped on the lights, took a deep breath and started my 17 mile or so single track ride to Big Buck. This section of the woods that I call the Alexander Springs section, has kicked me in the ass more then I have kicked in the ass, so I took a page from other riders books and took it easy. I had to anyways, the trail was a mess, over grown, loamy, wet, standing water, trees down, you name it.

I was watching my GPS counting down the alleged miles to be out that thing. I had already started contemplating taking an alternate route for this day and then just cutting across the forest on NFR595 over to Santos the Next day cause of how conditions were. It was slow going and not very fun.

I hit a boardwalk, and instantly crash. It was slick as ice, while I laid there in PAIN, I slowly regained my footing and picked up the bike gave everything a once over and started walking. Even walking was dangerous, at times I would stop my forward motion but the slickness kept me moving forward a couple of inches. I finally get off of there, my hip and my shin are in pain, but I keep moving, eventually I can feel that I am in FULL BONK MODE. As I got onto the road, I felt really nauseous and started dry heaving??WTF??? I think, OK, what time is it, 11pm, nope that store wont be open. Ok, Imma hit Alexander springs and see what I can do there. OF course, the gate was locked, but I zig zagged past it went inside found a bathroom and started cooking.

The Mosquitos were on me as soon as I got there, and my bug spray was like seasoning for them, they did not care. No Natural Bug spray was going to keep them off, maybe some deet would of did the trick. I got my food going quick. Started eating, and then about 5 spoon fulls in, I threw it all back up. Fantastic, its the Big O all over again. After throwing up for a good 5 minutes, I decided I'm going to hijack a campsite, take a shower and sleep till 5am and then pedal home, I'm over this crap, I am not having ANY fun and all this ride was doing was rehashing memories of how terribly lonely I have been lately.

I shower, I put up my hammock, I lay in there. The mosquitoes are just outside my hammock making such a racket that I cant sleep. I'm exhausted, but I cant sleep, I'm pretty sure this is not a good thing at all. My stomach is empty, and I cant sleep, don't people die in these conditions?? Anyhow, I somehow fall asleep for an hour, I know it was an hour cause I kept checking the clock. Finally I decide, well let me see if I can find a vending machine, maybe a snack and a coke.(I know its not primal but I am in survival mode here)

I roll out, it felt kinda good to be moving and not hearing the annoying sound of skeeters. I rolled all over that place and found nothing, came back to camp and decided that my situation was desperate and I needed to start chipping away at the 50 to 60 road miles I was gonna have to do to get home.

50 to 60 miles is not really a big deal, BUT it is a big deal when your stomach is empty and you have not slept, at least at the moment it was to me. I figured if I do get tired maybe it will be daylight and the mosquito's will be gone and I can put up my hammock and sleep for a little and just keep going till I get home.

I take off, I have no Idea how far it is to Astor Park but I know its gonna be there. I keep riding and eventually I reach Astor park, I'm hooting and hollering, singing my music at the top of the lungs, typical stuff someone does that's riding bike at 4 something in the morning.

I start seeing the flashing light that tells people to slow down, I am at the moment on SR40. I then see the beautiful green sign that signifies BP, and I roll into that sucker celebrating like I just found an Oasis in the middle of the desert. I park the bike, look for my lock and discover I left it back at Alexander springs. O well.... I go in, and make a list, I bought a Large Gatorade, a bag of cool ranch Doritos's(been over a year since I had these) and a snickers bar.

I sat on the bench out front and ate them, slowly, savoring every morsel of all my food. This is when the guy came out and talked to me about the bike, and the cop showed up, and then eventually after refueling on ICE and WATER, I took off again. Barberville, 10 miles to go.

Along the way to Barberville, I saw another owl on a street sign, as he took off from the street sign, the name of the street on the sign was "BIRD". Then when I reached BArberville which felt great by the way, and that's when I saw the Ram. The Bird, is an Aries...Sigh....

Anyhow, I turn towards Deleon Springs 7 miles till I can grab some breakfast at the Mcdonalds. I start making my way up the final climb towards Mcdonalds, when I can feel my rear giving the unmistakable shift of a flat. I decide to just walk to the place. I walk there, get there, have a BACON EGG AND CHEESE BAGLE and a Medium Iced Coffee, cream only. I eat that up, sip my drink, while I fix the bike, get it going, start rolling a mile or two later its flat, I grab a spare tube it wont even pump up, I try and patch it, it had two huge gashes in it, I guess from rolling against tools. Mental note, check your tubes before epics or keep them separate from your tools in your emergency pouch. I take out the one that flatted and try to patch that, and after two hours of sitting there trying to make something happen, I give up, pack up and load myself onto the bus. Thank god for the bus.

It was a pleasant enough air condition ride on the bus home. I really wanted to make it and I estimate I had about 17 miles to go.

Got home, put the bike in the garage, and just laid in bed and slept. I was an emotional mess by the time I got home.

Its like I have noticed, that locally, around here, I have no friends. I have no one to hang out with, I have friends all the way on the other side of the state and all over the place, but no one here locally. Things would be alot easier I figure if I had someone to help me be distracted, when Paloma moved out, my best friend moved out.

Laters,

ThE NaKeD InDiAn

WaLkAbout: The LosEr

See my face,see the bus. Im a loser.

WalkaBout: and the BeAt goEs On!

All my spare tubes have holes and my patch skills suck. If this thing dont hold air, Im have to take the bus home. Yes Im sure now God hates me, thanks!

WalKabouT: Make that a double!

Dear God,
Why do you hate me?
Its not enough that I have been threw so much in the past month, not enough all the things I HAVE ENDURED in the past twenty four hours, but now a second flat on the same tire....

I demand to know why you hate me.....

WAlKabOut: WTF???

I must look destitute and desperate as some random lady just came up to give me flat repair advice...WTF!

WaLkAbout: The NaiL in the CoffIn

Not even tubeless would of stopped that.

WalKabOut: w.e.

Ok. sure. whatever.

waLkaBout: In deep

Im not superstitious but....

WalkAboUt: ReFlections in front of the Oasis

You want to know what I have reflected on today after all thid ridiculousness..

I used to be constantly happy with brief moments of misreableness.

Now Im constantly misreable with brief moments of hapiness...

Life's a Joke.

wAlKaboUt: PolIce?

He's not Harrassin, he's on the Clock!! YiPeEEEE

WalkAbout: Losing It...Does this guy ever shut up...

Dont you Love it when at 5 something A.M. in the morning after little to no sleep some complete stranger starts telling you how cool your bike is. Dear Sir, sorry im not enthused, I am angry and tired, and I hate that cool as bike right now.

WalKabout: Animalia Roll Call

So Imma eat and then keep rolling. Animalia roll call: 3 coons, 1 owl, 9 deer, 1 fox, 1 armadillo, one cool ass Moth.

ThE WaLkaBouT: The MuTharTrucKin SaGa ContinuEs

What the heck ever... Is theFUn gonna stop. ...

ThE WaLkAbout: Drama continues

Its 4:07 am and im leaving. Screw this.

WaLkaBouT upDate: I found HeLL FolKs

I think... That If when I passed on to the afterlife and the creator saw fit to punish me for something, if he put me in a place where I can hear a swarm of mosquitos at my ears all the time, that would be pretty HeLLacious. At the moment, I am wide awake, Im tired and want to sleep, but cant.

Hammock Camping is awesome. Just not right this minute. Its the equivalent of being in a shark cage in the middle of a feeding frenzy.. Sure your not getting bit, but who the heck can sleep with all that noise and commotion..

WaLkAboUt UpdAtE: the end???

In life sometimes things happen... They happen to everyone. Right now, Im not really finding what Im looking for on this walkabout. Instead of waiting four days and hoping it manifest Imma pedal my way home in the morning and cut the trip short, think of another way to find what I am searching for.. Point Blank for the first time in my life the pedals are bringing me more emotional pain the emotional escape.

Just took a massive ass kicking by the trail. Stopped at Alexander Springs to eat, not feeling so good. Need some warm food.

WalKabout UPdatE: PAisLey MTb TrAil Head

Update before dark time starts.

WalkAbout Update : Maggie Jones

almost to paisley.

WaLkaBout Update Seminole shelter

The Drama builds... How wet will I get??

walkabout: crossing to sanford

Update, listen, I need intel

updates on the fly

WaLkAbout Tour: Start Homebase

Let the Game begin!

GoInG On WaLkAbOuT!

Well I decided Monday I am undertaking a ridiculous journey. Gonna give my self four days to do it.
All other details will come later. Check blog for rolling updates.

The NaKeD InDiAn

WaNtS, InTeReSt and NEeDs.....

Well, Going to Georgia this weekend is out of the question. I am just not gonna have the time to make it out there.

The TWO TREE tour may not happen.

I have not been invited anywhere and I got a week of of Mental Health Break Starting Tomorrow after End of Business.

A week to realign my Chakra and seek some peace amongst all my recent Chaos. A week to do not much or very little in terms of grown people work.

A week to just BE with just ME.

Anyhow, usually I am like Mr. Planning, but I got nothing. I have no real ideas and no real plans, I guess I should think about it. But I dont know...Gosh Im so blah right now its pathetic, I am not my usual self at all.

Maybe if I was a drinker I could go drown myself in Alcohol and put myself into a small coma for a couple of days.

Maybe if I was rich I could jump onto a plane and fly off to a far off place for a week, I hear Costa Rica is pretty rad.

Maybe go back to Puerto Rico and Recharge in my mother land.

Limitless Ideas, limited possibilities and funds.

Laters,

The NaKeD InDiaN

O Ya, I am A ChiCk MaGnET

Dear Pleasantly Plump women,

Although I am indeed newly single. Please, give me some time to grieve and recover from my loss. I am currently not taking any applications for TEAM NAKED INDIAN, and the there is no sure fire Dead line for when I will start taking applications.
I have heard that Bigger chicks do more stuff, but I'm just not in a safe mental place right now to give you the attention you deserve and or need.
Yes I am talking to you CVS counter girl and you Wal Mart Counter girl, I am free, but not interested in dating at this time.
And the emails and pix have to stop ladies, can you just give me some time to recover, just a little bit of time, a month or two, I know your just wanting to scoop me up with your pleasantly plump greedy little hands, but I need time.

Thanks for your support,

The NaKeD InDian