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When I was a teenager in middle school, I started a bucket list of crazy things I wanted to do before I pass. Hike the John Muir Trail, ride my bike across the country, do an Ironman… With the COVID-19 pandemic shutting down a lot…

Dominican Republic Days 1-4 By Bradley Wiggs When you pack your bag for a multi-week international bike race, there are lots of things you have to remember. A bike may be the most important thing, but it doesn’t work well without pedals. Guest rider Cameron…

This post was written by one of our latest additions to the team, Bradley Wiggs. Enjoy! – Phil With an entire season of racing quickly approaching, the Voler Factory team camp was the first chance for me to meet my teammates for the coming year.…

By Colin Patterson Locked and loaded after a successful Rum Punch Picnic we were ready for the final stage of Tour of Tobago. Preparing ourselves for 75 miles with 10k of climbing we moseyed ourselves to the start in Scarborough for the earliest start yet.…

The end of the season in America signals the start of of racing in Latin America and the Caribbean. With our bike cases and bags packed, we embarked on the journey to the South American islands of Trinidad and Tobago. After a rough day or…

This photo from yesterday hopefully captures some of the most suffering I have ever experienced on a ride. Phil told @coolin815 and I that we should do some unofficial mtb race out of Muir beach that was long and had around 8k feet of climbing.…

Written by Colin Patterson Usually October is considered the offseason for bike racers. A time when we get sit indoors and watch movies or cruise around town on an easy spin. But this October, we are doing just the opposite. After a hard crash forced…

I sit on the back of a motorcycle-taxi and grip the driver’s hips with my thighs as we zoom through the lamp-lit streets of Kigali. We weave in between cars and dodge other motorcycles as we go on my way to dinner with my teammates.…

THE CONTEXT: It’s been a little under a week since I completed my first Copperopolis, and I’m still managing to find tiny little asphalt bits in places I didn’t even know existed. I guess that’s why they call it asphalt. Get it? Because it gets…

You know how in life and bike racing you always have a plan and it always falls apart completely and the script gets flipped upside down? For the first time this year, we had a plan, stuck to it, and everything, strangely, clicked into place…