Whitefish, Montana, which is very close to Canada, eh...along with my beautiful and talented wife, Allison, and two dirt princesses (Francesca 11, Eva 9).
But I am most at home:
Mountain biking along the ridges defining the skyline of Northwest Montana. Good ole' technical singletrack with views of Glacier National Park. These include the Swan, Whitefish and Salish ranges...especially around the Ten Lakes area, where access is a heated issue. But I have to say, when I ride there, I seldom see another soul outside of our crew. I'm also a huge fan of Spring road riding in Glacier NP before it opens up to cars, and exploring the endless dirt roads on my vintage Sycip.
I pay my bills by:
Hocking my artwork ( www.petethomascreative.com ), doing design work and consulting for clients, writing a bit and serving as a marketing director for a local tech startup ( www.neuro-id.com ). Most of my client work centers around the outdoors.
I never leave home without:
My iPhone. Hate to say it, but it's true. Mostly because it's my camera, too
My three favorite pieces of Kitsbow kit are:
The new Adjustable Short, The Wind Jacket and the Icon Shirt.
I love them because:
The Adjustable Short: It's a do everything, wear anywhere short, with technical chops way ahead of the pack, yet stylish enough to wear to work, or even a Montana wedding. Perfect weight, subtle stretch, pockets where they need to be and they just feel great.
The Wind Jacket: The perfect little piece always have with me, in almost any season. I've worn it in snow storms in Glacier, and short lived squalls in the middle of summer. It's a versatile piece that weighs next-to-nothing and squishes down to the size of an apple.
The Icon shirt: A perfect blend of style and performance. I love my old Pendletons, but this take on the classic, especially the snaps, the vents and the reinforced areas...turns it into a beast of a shirt with looks and details to impress even the most discerning.
You see this scar? I got this when I:
You know, the one outside of my right eye, up in my scalp, across my nose and across my left wrist? I got this when I did a late night trip-to-superman-dive over a pile of drying ski boots into our front glass door. There's more to the story, of course. All you need to know is that there was a girl involved.
The closest I ever came to dying was:
Probably a day skiing the Haute Route outside of Chamonix, when we were caught by three avalanches in a day. Fortunately, no serious injuries. But with lots of lost gear and deteriorating conditions, we had to heli out of there pronto.
The closest I’ve been to complete and profound enlightenment was:
In Nelson, British Columbia. And while the trails were spectacular, it was the post-ride shenanigans that elevated my spirit into otherworldly levels.
My favorite place to ride (that I am willing to tell you about) is:
Revelstoke, high alpine riding.
My favorite secret spot is:
A time warp loop of gravel, where you are required to wear only wool, ride only steel, tighten your pedal straps and ride through another era, mixing vino rosa with tales of nostalgia, between flat tires.
If I ever won an Oscar, my 10-word speech would go like this:
Thank you everyone, especially my parents. Have a good time, all the time, and be excellent to everyone.
Lastly, shout out to:
Flathead Area Mountain Bikers ( www.flatheadamb.org) - Our local community non-profit organization for mountain bikers. Trail advocates in every way, and clinics for kids and women-specific ones, too.