Darren Markland
@drdagly.bsky.social
Intensive care doc, nephrologist, bamboo bike frame builder, active transportation advocate, barista bike rider and general humanist.
Joy and concentration. 😂♥️
August 6, 2025 at 5:26 PM
Joy and concentration. 😂♥️
This encapsulates a profound shared joy. This week we spent 23 hrs in the saddle, climbing 7395m and ripping 271 km of the finest single track BC had to offer. Trials cement friendships, and trails keep us coming back for more. Canada is majestic as it is noble.
July 7, 2025 at 1:30 AM
This encapsulates a profound shared joy. This week we spent 23 hrs in the saddle, climbing 7395m and ripping 271 km of the finest single track BC had to offer. Trials cement friendships, and trails keep us coming back for more. Canada is majestic as it is noble.
Day 4 of racing on the island. Nanaimo is a gem.
July 4, 2025 at 2:16 AM
Day 4 of racing on the island. Nanaimo is a gem.
Riding the park was pure adrenaline. This is zen. Even the climbs were relaxing. 🥰
June 28, 2025 at 5:57 PM
Riding the park was pure adrenaline. This is zen. Even the climbs were relaxing. 🥰
I’m off to go race mountain bikes!
June 21, 2025 at 3:43 PM
I’m off to go race mountain bikes!
What is the mountain bike equivalent of stumbling into beauty?
June 9, 2025 at 2:59 PM
What is the mountain bike equivalent of stumbling into beauty?
Thank you, I was sad to miss it, but I swung my hoping to have seen you there.
May 23, 2025 at 6:58 PM
Thank you, I was sad to miss it, but I swung my hoping to have seen you there.
Mist rolls into the valley, healing a chafed earth, and though I am lost in my thoughts, I can find myself in this perfect moment. The sun has marked safe passage through another year.
May 23, 2025 at 1:40 PM
Mist rolls into the valley, healing a chafed earth, and though I am lost in my thoughts, I can find myself in this perfect moment. The sun has marked safe passage through another year.
I’m taking a hiatus. Receding into a more ethical darkness. I have become self sufficient out here, and am trying to balance my time away from the angry anonymous voices. I will return.
May 18, 2025 at 4:29 AM
I’m taking a hiatus. Receding into a more ethical darkness. I have become self sufficient out here, and am trying to balance my time away from the angry anonymous voices. I will return.
Making coffee for these AM gems. @willygrant.bsky.social and @slashgraphics.com lighting up my day, with a subtle plug for the best bakery in town. @sugaredandiced.bsky.social.
Though @uptownone.bsky.social gives them a run for their money. @coffeeoutside.bsky.social
Though @uptownone.bsky.social gives them a run for their money. @coffeeoutside.bsky.social
April 25, 2025 at 5:26 PM
Making coffee for these AM gems. @willygrant.bsky.social and @slashgraphics.com lighting up my day, with a subtle plug for the best bakery in town. @sugaredandiced.bsky.social.
Though @uptownone.bsky.social gives them a run for their money. @coffeeoutside.bsky.social
Though @uptownone.bsky.social gives them a run for their money. @coffeeoutside.bsky.social
Mr Hobbes will miss Pokey McSquirrel, who just got relocated to the regional head office.
April 23, 2025 at 5:18 PM
Mr Hobbes will miss Pokey McSquirrel, who just got relocated to the regional head office.
There are places,
That hold on to the last of winter,
Just as I clasp onto gentle solitude,
And my heart seeks solace.
For there is no coincidence in the solstice.
It is the fulcrum upon which
The seasons balance.
A fine tipping unto the herald of sound
And fury.
That hold on to the last of winter,
Just as I clasp onto gentle solitude,
And my heart seeks solace.
For there is no coincidence in the solstice.
It is the fulcrum upon which
The seasons balance.
A fine tipping unto the herald of sound
And fury.
April 8, 2025 at 3:09 PM
There are places,
That hold on to the last of winter,
Just as I clasp onto gentle solitude,
And my heart seeks solace.
For there is no coincidence in the solstice.
It is the fulcrum upon which
The seasons balance.
A fine tipping unto the herald of sound
And fury.
That hold on to the last of winter,
Just as I clasp onto gentle solitude,
And my heart seeks solace.
For there is no coincidence in the solstice.
It is the fulcrum upon which
The seasons balance.
A fine tipping unto the herald of sound
And fury.
It’s a tiny cabin in the woods, but it’s been built with honesty, and it’s taught me so much, most importantly, go outside and look up, because though it may make you feel small, the view is worth it.
April 5, 2025 at 4:16 AM
It’s a tiny cabin in the woods, but it’s been built with honesty, and it’s taught me so much, most importantly, go outside and look up, because though it may make you feel small, the view is worth it.
The sun’s breath has awoken Aurora. She is silent and fleeting but her embrace leaves me wanting more.
April 5, 2025 at 3:38 AM
The sun’s breath has awoken Aurora. She is silent and fleeting but her embrace leaves me wanting more.
Ended my call shift with coffee, started the weekend with a toast. Sláinte Mr Hobbes, I thank you for carrying your pack through the snow, (and this bottle). 😉
April 5, 2025 at 12:28 AM
Ended my call shift with coffee, started the weekend with a toast. Sláinte Mr Hobbes, I thank you for carrying your pack through the snow, (and this bottle). 😉
Well, got a late start and missed official @coffeeoutside.bsky.social But it’s a beautiful day, and coffee outside is always a good thing. Missed the conversation, but certainly enjoyed the ride.
April 4, 2025 at 6:38 PM
Well, got a late start and missed official @coffeeoutside.bsky.social But it’s a beautiful day, and coffee outside is always a good thing. Missed the conversation, but certainly enjoyed the ride.
Chasing the last of the snow this morning.
April 2, 2025 at 9:27 PM
Chasing the last of the snow this morning.
We live in the north. There will always be snow, or at least I hope there will. How we deal with it is what we control. I choose to dive in to it like a corgi on meth.
March 29, 2025 at 2:20 PM
We live in the north. There will always be snow, or at least I hope there will. How we deal with it is what we control. I choose to dive in to it like a corgi on meth.
I figured it might be a bit snowy for @coffeeoutside.bsky.social, but I had to check if @uptownone.bsky.social left any treats behind.
March 28, 2025 at 4:52 PM
I figured it might be a bit snowy for @coffeeoutside.bsky.social, but I had to check if @uptownone.bsky.social left any treats behind.
I looked into the ravine knowing that once I started this path there was no turning back. It’s a rather obvious metaphor but no matter the challenges it brought me, I’m a richer man for it. Also the nurses in the unit find me insufferably cheerful this morning. 😈🙂
March 28, 2025 at 1:52 PM
I looked into the ravine knowing that once I started this path there was no turning back. It’s a rather obvious metaphor but no matter the challenges it brought me, I’m a richer man for it. Also the nurses in the unit find me insufferably cheerful this morning. 😈🙂
Well, the snow this morning was less than fluffy but I had such a joyful ride in this morning. So much fish tailing and backing it into corners this morning.
March 27, 2025 at 7:46 PM
Well, the snow this morning was less than fluffy but I had such a joyful ride in this morning. So much fish tailing and backing it into corners this morning.
Morning commute. Now with 40% more dawn glow.
March 25, 2025 at 7:04 PM
Morning commute. Now with 40% more dawn glow.
I gravel bike differently than most.
March 24, 2025 at 7:13 PM
I gravel bike differently than most.