Jim Muir

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When I was 13 years old, I worked all summer for five dollars an hour to buy my first dirt bike. I wanted one after the first time I rode my friend's minibike across his yard, twisted the throttle and immediately lost control and watched the bike hurtle across the yard and off the top of the ravine into the trees below. It was the adrenaline of the bike's power that seduced me; when the bike tore out from underneath me I knew that I would be chasing motorcycles forever.

I raced for a few years in my late teens before life's little diversions ended my riding days for over two decades. I got a degree in fine art and a diploma in literature while I dreamed about motocross and then I went to work at a motorcycle shop where I rekindled my passion. I started racing again at the age of 42 and recently retired after too many broken bones. Now my son races, and I get a chance to express my passion as well as give something back to the sport I love.

I also write a weekly Race Report blog with Moto Photos, Race Reports, and more. 

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Articles by Jim Muir:

A young man going over a jump on a neon green dirt bike.

Moto Mayhem KTM Canadian Arenacross Championships

Every motocross rider and fan worth their salt wishes they were in British Columbia this winter. We are the envy of the Canadian motocross scene because we have all 12 rounds of the KTM Canadian Arenacross Championships here.

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Photo of a group of guys on dirt bikes, sliding around the corner and flinging up mud on a motocross track.

Moto Mayhem Go Goerke! Go Maier!

And so another Canadian motocross season is winding down. The Nationals are over and done, racing has wrapped up back east, and we just have a few races left to run here on Vancouver Island, B.C.

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A guy on a dirt bike covered in mud.

Moto Mayhem Nanaimo gets nasty

The opening round of the 2012 Monster Energy Motocross Nationals in Nanaimo, B.C., won’t soon be forgotten. Even as everyone in attendance cursed the relentless rain, the event will go down as a spectacle not to have been missed.

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