It was over Seventy (70) American Freedom Degrees yesterday, and to celebrate I went Full Easter: They say you should never go Full Easter, but after weeks of pursuing the Spirit of Gravel on fattish tires the bike felt impossibly lithe and fast, even if it does look like what would happen if you left... Continue Reading →

Hey, would you look at that? Narrow bars on fixies is still a thing, go figure: Oh, wait, no it isn't: Clearly this is a rider who appreciates width: Speaking of handlebars, I was already taken in by one of those bike website April Fool's jokes: It was quite an emotional rollercoaster too, since I... Continue Reading →

As spring envelops us in a sneeze-inducing cloud of fertility, the hibernating animals emerge from their hidey-holes, and so too do the bicycles that have lay dormant over the course of the long, dark winter: First came GRVL LNCHNG, then it was the GRVL RDNG... ...so I suppose single-speed gravel reading SSGR was inevitable: It... Continue Reading →

It was chilly this past weekend, so I stuck mostly to the trails: Including a trip to the forbidding Trails Behind The Mall on an Industry Standard Gravelling Appliance: In my ongoing search for the Spirit of Gravel I have already come to embrace the gravel lunch GRVL LNCH, but you'll be pleased to learn... Continue Reading →

The older I get the more I realize how little I know. This is especially true when it comes to bikes and cycling. In fact, most of what I know I've learned from the comments section of my own blog. For instance, yesterday I mentioned that road rage incident, and I had no idea the... Continue Reading →

Back in January you may recall I had a SPOG-related incident: Which left a puddle of SPOG on the bike path: Well, two months, two blizzards, and who knows how many inches of rain later, the SPOG stain is still there, an enduring testament to the Macbethian indelibility of latex: Amazing. Meanwhile, I continue to... Continue Reading →

Despite having raised the avoidance of anything resembling "work" to an art form (or at least a blog), I do commute to Brooklyn twice a week. These days, I generally do that by subway, which is convenient and inexpensive and affords me the time to read. (I do use a popular brand of e-reader, the... Continue Reading →

It was wet and cold yesterday but I rode anyway: I got wet and cold. Still, I felt very much at home on the Milaukee, a bicycle which is now entering its 11th year of faithful service. Also, for the record, I've been riding this bicycle on Very Small Rocks™ since it was new: Keep... Continue Reading →

Recently I mentioned that this Islabikes Luath 24 was up for grabs because all seventeen (17) of my human children have outgrown it, and I'm both happy and wistful to report that it has officially been grabbed: I am happy because because it will bring joy to another human child, as well as bring joy... Continue Reading →

I try not to click on sensational headlines, I really, really don't. But I try not to do a lot of other things, too, such as cross-chaining, drinking in the morning, and cursing at the cat. As usual, the sun's barely up and I've already failed at all of those things (with the exception of... Continue Reading →