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Bigger Fish To Fry

Further to yesterday's post, we got another fish yesterday! My son hooked this one and even reeled it in through bed of water lilies. Clearly I need to equip my Rivendell with a wicker creel: My transformation into a middle-aged artisanal fop is nearly complete--though this morning I did don the Lycra and set off... Continue Reading →

Bridge Over Fredly Water

As I increasingly default to upright riding: I am relieved to find that my new predilections have not rendered my entire Fredly wardrobe obsolete. Consider for example this vest from Pearl Izumi, which I received one year ago: Well, now that it's vest weather again, I'm finding it's equally at home with more casual attire:... Continue Reading →

This Just In: Water Is Wet

Well, Rivendell Week has come to a premature end. This is because the forecast called for rain today, and so I rode my rain bike instead: [That may look like a bad fender line, but it's actually set up like that because wind tunnel tests have revealed it's more aero.] It was still dry when... Continue Reading →

Papa’s Got A Brand New Bag

Hello! It's Rivendell Week here on Bike Snob NYC! Not only did our household net a new Clem Smith, Jr., but I also installed a new Sackville BagBoy on my own bicycle yesterday: Which until now was woefully naked and lacking in cargo space: I mean everybody knows a Rivendell is supposed to have lots... Continue Reading →

What’s Old Is New Is Old Is New Again

Well, it's been a weird-ass year, and so it's only fitting that after years of aerodynamic plastic "modules" the "most exciting new road bike of 2020" is "not aero" and "not for racing:" Yes, meet the Specialized Aethos, the bike with a name that sounds like a breath mint: It's got round tubing, no proprietary... Continue Reading →

Just Following Up

In yesterday's post, I claimed I wouldn't hesitate to do a long mixed-terrain ride in those Vulpine cycling jeans. Well, today I did just that, pairing them with a Merino Long Sleeve Polo: And perching myself atop the American M-16 for a 40-ish mile excursion: This bike is lots of fun for scurrying up and... Continue Reading →

Rolling Billboard

Early this morning I took a short spin on the American M-16, because everybody needs a sneaker bike: As I threw on some clothes and headed out the door, I realized that I was, quite by accident, clad head to toe (or at least neck to toe) in clothing that various marketing people have sent... Continue Reading →

Surf and Turf

A select few of my already select readership will be pleased to know that the newly-paved Putnam Trail through Van Cortlandt Park is officially open: This simplifies my own riding life considerably, but more importantly it provides me with an ideal place to turn the kids loose on their bikes--though my younger son isn't quite... Continue Reading →

The Road Bike Is Dead, Long Live The Road Bike

This past weekend I undertook a spirited ride on my Rivendell: My lack of foot retention, drop bars, or form-fitting Lycra garments did nothing to inhibit my riding; if anything, it only enhanced the cycling experience, further eroding my faith in the traditional Fredly tenets to which I have long subscribed. Increasingly, I find myself... Continue Reading →

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