What “Hola!” will get ya
It’s a truism that the road scene is often less-than-welcoming and that bike touring seems to be less threatening to civilians. Is it the lack of the spaceman-in-goggles-outfit and crazy-sleek …
It’s a truism that the road scene is often less-than-welcoming and that bike touring seems to be less threatening to civilians. Is it the lack of the spaceman-in-goggles-outfit and crazy-sleek …
I got there only having ridden two out of the three days. The first day I got to meet Bodfish-Caliente Road. It is one of the hardest and most beautiful …
I did my first GRAVEL ride today. Not my first gravel ride, but my first GRAVEL ride. My first gravel ride was in 1983. I had met up with Jack …
I got the bike all cleaned up today for its non-ride. There I was, my door opening out onto several hundred miles of forest roads punching their way throughout the …
Everybody has a past, but not everybody can access it. Most of the time, the past accesses you. It’s trite to say I’ve been on a journey this past year, …
I read some cycling resolutions the other day which were thinly disguised marketing pitches to buy more crap. One of them talked about buying plenty of winter cycling gear and …
“I had a bike,” he said, “but it got stolen.” “Really?” “Yeah. I loaned it to a friend and somebody stole it from her, or she didn’t want to give …
When I was riding back from Canada, I met a woman named Cheryl Bain. I wrote about her here; Cheryl cares for and rescues animals in Tehachapi, as well as …
The most important change I made was my saddle. After trying a demo leather Brooks saddle for a couple of weeks, I got a Rivet Imogene slotted leather saddle. Rivet’s …
Streaks were meant to be broken. In my case, the non-driving streak. My legs cried uncle in Houston, but home, such as it is, remained anchored back in Los Angles. …