I’m developing some new clipless shoes and would appreciate any feedback from any of you. These should be much better on bikepunk’s knees.

It brings many things. A better-developed palette for savoring various scotches and fine wines. It makes you appreciate fine food and all it’s intricacies.
It brings the knowledge that some people will bullshit you to get a laugh, while others will bullshit you to get your last dime and life’s blood and leave you dying in [...]

I made it back up the hill this morning after hanging with local friends in Kleenix just yesterday at the FOTP. In a word, the day was moist. The unusual November monsoon from the night previous, that brought hail the size of marbles to my parents house, provided epicness for the following days ride. With [...]

Remember the system? Yeah, it’s for real.
I was thinking about it just yesterday. Not that I have time to actually ride a bike, or anything like that in my life these days. But I did go ’round the block once on one of my fixies (about ten city blocks, in case you’re [...]

Hey look, the Eagles won last night. Against the NFC West leading Arizona Cardinals. Go figure. They were due. Any by “due” I mean the Cardinals were primed to fold like a lawn chair on national television. That team is like ten miles of bad road.
Just. Plain. [...]

As I take some time away from cooking the ham (my sister is bring’n the turkey), peeling the sweet potatoes, setting the table and cleaning the glasses, I’d like to share some rambling thoughts. Today is Thankgiving. And, for me anyway, it is a day to spend with friends and famliy. [...]

Two French girls are riding their bikes home from school. It starts to get dark, and one of them notices that they’re in an unfamiliar neighborhood.
“I’ve never come this way before,” she says nervously.
“It’s the cobblestones,” her friend replies.

What happens when you ride 109 miles with 7000 people that are WAY too excited to be riding 109 miles? A lesson for those of you that value your ass skin.

Why’s it gotta be all full of hate? I remember when people were chill, relatively non-judgmental and just liked to ride. Sure, that was the time of Yod, Rex, Garro on two wheels, and the Mutanto halo of Cosmic and Alpine Pizza as far as Flagstaff is concerned. Then it got all segmented with shuttling, [...]

If being a local Flagstaffian requires some sort of douchebag attitude, count me out. I’ve been here for 12 years, and the best it gets is some lonely dude, sitting in a bar on a Monday night, so worried that I don’t say hello, that he has to run home 30 minutes after I offend [...]

I was hopefull that, in the waning days of Bushco, his attempt to improve mtb access to national parks would leave a bit of a positive legacy (albeit small & insignificant but good for cycling) on what is going to arguably be one of the most blatantly inept corrupt & fraudulent presidencies in American history. [...]

VooDoo Heads of state have set the day and time for a local swap of beat up mountain town bling. Saturday, 10am. Last time, I scored a set of American Classic Hubs off Precious for 20 bucks. They got laced to some Stan’s, and sold to Tex at the Tucson Swap last week. Now, since [...]

From: Hurl
Books to Prepare Those Little Darlings for Real Life!
Indeed.

Speedy Beavers. Sent in by Paul. A nice little gathering of girlies on bikes.
BikeRumor.com. When you need to know.
Another Ghost Bike honors a fallen rider.
Pole Riders. No shit. And I thought I’d seen it all.
A drunk bastard and a bicycle.
Another drunk bastard and a bicycle.
Chris D. chimes in with a challenge:
OK my brothers.  This makes [...]

I was going to post this as an update to my “What I drive past every day” piece from yesterday. But, it got long enough (and with a video embed) that I figured it was time to call ‘em up to the majors. Welcome to the Big Show. Don’t stare at the [...]

From: Jonathan
Subject: One down in TO
I guess this is what it takes to get some justice.  Awful.
theglobeandmail.com/…TPNational/Ontario
Cheers.

What I drive past every day
Avalanche, Armada, Navigator. All Black. All sitting on twenties. There is even a Porsche in there somewhere. A black one, in a garage, on the right, with all the rest.
The Hummer on the corner, it too is black.
The houses on the left, all have white [...]

Crazy Colt Remix from Banned Vids on Vimeo.

Kid has skillz. Check the nose-pick 360 over the brick wall. Damn…and here I thought I used to be hawt shit with my truck drivers and turn-downs. Enjoy!