Tucson: F for Failure Pile on the Bicycle Safety
First thing: Way cool. One of my favorite comedians, Patton Oswalt, is coming to the Rialto Theater on the 29th of April. F for Fat Continue reading Tucson: F for Failure Pile on the Bicycle Safety
Two Wheels. One Dark Lord.
First thing: Way cool. One of my favorite comedians, Patton Oswalt, is coming to the Rialto Theater on the 29th of April. F for Fat Continue reading Tucson: F for Failure Pile on the Bicycle Safety
Riding down 6th Ave any morning, you can find a shuttle to Nogales for $12. Walking across the border, you can find a dentist that Continue reading Novacaine is a hell of a drug.
Tucson Bike Swap website. For the price of a needed radiator, a frame jig will be for sale one day only at Gaba Bike Swap Continue reading Bike swap cometh – frame jig up for grabs
I almost made it home early one morning without encountering a car. Two passed me when I got back to my midtown location. Dodge Flower! Continue reading Being All In. Or, All Under a Truck
Nothing like riding for a reason or two. Today’s ride started around rush hour and found me doing the usual, zig-zagging the side streets, tearing Continue reading South side industrial mission
It’s getting very hot in Tucson. The map shows pink areas. This ain’t pretty. But there are no mosquitoes here, yet. My time in Tucson Continue reading Current status: Bicycles: 2 ea. 1 ton trucks: 2 ea.
Behold. Chess boxing. I thought it was just a Wu Tang song. [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=43Wcbd0dJpQ&feature=player_embedded[/youtube] NPR article.
More importantly – how much rest is enough rest? I had a day off the bike on Saturday, which basically meant I rode with the Continue reading How many miles is ‘too many’ miles?
Right on Main Avenue, near the train tracks and the Western edge of the Dunbar Spring neighborhood, is a building housing Jimbo, a cyclist woodworker, Continue reading My neighborhood framebuilder: Ed of LaSuprema Bicycles
Welcome to This Old Bike. Today on This Old bike, some unsettling news from Seattle: Mother Katie’s kid-towing, hill crushing bike has been stolen. “This Continue reading Today is my birthday, and I found out…. damn it all to… Another episode of…
At 12:01 AM we shouted: “11 hours and 59 minutes to go!” from the fire-pot in front of the Kona tent. The event was far Continue reading A 24 hour weekend. Clouds, wind, dust, fire, and racing.
I had more than one reason to hit up BICAS. So I did, and for the hundredth or so time up and down this coast Continue reading BICAS Wins Again! and The Monster Cross Problem