An old friend posted a note to Facebook inviting everybody to talk about how they met their Valentine. Here’s how I met mine.
An old friend posted a note to Facebook inviting everybody to talk about how they met their Valentine. Here’s how I met mine.
It’s time for my annual holiday gift guide for the cyclist in your life.
For the benefit of those outside of the United States, we had our token holiday honoring American socialist heroes this last weekend. I hope your Labor Day Holiday went better than mine. I spent much of it in bed recovering from a vicious sinus infection. What little time away from the bed was spent enjoying read more
The people of Twin Bridges, Montana like touring cyclists so much they’re establishing a campground just for cyclists. “I have met dozens of cyclists passing through and they were some of the nicest people I ever have met,” says local resident Bill White. “So, I gathered the troops and moved a concept to a reality. read more
KWC really should consider a career in sports writing, although his current profession pays much better I’m sure. Check this out: We get a rock ‘em sock ‘em mountain stage with carnage spread over two giant mountains. The race was blown up like a pinata by CSC and Saunier Duval swept in to pick up read more
This ad from Monster is amusing. My thighs aren’t quite that large. It was posted over at Swobo’s blog but I forgot about it until I noticed it again on Honk the Horn. I consider myself a reasonably fit man, but I’m not the fastest guy on the group rides anymore. Hanging out with all read more