Update from the Midwest Sep06

Update from the Midw...

Point your finger accusingly towards the center of a US map, and you’ll be pointing right at me. I’m a Midwesterner, once again, and after years of self-determined exile I’d like to posit the controversial opinion that it’s not so bad. I know, I know, that’s not what you thought I’d say. But hear me out—I’ve...

Caitlin Ravages Flor...

Selfishly, I’ve always dreamed that a natural disaster would come along sharing my first name. Not necessarily the kind of Class 5 Kill-storm that callously wrecks entire cities and lives, but something with the audacity to turn a few heads—something inevitably allowing me to cheerfully clip headline articles reading...

Am I crooked letter ...

Bike touring isn’t for everyone. It can be hot and humid, rainy and cold, or any combination of inclement weather conditions. Sometimes the climbs are grueling, but when the terrain actually flattens out, it’s rare that the wind isn’t against you no matter which direction you turn. Camping adds another element of...

Return of the Ragin&...

As we continued our quest to experience every seedy RV campground that the state of Texas had to offer, it became more and more apparent that mysterious forces were hampering our abilities to impress bystanders with our long-distance cycling feat. We had entered some sort of wormhole in the space-time continuum! Well, either...

Deep in the heart of...

Yes, we’re still in Texas, and all’s quiet on the Southern Tier. The thrill of crossing state borders has gradually faded into a vague memory as we continue to pedal our way across the vast, unsettled frontier known as the Lone Star State. “Everything” is supposedly bigger here, including the trucks,...

She’ll do the ...

Now that we’re deep into the heart of Texas, our fourth state, we’re starting to build up some credibility for the whole “where did you start/where are you headed?” interrogation. It’s always awkward announcing your plans to bicycle across the country when you’re still within commuter range...

Keep on truckin̵...

Leaving Tempe, we set out through seemingly endless Phoenix sprawl before crawling back out into the open desert. The mountains loomed closer and closer, and legions of tall Saguaro cacti burst out of each rolling foothill like the spotty aftermath of one of those Biore pore strips. Naturally, I resumed my quest to find the...

The Set Up

Operating under the somewhat outdated advice of armchair guidance counselors everywhere to “do what you love and the money will follow”, I’ve been trying to turn my love of bikes into various odd jobs for quite awhile now. In addition to a long, illustrious career as a Portland messenger, I’ve been...

Go green or go home

As a cycle tour leader, I was recently asked to participate in a magazine article about “green travel”.  “Green travel”, “going green”, and all the corresponding consumer terms making up the “green” movement are an endless source of exasperation for me, but I decided to brush aside my cynicism and leap at...

I copy your copy Feb02

I copy your copy

People assume that anyone who’s been a messenger for as long as I have must love riding bikes above all else.  This is not necessarily true in my case–while I certainly enjoy biking more than your average bear, there are arguably greater joys in life that could be translated into various full-time jobs.  Foreman...

The Black Cat

In light of recent preemptive attacks on my beloved coffee shop of choice, The Black Cat, I feel a certain responsibility to leap in with  a defense plan.  First of all, allow me to assert the controversial  reality that The Black Cat is the greatest coffee shop of all time.  Yes, I said it.  THE GREATEST. No, the coffee...

The Best and Worst of Bike Messengering – 2008 Jan21

The Best and Worst o...

If there’s one thing I learned from watching 72 straight hours of VH1 countdowns over the holiday vacation, it’s that people love numbered lists. And seeing as how the esteemed editor of this fine website has flatly refused to run my steamy Rachel Maddow fanfic (despite the bike connection involvement of a sexy vintage...

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