Garmin Forerunner 301 Jan22

Garmin Forerunner 30...

I love my Garmin GPS thingy. I kinda like it because it tells me how far I’ve gone and how fast I’m going and what time it is. But I really like it because it lets me map out my ride, just like that kid in the Family Circus. And unlike the kid in the Family Circus, I can make my route spell out swear words if I...

Sauvie Island – 42 Miles

First off, Sauvie Island is Sauvie Island. Not possessive (like Gilligan’s) and not plural (like the San Juans). Just Sauvie. Let’s all get together on this. Sauvie. Island. Second, it’s beautiful. Beautiful and boring. Like Akira Kurasawa movies. For my riding pleasure, I almost don’t think that you can get more boring. Just flat and straight. With traffic. So riding to Sauvie Island is all about the company. My company on this ride is Dawn. And Dawn is always splendid company. On the way out there we talked about normal ride things. Like bike parts and bike racing and boners. I think these are normal ride conversations because they always get discussed with the people I ride with. But as time passes, I’ve...

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...

Albina Press –...

I already like the Albina Press as a pre-ride meeting spot. And I already wrote about it. But now there is another one. It’s almost exactly the same. Except it’s on Hawthorne. Not Albina. But it’s called Albina Press. On Hawthorne. I know, I don’t get it either. But stay with me. Just like the other...

Powertap Jan14

Powertap

I like to talk a lot of shit about the Powertap, but I think I need to make my motivations clear. I don’t hate the powertap; I just don’t know how it works. It’s new and scary and confusing. And rather than learn how this devil tool does it’s voodoo magic, I’d rather treat it the same way that Joe...

Road Trip: Bishop, C...

Bishop is where people who live in LA go to rock climb. It’s actually where lots of other people go to rock climb too, but the LA people are easy to identify becayse they walk around the grocery stores, tan and shirtless, with bleached dreads, saying “bra” and “sick” a lot. They like to use...

Bull Run / Sandy Riv...

Last year the only cycling shoes I had were some road shoes two-Euro-sizes-too-big for me (but I got them for free!). I filled the toes with crumpled up napkins or newspaper, and for short rides it was kind of okay. But for anything over 30 miles my feet would go numb and shortly after that my back would start feeling like it...

Shimano Road Pedals Jan08

Shimano Road Pedals

It was the existentialist poet and avid cyclist Donald Rumsfeld who described in his magnum opus, Press Briefing Feb 12, 2002, that there are things that we know and things that we don’t know. But “there are also unknown unknowns, the ones we don’t know we don’t know.” As the war in Iraq rages on,...

Portway Tavern

Sometimes I get sad. I’m a downer. In a general kind of way. My friends and family like to say “you’re no fun at all” and “seriously, I’m not joking, you’re dragging this party down, please leave.” But my pediatrician once told me: “When life gets you down, ‘lil...

Road Trip: SAC CX &#...

SAC CX (the Sacramento, CA cyclocross series) is pretty much as different from the Cross Crusade as it could be:  *The biggest category, A Men, consisted of maybe 25 people.  *People are very serious. *Everyone seemed put off when I cheered loudly  *I only saw one cowbell, and I actually never heard it *No free oatmeal The...

Now is the winter of our content Dec27

Now is the winter of...

As we enter the Winter season, it’s become obvious to me that this website is going to spend a few months in a bear-like state of bike blog hibernation. Sure, we’ll keep writing things. But they’ll suck. The “Routes” and “Races” sections of the site will grow dusty while the...

Road Trip: Lake Tahoe [Flume Trail] – 23 Mil...

I went to high school in Western Nevada, between Reno and Tahoe. I was new to the area and everyone hated me. I think that I may have threatened the Okies with my big city ways, including pegging my pants and listening to Bell Biv Devoe.  Or they may have just hated me because I’m a prick. But I’m pretty sure that the pants pegging didn’t help. At one point during my freshman year, after coming to terms with the fact that no one would ever want to be my friend, I did what any 14 year old girl would do: I stalked a celebrity. I knew that Greg Lemond had lived near my neighborhood. He went to my high school. I had an art teacher that was keeping a bunch of his miserable paintings because she thought they would be priceless...

Stumptown – Be...

The last time I went to the Belmont Stumptown to meet for one of the local celebrity team rides, one of the local celebrities farted. And one of the other local celebrities called it out. Like this. “Hey, one of you farted.” And everyone nodded and mumbled in agreement. And then everyone looked around for obvious...

Road Trip: San Franc...

The cool thing about going to college is you get to look forward to all the times that you don’t have to be in college. With an epic 3 weeks of winter at my disposal, I headed to the Bay Area for a vay-cay and some warmer weather. Before I left I visited the internet and googled myself up the Northern California bike race...

Thomson Stem Dec21

Thomson Stem

Someday, when I become one of those people who buys multiple bike parts, I’ll write reviews of different models of the same component. But for now I’m just going to write reviews of non-specific bike parts. Like “wheels.” With conclusions like “one of the roundest parts of my bike.”...

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