Solo Bike Camping: Part Two

Be sure to read about my first solo bike camping trip, in Part One of this post. Along the way, I saw this church slogan in South Hayward: Milan Kundera writes about coincidences in The Unbearable Lightness of Being: “[Human lives] are composed like music. Guided by his sense of beauty, an individual transforms a […]

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Solo Bike Camping: Part One

I am fallen in love — with my new bicycle. She is gorgeous and made of carbon with brushed aluminum lugs. Swift, but old school. I purchased her as a birthday present to myself, impulsively deciding that I needed a go-fast bike. The Naming We took a ride up Tunnel Road the morning after purchasing […]

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New About

I’ve updated my About page — it’s a paean to getting lost and finding oneself by bicycle. Let me know what you think.

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All Night Donut Ride

There are a lot of great rides in the East Bay, but it would be hard to top a midnight ride to Livermore for donuts. My friend Doug and I left North Oakland at 6pm and spun our pedals FAST. A swift 3 hrs later, we cruised past the high school crowd rowdying it up […]

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Biking in Montreal

In Montreal for a cousin’s wedding, I decided to take a morning to explore the city — by bicycle of course. My uncle dropped me off at a subway station, where I picked up a map of the city and hopped on one of the Bixi bikes stationed outside. Renting the bike was a breeze. […]

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Downhilling in Downieville

Indie the mountain bike just got his first taste of technical downhill singletrack. We made two runs of the Downieville Downhill trail this weekend! This glamour shot was taken at nigh 8000 feet at Packer Saddle, where the bike shuttle from Yuba Expeditions dropped us off for our 16 mile downhill run back to ~3000 […]

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A Night Ride, A New Bike.

A couple weeks ago, I went night-riding in the Berkeley hills. The five of us were a proper ragtag bike gang: 2 mountain bikes, 1 single-speed mountain bike, Amory on his new Cannondale Hooligan, and me on the ol’ Miyata. It was around midnight. The moon was just past full. Berkeley was lit up like a mothership. […]

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Evented: The Bicycle Art Murmur

Trickle of commuters on Telegraph murmuring a stream of cuties on wheels under the freeway rippled a river of hip kids roaring the galleries on 23rd and Tele. First Friday of May, Art Murmur. As usual, the hurtle of smarted up 20-30umptings churled and chortled at me: “Fly fly! Away away.”  But this evening whispered […]

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Wishlist: Pamir Mountains, Tajikistan

In Iceland, we told a German cyclist along the way it was our first real, long, bicycle adventure. He appraised us carefully, laughed, and said, “Well, you’ve chosen the hardest spot in the Western Hemisphere.” He probably means the North-Western Hemisphere, but the point and praise was well taken. In retrospect, Iceland was a good […]

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