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Always Talk to Strangers: The Boxer

The sun’s throwing that hazy afternoon, postcard skyline up around Lake Merritt as I bike into the Lakeview branch of the Oakland Public library. There’s some grown-ass white folk snogging on the front steps. She’s blonde, he’s bald. Continue reading

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Sea Roads: Tomales Bay Bike and Kayak Overnight

A moonless night in late-summer is the best time to find bioluminescence in Tomales Bay. A bike and a kayak will get you there. Continue reading

The Bikemommas of CycloFemme

The fearsome, awestriking part of bikemomma is that she expects to eat shit, get up, and try again. She expects her flock — her kids and her community — to do the same. Continue reading

Monroe Truck Trail: Riding Singletrack On Home Turf

Within days of coming home, I was dreaming of dirt. Of shredding familiar canyons, portaging the streams and picking poison oak out of my butt. I unloaded my bike, put in a load of laundry, and headed for the hills. Continue reading

Bike culture’s home-sweet-home in Guadalajara

My buddy Owen stayed in many a Casa Ciclista during his ride from Buenos Aires back to Oakland. He described the casas as “living rooms” for local cycling communities. These are places for cyclists to gather, hang out, fix bikes, host cyclotourists, and foment bike revolution. The Casa Ciclista in Guadalajara is run by GDL … Continue reading

MEXICAN FOOD!

A fawning tribute to Mexican food, despite its hazards. Continue reading

A BigOl’Bash for Biking in the East Bay

This Friday Nov. 16 is the East Bay Bicycle Coalition’s 40th Anniversary Party! You’re invited. Continue reading

Forgive me bike-gods for I have sinned.

It’s been three months and one concussion since I’ve gone mountain biking. Continue reading

Bikes, Beers and Bavarian Hospitality at the German Tourist Club

With a collection of beers on tap, the German Tourist Club is the preferred destination for thirsty Marin Headlands hikers. It is also fast becoming my favorite weekend bike-camping destination. Continue reading

I met Scott Duffy the ER Doctor and MY FRIENDS SAVED MY ASS

Our adventure began at Katie’s house in the Mission. I have next to no memory of any of this, because 12 hrs later, I’ll be on my way to the ER with a dented helmet and amnesia. Ride with me as I ask the question, What the hell happened? Continue reading

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