Let’s go shopping
It’s bizarre what one can develop nostalgia for, and sometimes it’s for things you didn’t even know existed. Once upon...
Havin’ a Wild Weekend
As the Dave Clark Five would have said. Too much weekend, and it even ended early. Highlights:An afternoon spent at...
The beauty of cycling
I love Graham Watson’s beautiful cycling photos, but the Tour de France is older than that, and so Magnum has...
Apple, tree, not falling far from
We were watching the Tour de France last night (duh), and as the peloton rode through some sort of nature...
See you on the Champs Elysees
The Tour de France has begun. Kids, you’ll have to get your own meals for a while. It’s not that...
Got any idea?
Got any idea what banana bread tastes like when you accidentally make it with a pumpkin bread recipe, and find...
Riding, riding, riding
I think it was Eddy Merckx who once, asked how young riders could improve and join the pro ranks, answered...
George Carlin — not splenetic, simply right
Not to turn this blog into nothing but links to unlicensed content, but my favorite George Carlin rant ever simply...
Splenetic?
Leave it to the Old Gray Lady to ruin my moment of silence for George Carlin by using a word...
Teenage “Awwww shit!” high-five!
Whatever doping program I’m on, I highly recommend it to other aged cyclists. I’ve just been monstrously strong out on...