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TCI Friday – Your Ideal Bike

To love something is sometimes to be dissatisfied with it. You get a sense that the object of your love could be better, if only it could change in the ways that seem obvious to you. Why do bikes

Video – Nowt Daft

I don't know who these guys are, and I don't care. Here are the things I love about this one. First, just a couple chuckleheads making videos of their riding. No sponsorships. No crews. Just

Terroir

If you don’t love bikes, really love them, stop reading now. The things I’m about to say will sound nuts. Know that, in addition to spending 10,000 hours riding bikes, I’ve also spent decades

I am …

Change your mindset and change your life. Yes, I hear you … enough with the trite sayings. I agree that often these statements are misused, but they also contain truth if accurately applied. Please,

Revolting 161

White Whales and Sinking Ships. All of life is a struggle between our best intentions and the predations of time. Will we land our great white whale before the veil falls and we return to dust? Or

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Part of Me

In my dream, I am riding up a steep climb on a narrow road winding through redwoods, barely able to turn the pedals. But I am happy. Ecstatic, really. I am one with my bike, an extension of my body,

To Love and To Be In Love

I met my wife on a college camping trip in 1992. At the time I was trying not to spend the week drunk beyond imagining. A friend convinced me to sign up for this trip through the community service

The Perfect Sport

I've been a cyclist most of my life. My life has had little permanence, but cycling has been as close to permanent as anything short of my parents. Cycling didn't care whether I rode or not. My bike

The Corrections

A thing I wrote years ago for Red Kite Prayer. On this Monday, when the words are all stuck in between my ears, refusing to find my fingertips, a good reminder that sometimes it helps not to try so

Crash Therapy

The conversation in my head while riding Bull Run last weekend in Moab was dawdling along something like this:  “I’m riding really well. I’m gonna try to keep it mellow, keep from redlining cause

Letter from the Editors

The year draws to a close, whether you're done with it or not, and 2022 was a banger here at TCI. Readership grew throughout the year. More people listened to our podcasts. Subscribers subscribed,

Lost and Unlost

Crater Lake. The Pacific Coast. Ghost towns in the high desert. That's cool, but how can you do so much riding alone? This question is usually followed by a comment like "you're so courageous." I

The Shirt Off Our Backs

A call to commerce! An unsubtle, attention-grabbing shout out! A gentle plea. Please witness the arrival of the brand-new, classic Cycling Independent Black t-shirt. Excuse the smirking

Letter from the Editors

Hello Friends, Just us, checking in from the end of summer (unless you're one of our Southern Hemisphere readers...we're not trying to be hemispherist). It's been a busy time for us, Padraig

Just To Be Alive

I know just enough about bikes to know that I don’t know s#*$ about bikes. And I don’t want the mountain of what I don’t know to ruin the truth of what I do know … which is I f*@%ing love riding my

The Crash Samaritan

You open your eyes. Disoriented. Dirty. Details are sharp but nonsensical. Rising dust motes. The tick of a spinning freewheel. A dog with five white whiskers licking your arm. The smell of Christmas

Non-Zero Sum Gains

I have been thinking an awful lot about cycling advocacy and inclusivity. Why? Because I dream of a self-powered world, one in which all citizens glide around on a bicycle of one flavor or another. I

A Year of Shelter

Life changed for us 365 days ago. I doubt you or anyone you know would have been willing to guess that the life you're living today was even possible. It was certainly beyond my imagination, and I

What We Would Say

I chose cycling because it's the only time I don't feel like a klutz.I chose cycling because I can't stick the ball. I chose cycling because I didn't play team sports.I chose cycling because I'm

We Need You On This Ride

I'll be brief. Our primary goal at The Cycling Independent is to make our community as large as we possibly can. Part of that is selfish. We can't continue without your financial support. This is

Editor’s Letter

Right now you might be thinking, "How can this be an editor’s letter on a website? This isn't print!" You very well should be thinking that because we’re not just another website with a bunch of

New York to Provincetown

A single day can feel like a month. Processing a massive ride afterwards is like staring at a Salvador Dali painting. Fifty miles dissolves into a blurry moment. Turns out it took a village

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Video – Nowt Daft

I don't know who these guys are, and I don't care. Here are the things I love about this one. First, just a couple chuckleheads making videos of their riding. No sponsorships. No crews. Just

Terroir

If you don’t love bikes, really love them, stop reading now. The things I’m about to say will sound nuts. Know that, in addition to spending 10,000 hours riding bikes, I’ve also spent decades

Op-Ed

TCI Friday – Your Ideal Bike

To love something is sometimes to be dissatisfied with it. You get a sense that the object of your love could be better, if only it could change in the ways that seem obvious to you. Why do bikes

Take it With You

The yell from behind sounded too close to have been caused by anyone but me. The reason and its simplicity resulted from the fact that our group had stretched into a thread of single-file riders as

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Road Tubeless: a Solution

I suspect many people who have any experience with road tubeless have concluded that term is an oxymoron, like postal service or jumbo shrimp, and I can’t blame them.  A few weeks back I had three

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Revolting 161

White Whales and Sinking Ships. All of life is a struggle between our best intentions and the predations of time. Will we land our great white whale before the veil falls and we return to dust? Or

Paceline Podcast 399

Bikes lost—well, not so much lost, as ones we sold off or let slip from our grasp and which we, if given a magic time machine, we might not have parted our way with. Show

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