Emlyn “Robot” Lewis is a creature of the “outdoor industry,” flitting from one consulting gig to the next, mostly working with friends. He is an acolyte in the Church of Dirt. He got the name Robot after years of riding through frigid New England winters. “Aren’t you cold?” his co-workers/friends/family would say. “Robots don’t feel cold,” he would answer. He is a full-time cyclist, husband, father and a free-lance writer.