TCI Friday
As a kid was there anything as fun and fulfilling as riding around with no hands on the handlebars?
In the earliest days of riding it provided the best way to freak out…
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TCI Friday
I’ve spent countless hours commuting on my bike through Oregon winters and have learned more than a thing or two about cycling in the rain.
Things like don’t ride with…
Hey, Just Ride 72
My head swirling from the mystical spell that Zion National Park casts upon its visitors, I yearn for an enchanting journey outside the park, where I could roll off on my…
TCI Friday
If you’ve tuned in late, I was last talking about the No. 1 item that is non-negotiable on my bikes, which is rather bizarre since I don’t really dig much into equipment and…
Hey, Just Ride 71
Skirting right, then left, then bouncing right over the top of lava worn down to round, smooth mounds from countless millenniums of high desert weather beating upon it, I…
TCI Friday
I’m not much on the latest innovations that can take you cycling to Nirvana, according to marketing whizzes.
When I took over as marketing director for Bike Friday, hardly…
Hey, Just Ride 70
Some bright spring-like sunshine warmed the day into a wonderful Saturday, leaving Thursday's snowstorm nothing more than an occasional puddle or stream rippling across the…
Hey, Just Ride 69
A canopy of skyscraper Sitka Spruce reaches across the road toward each other as if I entered a calm, silent cathedral as I wind uphill through the thick rain forest heading…
TCI Friday
As long as we’re talking about non-standard bikes (see my TCI Friday on tandems), what say you about cargo bikes?
I was marketing director at Bike Friday when the cargo…
Hey, Just Ride 68
By John Rezell
High noon in Idaho’s West Mountains the baking summer sun sends the temperature soaring to triple digits as I settle into a steady rhythm climbing a nearly…