Author
Julie Snyder
Julie leads a double life in Washington State: high-school English teacher by day, cyclist by night. She makes mixtapes for both realities. Her teaching persona appreciates Greek poetry and a judicious use of semicolons. Her cycling persona coaches with Evergreen Mountain Bike Alliance and a local high school racing team. Each summer the personae fuse for some solo touring, an attempt to see the West by bike before it's gone or she's gone. These ventures usually involve memorizing poems. She plans to ride bikes long after she can't walk.
Soak your lungs with wine, for now
The Dog Star's at the turn.
How the summer wounds, and how
All must thirst and burn. --Alcaeus
"That's what my girlfriend says every time I ride," said a friend. "I feel like if I come back wrecked, she's going to say, 'I TOLD you.'"
"Stay safe out there" is a!-->!-->!-->…
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!-->…
TCI Friday – Trail Dog Edition
Trail dogs are so cool. I binge-watch amateur trail dog videos almost as much as Belgian Malinois takedowns. Maybe I need to get out on my bike more. I've wanted to write!-->…
Misery Loves Jackassery
"When a jackass flies, no one asks how far or how fast. When a jackass flies, people stand amazed." –Tim Cahill
My little brother David has a recipe for perfect!-->!-->!-->…
Sticking With It
I am not a hardcore bike commuter. I only ride to work a couple times a week. It's less than an hour each way, and I don't go when the weather is particularly nasty or on!-->…
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!-->…
Sticking with It
I am not a hardcore bike commuter. I only ride to work a couple times a week. It's less than an hour each way, and I don't go when the weather is particularly nasty or on!-->…
Back in the Saddle Again
If you ride, you crash. This we know. Last year alone I had three bad ones. You know the kind I mean. Not just “managed exits” that leave your friends laughing and hoping the!-->…