Author

Emlyn Lewis

Robot fell in love with cycling watching the older neighborhood kids ride wheelies down the street. It was the early '70s, and Evel Knievel was jumping motorcycles over buses. Everything seemed possible. From that moment, the die was cast (iacta alia est).

He studied philosophy in college, of course he did. That's what idealists do, romantics, kids who think there must be a better way. At the same time, bikes were carrying him everywhere, delivering all of life's gifts and surprises. Occasionally he crashed and didn't mind.

Op-Ed

TCI Friday

Emlyn Lewis
We all do this right? Even when we are walking down the street, or driving along in our cars, we are looking at bikes. Every rider I pass (or who passes me) I’m looking to…
Page One

Written on Water

Emlyn Lewis
All my best ideas are written on water, sinking to a bottom that doesn’t exist. Currents shift them left and right. Waves swamp them. One day I will die and take them all…
Page One

In the Wash

Emlyn Lewis
I am stained, between the ears. It's a god-awful mess. There is ego everywhere and ego's terrible counterweights, self-doubt, fear, and insecurity. It's like someone's made a…
Talk

Revolting 45

Emlyn Lewis
The Perfect Bike Day. This episode is about our idea of the perfect bike day, from sunup to sundown. How does it start? How does it end? How many burritos do we eat? What…
Op-Ed

TCI Friday

Emlyn Lewis
TCI Friday is an open forum. The topic is here, but it's waiting for your input below. Even churning uphill on a Saturday morning, side-by-side, out-of-breath, my bike…

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