Op-Ed

It’s about the ride. It’s always been about the ride. See that one of a kind jersey in the photo above? I was part of its creation in 2001 as a staffer at Bike magazine. I…

I don't know how I arrived at a place where every bike I owned required a specific pair of shoes, but you can imagine I felt pretty dumb about it,. Now, obviously I am an…

Somewhere in the big bucket of drafts I keep, unfinished ideas, started and abandoned works of great genius, there is a long (way too long) exploration of why so many of the…

One of the miracles of cycling is that it is possibly the perfect sport. It's ideal for someone who wants to get away from the proverbial "it all" for an hour or two or…

Among those of us whose passion for bikes has led us to amass large collections (stables, quivers, piles) of them, sometimes hung neatly from rafters, other times stacked…

In high school, early Merckxian era, as I was really beginning to enjoy riding my bike and the freedom it gave me, I had the typical group of really good friends. One…

He doesn’t know where his helmet is, and he is not looking for it. He doesn’t have a water bottle either, even though it’s one of the hottest days of the year. “Dad, what…

My favorite Strava feature thus far is the ‘privacy zone’ option—being able to control who sees (or doesn’t see) my start and finish points. It's been the biggest seller for…

Whether you were a reader of Cush's at Dirt Rag, a devoted follower of Robot's Friday Group Ride or have been reading my work since Belgium Knee Warmers (or possibly Bicycle…

Welcome one and all. If you arrive here as a former reader of Red Kite Prayer, you will know the routine from the Friday Group Ride that featured there for the last decade.…