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Let’s not call this a product review. I will also refrain from denoting it as a “Dirtbag Digression” despite there being some aroma of dirtbaggery. Nonetheless, I plan to…

Maybe it’s the empty goo packets I see scattered here and there, or maybe just the thought of goo in general, but I’ve never even tried the stuff. I’m sure I’d gag. I…

One of the delights in finding old Pathé videos is the bemused tone the narrator adopts in talking about the devices contained in the video. They aren't above a little…

A bike will do a lot of things for you. It’ll move you from one place to another. It’ll give you an adventure. It’ll make you healthier. It’ll help you connect with other…

Bike racing and snow go together like ... well, stuff that never gets put together deliberately, but ought to. Bike racing in awful weather makes for remarkable, mythic…

I was at work and speaking with a friend. He is fit and active but not a cyclist. He tells me that he signed up for a triathlon. I encourage him. He says – may I borrow your…

Here's a thing I'm bad at and can help you be bad at too. This is no false modesty either. One time I asked my friend Matt for some help replacing a headset. He had a headset…

Maybe it’s just me, or the folks in my orbit, but it feels as though this year 2025 already has taken its toll on us. In my particular case it began by getting the flu while…

Any time I see a very old bicycle, my mind has this habit of telling myself that back in the day it didn't appear so primitive. I want to give those crafters the benefit of…

My cousin Cerys messaged me to say Barry Hoban, one of the very brightest lights of British cycling in the '60s and '70s, had passed away. They were neighbors. I…