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Hey, Just Ride 38

It all began with a crash. Of course I rode bikes as a kid. As I wrote earlier, I taught myself how to ride by lugging my brother’s rusting, heavy, solid-tire 24-incher

The Lemonade Stand

I should have read the signs the night before, when Fez suggested riding later in the morning and closer to home. If I'd followed that thread and joined that ride, I would

Rolling Car Outs

By now you're aware that the Earth's atmosphere is heating at an alarming rate due to an excess of carbon dioxide, the byproduct of more or less every energy burning

A Force for Good

Historically, I’ve been critical of the bike industry for virtually everything, for the too fast pace of innovation, for the narrow approach to that innovation. Kinda for

Hey, Just Ride 37

From the moment my feet left Mother Earth to hop onto a bike for the first ride, that sensation of launching into adventure became etched into my essence forever. The

The Beater Bike

My gateway into adult cycling was a Trek Antelope 800 I bought my sophomore year in college. This was nominally an entry level mountain bike, but I used it exclusively as an

Hey, Just Ride 36

I spent five years riding on 20-inchers and 16-inchers. Yes, as an adult. I’m not talking BMX, either. OK, so I spent a whole summer riding a unicycle as a teenager,

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