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A cold wind blew off the Hudson River and into our faces. Even as I buried myself within the pack of 80 or so riders, I could feel the damp air move through…

A new shop has opened up near John, and he's hopeful that they can make a go of it. His question is why it's so hard to pay and keep good mechanics and why…

What was the day like when we discovered we loved cycling? I'll bet a hundy yours was like mine. A warm breeze blew, the sun shone in perfection, and as the…

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.…