Are cyclists increasingly becoming non compos mentis? I ask this because there’s been some reaaaaallllly thick-headed trash talk this weekend about the unreasonable costs ($39) attached to riding in the annual LA County Bike Coalition River Ride — one I’ve not only done three times as a participant/LACBC member, but also this past three years …
While carrying my bike around a closed gate on Elysian Park Road during the beginning part of another awesome edition of last night’s RIDE-Arc ride, in the darkness I somehow managed to spy something scurrying along the ground out from under my feet and my first thought was I’d disrupted some poor lizard’s evening. Never …
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Talk about a twofer this morning. In the first clip I come up behind an insecure moped rider on Venice Boulevard who — despite it being illegal and able to attain and maintain traffic flow speeds — opts to ride exclusively in the bike lane: And in this next encounter a few blocks later I …
Tis the season… for goatheads. Grrrrrrrrrreat. I don’t know where I picked this fine fellow up but I saw it stuck in my front tire while I was still a couple miles away from work this morning. At least it had the decency to stay embedded in the sidetread and keep enough air in the …
My 70-mile “Ride Of A Lifetime” last Thursday, helped me finish the month of May with 682.45 bicycling miles — topping my previous all-time high of March’s 651.08. Had I opted to go for a 24-mile ride Saturday I could have broken the 2,800-mile barrier, but I figured I’d save that for today.
Been a bit dormant here the last couple days. Sorry ’bout that. I’m happy to report that my “Ride of a Lifetime” ended up being a 70-mile affair and when I got home pretty much the only thing I did was play catch with the dog, drink a couple tall Pabstsesses and watch the clock …
There are two ways you can read that headline: 1) As coming from someone whose patience is waning, or 2) As coming from someone answering “What’s this about?” From my perspective I’m way more in the No. 2 camp. See, this Thursday it will be 44 years to the day that I came into this …