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Friday Group Ride # 340

Friday Group Ride # 340

I have a friend who is convinced that e-bikes will be the end of cycling as we know it. When we don’t have to pedal, we won’t, OR as e-bikes find their way into our underdeveloped ...

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Friday Group Ride #339

Friday Group Ride #339

Every night I make a list of the things I’m grateful for and send it to some friends of mine. I understand that, to skeptics and cynics, this sounds like some kind of feel good, new age ...

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Friday Group Ride #338

Friday Group Ride #338

When I first started riding mixed-terrain, what some people call gravel but bears no resemblance at all to gravel, I mounted a pair of 28c tires on my road bike and off I went. Occasionally, ...

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Friday Group Ride #337

Friday Group Ride #337

It’s a time to count your blessings. Probably all the time is that time, but that’s what I’m working on this week. And when I do perform that particular exercise, the bike crops ...

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Friday Group Ride #336

Friday Group Ride #336

I was reading an interesting piece about struggles within the bike industry when I happened upon the phrase “Reversal of Trust.” In addition to being a great expression, independent ...

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Friday Group Ride #335

Friday Group Ride #335

Soon I’ll be on the ferry with my too stuffed pack, looking for a place to stand out of the wind, my bike below deck with an array of hybrids and hoopties leaned against it. At the ferry ...

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It Doesn’t Take Much

It Doesn’t Take Much

It doesn’t take much. Really. Two mostly round, mostly true wheels. A hop is ok. Oscillations can work, the brakes all the way out, whatever screws they have unscrewed to their limits. To ...

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Friday Group Ride #334

Friday Group Ride #334

I wanted to ride, but I had loaned my road bike to someone for a special project that I thought would end sooner than it has. I have two other bikes, but one is a mountain bike and the other is ...

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Friday Group Ride #333

Friday Group Ride #333

They are stark visual memories, crisp, even today. My six-year-old self, only just able to pedal down my suburban street, standing rapt at the top of our drive as Jamie, a teen from four doors ...

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Friday Group Ride #332

Friday Group Ride #332

There’s been a death in the family. I didn’t know him. He lived one town over from me. But, he rode his bike, commuted on it, a route I know well and have ridden more times than I ...

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