The stuff that gets you places
There are a lot of really sad bicycles in New York. Bikes chained up (and, in fact, most of them are chained, not U-locked) and seemingly forgotten about litter the sidewalks. Many are missing integral pieces — say, a wheel, or two, or a seat, or the handlebars. Many have …
A few times over the last few weeks, I’ve passed this bike locked up near my work: It’s the same frame as my bike, a Soma Double Cross, but built up a bit differently. And even though I don’t get super into bike nerdery the way some folks do, it’s …
My camera has survived being dropped from my bicycle at high velocity a few times, getting sand ingrained in its every moving part in Utah, and who knows how many other bumps and scratches over several years of coming on adventures with me–but now, finally, it’s toast. An accidental bath …
Okay, “catastrophe” might be a little strong. More like “potentially very bad situation.” Regardless, it has to do with my new(ish) Soma bike, which you may recall has disc brakes. Disc brakes are a new system to me. If they’re not familiar to you either, they look like this: The …
