Whenever I see a biker stopped on the side of the road, or walking their bike down the street, or bending down around some imperceptible thing on their chain, or really doing anything at all that seems like it might portend something bad for the rest of their commute, I …
Every summer, I inevitably catch a glimpse of my winter riding gloves and ask myself how I can possibly stand having to wear those things. From the glow of summer, I think back to days where even in all their insulated glory they failed to keep my fingers warm and …
For the last two nights, James and I have had a relative stranger sleeping upstairs in our house. No, it’s not as creepy as it sounds: Neil, our short-term house guest, is the first person to contact me via the Warmshowers website, a resource for touring cyclists. Basically what it …
It’s been…oh, about four weeks since I started working for real(ish) and taking some classes at Portland State. Apparently, four weeks of schedule is about all it takes until I’m ready for the next adventure. This is somewhat troublesome when it comes to living what most might consider a normal …
