the tao of cycling

monday morning the road was damp.  wet in places, puddles collected in potholes and deep cracks in the asphalt. my bike's headlight, on...

when I stand on my pedals to coast over wide speed humps, I am eight again. nuff said.

I haven't ridden my bicycle since november. two long months ago. perhaps that's why I've been in a slump. the blues, lethargy,...

my bicycle has 22 gears.  you can almost think about them as being on a continuum, moving from least-helpful to most-helpful, with just a bi...

I find more to be right with the entire world when I begin my day with a pre-dawn ride up a canyon.

to see one riding on her way across the asphalt road with bags attached and fenders strong legs afire, this transporting mode keeps air...

The road up Big Mountain, gated during winter months, offers surprise and delight each spring. Receding snow pulls back inch by inch, revea...