February 19, 2012

the complete woman cyclist

Men admire women on omafiets (grandma bikes), as they admire women in very high heels, or indeed, girls with bound feet. There is something alluring about a woman who is bound to tradition, bound to go […]
February 19, 2012

It’s the weekend!

Ah, Saturday, when a man can relax, and think about racing and sex—let problems of bike access to buildings sort themselves out, during the week. In last night’s race I broke away with a champion schoolboy […]
February 16, 2012

Bike parking: a piece of the puzzle

The historic epicentre of my city is a peninsula, but a century of urban sprawl has shifted the geographical epicentre much further inland. Where the old city has been the focus of public transport, the logical […]
February 16, 2012

Man about town

I do so enjoy just being out about town on my bike. Mine is a sprawling, car dependent city, where going for a walk down the main street might see you pass no more than a […]
February 16, 2012

Sharrows from the council, who don’t know what they’re for.

On my way into the office yesterday, an opportunity arose for some bike activist nit-picking. Sharrows along our city-to-university bike route have been erased, and new ones painted, under parked cars! Local government is so delightfully […]