One finds being chased by hounds, when those hounds are near those hounds’ houses, a minor indignity only. Such incidents commonly take place on streets sufficiently wide that the adept cyclist can negotiate his or her […]
Some years ago now, I was given a Turnbull & Asser shirt, made in England, "By Appointment to H.R.H. The Prince of Wales". It would now be at least 10 years old, yet still it outshines […]
…they would make millions. Each model would be braised and lugged with a clear coat finish to expose all that good honest American handcrafting, in the manner of bikes by Bowery Lane Bicycles—oh so cool! There […]
After being flagellated for 3 months by a clever-by-halves Basil pannier (don’t get me started!) I finally decided to gamble, that AUD$350 might buy me something that actually works. With my fourth recent order from Chain […]
Some time ago I was riding what I now call my pub bike—a 15 year old yellow cro-mo trailblazer that nobody would steal—along a bush trail. It was an undulating section, one most mountain bike riders […]
