David

  1. Great piece. I was waiting for the boner joke though!

  2. @wiscot

    @Cycle Chick

    Thanks all. Cool to hear that the BMX experience was universal.

    @wiscot Of course I’ll marry you.

    Sounds like Brett and I may have to duel at dawn with frame fitting pumps for your fair hand. Or even perform a range of tasks a la Hercules to the same end: Fixing a flat in sub-zero temps, winning a maiilot jaune, relaying a kilometer of cobbles, making a perfect post-ride cappuchino, cleaning every bike in your stable to spotless, pristine condition, wrapping new handlebar tape perfectly . . . what say you Brett?

    Technically, you didn’t even ask! You said to expect proposals, but didn’t put yours forward.

    And, I live in New Zealand. Cycling heaven.

    I win.

  3. I’ve been looking at these photos in the media library for a few weeks and could not wait to figure out what the twat in the white jump suit fucking up their CX remount was all about. I figured it was for one of @brett’s articles, so I think that swings the marriage proposal into his favor.

  4. @frank I should explain the photo. It’s my fried David, who’s mount, and riding in general can only be described as sublime. The photo was taken at a Halloween ‘cross race, where David impressed everyone with his ‘Superman’ -whereby one rides prone with belly on saddle. One of these days I might have the guts (or enough vodka) to give it a try.

  5. Thats a great article…I too was waiting for the boner joke at the end, but remember being one of those kids on the bmx….unfortunately too often ending in mishap !

    Cheers

  6. @il ciclista medio

    Great piece. I was waiting for the boner joke though!

    That lead photo is the boner joke.

    Possible punchlines include:

  7. Catching up after a return from hols….I just wanted to say this article is awesome!  Such evocative writing, it was 5 minutes of real pleasure to read.  Chapeau!

  8. @Deakus

    Catching up after a return from hols….I just wanted to say this article is awesome! Such evocative writing, it was 5 minutes of real pleasure to read. Chapeau!

    There’s lots more pleasurable reading on her blog but, be warned: I think she’s already married!

  9. A man with an incredibly small penis takes his new girlfriend to bed for the first time, and because he is not proud of his incredibly small penis, he insists they turn off the lights. Once it’s dark he makes his move and puts his erection in her hand, and she says “No thanks, I don’t smoke.”

  10. Those night rides are the memorable ones. My small group of 3-4 in upstate NY would head out at dusk and go where the wind blew us. In the fall after the leaves were down, no lights on moon lit roads. Winter, mountain bikes and full moons, memorable for the temps and awesomeness.

    I love slow days in Canada! Red-Green, do your curtsy, and cross kit full boiler suit and wool ski socks as shoe covers! Not to mention good laughs at the expense of overinflated male egos! Thanks CC, keep the good stuff coming.

  11. @brett

    @wiscot

    @Cycle Chick

    Thanks all. Cool to hear that the BMX experience was universal.

    @wiscot Of course I’ll marry you.

    Sounds like Brett and I may have to duel at dawn with frame fitting pumps for your fair hand. Or even perform a range of tasks a la Hercules to the same end: Fixing a flat in sub-zero temps, winning a maiilot jaune, relaying a kilometer of cobbles, making a perfect post-ride cappuchino, cleaning every bike in your stable to spotless, pristine condition, wrapping new handlebar tape perfectly . . . what say you Brett?

    Technically, you didn’t even ask! You said to expect proposals, but didn’t put yours forward.

    And, I live in New Zealand. Cycling heaven.

    I win.

    I dunno about that. Yes, I technically didn’t ask, but I live in WI which s a damn sight closer to Winnipeg than NZ and the cycling around here ain’t too shabby either! Score draw I think!

  12. @wiscot

    @brett

    @wiscot

    @Cycle Chick

    Thanks all. Cool to hear that the BMX experience was universal.

    @wiscot Of course I’ll marry you.

    Sounds like Brett and I may have to duel at dawn with frame fitting pumps for your fair hand. Or even perform a range of tasks a la Hercules to the same end: Fixing a flat in sub-zero temps, winning a maiilot jaune, relaying a kilometer of cobbles, making a perfect post-ride cappuchino, cleaning every bike in your stable to spotless, pristine condition, wrapping new handlebar tape perfectly . . . what say you Brett?

    Technically, you didn’t even ask! You said to expect proposals, but didn’t put yours forward.

    And, I live in New Zealand. Cycling heaven.

    I win.

    I dunno about that. Yes, I technically didn’t ask, but I live in WI which s a damn sight closer to Winnipeg than NZ and the cycling around here ain’t too shabby either! Score draw I think!

    Maybe we could all move to Utah…

  13. @Rob

    @Cycle Chick

    Since we are not making a living racing, these group rides which don’t fall under the serious definition of training rides are about as much fun as one can have as a cyclist. And if they improve one’s fitness, bike handling and ability to ride and laugh, perfection.

    There was a dedicated winter night mountain bike group back where I used to live, a group I never joined. I crashed enough in the daytime, without the ice. I am big pussy. 

  14. From @Rob on a slightly related note. This was a race Rob actually did, wearing wool shorts and a hairnet, but in the 1980’s. These guys mean business. Tour of the Gaspé in Eastern Canada. Hardman Tour, staying in people’s houses, eating what was at the table, Canadian hospitality.

    And I doubt @Rob heard this groovy soundtrack whist racing.

    60 Cycles by Jean-Claude Labrecque, National Film Board of Canada

  15. Spot on post !

    Those were the days !

    Sounds like the world is not such a big place after all.

  16. @Cycle Chick

    @frank I should explain the photo. It’s my fried David, who’s mount, and riding in general can only be described as sublime. The photo was taken at a Halloween ‘cross race, where David impressed everyone with his ‘Superman’ -whereby one rides prone with belly on saddle. One of these days I might have the guts (or enough vodka) to give it a try.

    Ah, the Superman. Beautiful. Cooler than Fab’s’s’s’s.

    In all honesty, this is the first and only time I’ve ever started wondering how to make a trip up to Winnipeg. That ride sounds more than perfect.

  17. @Gianni

    @Rob

    @Cycle Chick

    Since we are not making a living racing, these group rides which don’t fall under the serious definition of training rides are about as much fun as one can have as a cyclist. And if they improve one’s fitness, bike handling and ability to ride and laugh, perfection.

    There was a dedicated winter night mountain bike group back where I used to live, a group I never joined. I crashed enough in the daytime, without the ice. I am big pussy.

    I have to say, I really never just get on the bike and go whereever. I will do that one day a week, from now on. Alone, or with others – its gonna happen sonny jim!

  18. @Gianni Mon Dieu! Fantastique!

  19. @brett @wiscot Utah it is – I’m not sure it’s exactly mid-distance between Winnipeg, Wisconsin and New Zealand, but hopefully one of those states with somewhat liberal views when it comes to marriage.

  20. @frank Of course you would be most welcome. We might even bring you up to the treehouse overlooking the bison herd for a beer. It is an experience every Winnipeg cyclist should have at least once.

  21. The joy of just riding. Too many people take riding far too seriously. Unless you do it for a living it should be fun first and hard work second. Just don’t do what I did and take your friend on his skinny tyre road bike out and forget it can’t go places your CX bike can…

    It’s also the joy a CX bike brings. You don’t have to think about what you are doing or where you are going. Unless you intentionally abuse it you will brake before it does.

  22. @frank

    @Gianni

    @Rob

    @Cycle Chick

    Since we are not making a living racing, these group rides which don’t fall under the serious definition of training rides are about as much fun as one can have as a cyclist. And if they improve one’s fitness, bike handling and ability to ride and laugh, perfection.

    There was a dedicated winter night mountain bike group back where I used to live, a group I never joined. I crashed enough in the daytime, without the ice. I am big pussy.

    I have to say, I really never just get on the bike and go whereever. I will do that one day a week, from now on. Alone, or with others – its gonna happen sonny jim!

    WTF meaning “wherever the fuck” is a good place to go on a bike. Ended up riding way down a gravel road to cross a pebble bed creek and then way up the other side. Coming off the gravel, made the mistake of unweighting the rear wheel and spun out at the edge of the pavement. I went down as gravity demands on such occasions. Still the road was incredible and despite snapping the top of my lever body off, it was a good experience. The bonus was being able to align the lever pieces back up and knock the pin back in with a rock. The lever made the return. I will come back to this road however the hell we got there — I don’t know.

  23. Love these articles reflecting on the riding we did as kids. I grew up in a family that enjoyed bikes as recreational tools but ideas of competing on a bike or racing one never entered our collective conscious. Bikes were an almost daily part of growing up. I never got into the BMX scene (parents wouldn’t even let me have a bike with pegs) but I rode the heck out of all the cheap huffy brand bikes I ever had.

  24. @Gianni

    From @Rob on a slightly related note. This was a race Rob actually did, wearing wool shorts and a hairnet, but in the 1980′s. These guys mean business. Tour of the Gaspé in Eastern Canada. Hardman Tour, staying in people’s houses, eating what was at the table, Canadian hospitality.

    And I doubt @Rob heard this groovy soundtrack whist racing.

    60 Cycles by Jean-Claude Labrecque, National Film Board of Canada

    Great film.  Thanks for sharing.

  25. @Gianni Fuck. That . Was. Cool.

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