The Dig
“Are you havin’ a dig at me?” It’s a good old phrase that one. I hear it occasionally, usually in response to some jest, part…
Velominati
Ten years of cycling culture, etiquette, and the pursuit of la vie Velominatus.
Mar 19, 2014 • 77 comments
“Are you havin’ a dig at me?” It’s a good old phrase that one. I hear it occasionally, usually in response to some jest, part…
Feb 26, 2014 • 37 comments
Not one to subscribe to the slew of text speak or acronyms that permeate the modern vernacular (well, not too much, I guess YJA is…
Feb 19, 2014 • 105 comments
Every time we get on our bikes, we are playing a game of Russian Roulette. We take care to maintain our machines, to make sure…
Jan 27, 2014 • 125 comments
Even though in today’s mountain bike world the bikes are better, the clothing more appropriate, and there are more trails to ride, there’s no denying…
Jan 15, 2014 • 79 comments
It’s the ride you’ll do the most. The hardest ride you’ll ever do, too. You’ll do it so often that it should be easy, but…
Jan 8, 2014 • 138 comments
Ok all you roadies, listen up. You’re not gonna like what I’m about to tell you, but it’s the truth. And sometimes, the truth hurts.…
Dec 16, 2013 • 49 comments
Guido went to extraordinary lengths to shield young Joshua from the horrors of the war. On the way to the camp, a bicycle race passed…
Dec 4, 2013 • 34 comments
The Skype conversation went like this: Brett: “Remember Laurent Dufaux?” Frank: “How can I forget? Twat.” Brett: “What was that fucker on? Always hanging on…
Nov 27, 2013 • 96 comments
When you’re a kid, riding with your hands off the bars is something done for thrills, for style, and to impress chicks. As an older, wiser…
Nov 6, 2013 • 82 comments
He didn’t really want to be awake at this hour, but it was the only way. Or one of them, at least. Because he wanted…
Oct 16, 2013 • 170 comments
It wasn’t so long ago that the majority of bicycles were made by hand, from raw materials, in places that aren’t China or Taiwan. While…
Oct 11, 2013 • 40 comments
Every other Tuesday night, I put on my tweed jacket with the leather elbow patches, fill a Thermos with Earl Grey and drive the Rover 3500 to…
Sep 25, 2013 • 84 comments
Think back to the early days of mountain biking. A bunch of friends, getting to the top of the hill any way they could, not…
Sep 20, 2013 • 30 comments
The home ground of Manchester United Football Club, Old Trafford, is colloquially known around the world as the Theatre of Dreams. It holds a revered…
Sep 13, 2013 • 38 comments
They don’t call it the race of truth for nothing, and Ferdi ain’t no liar. There’s no hiding when your specialist chrono machine is also…
Sep 4, 2013 • 93 comments
It’s funny what goes through your head at 3am when you’re woken by a cat. Especially if that cat’s name is Lars, and he was…
Aug 26, 2013 • 31 comments
There are many revered places in Cycling, places that are instantly recognisable, places that command their own special page in history and in our memories…
Aug 19, 2013 • 119 comments
As surely as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, if you ride a bicycle you can bet your ass against…
Jul 3, 2013 • 31 comments
André had spent the last ten years working underground, yet he had only just turned 24. His face, skin hardened and cracked from a cocktail…
Jun 12, 2013 • 74 comments
La Vie Velominatus isn’t a part-time gig. La Vie means the life, and The V is my life. Otherwise, I’d be Some V Velominatus, some…