Maker’s Mark
If the best things in life are free, Messrs Lennon and McCartney must’ve just been given a huge bag of top-grade cocaine and were off their…
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The Race of Truth
We’ve all felt it; going over a bump or through a corner and feeling that unmistakable bit of slop in the handling that sends your…
Reverence: Kuwahara Hirame Pump Head
I pump my tires up every single day, and every day it is the only part of Cycling I don’t like. The act of pumping while…
Meet Your Maker
The wheel has always fascinated me, and why wouldn’t it? It’s one of the oldest known inventions, with the earliest archeological example believed to be…
Defining Moments: Dust Caps
I genuinely miss the eighties. Funny Bikes, which I say without thinking this though. Then again, time trial bikes today are basically road bikes with a position…
The Goldilocks Principle: Deflategate
The Rider is the best book ever written about Cycling. I don’t mean that figuratively, I literally mean that literally. I say this despite having had…
The Tightness of Being
Sprezzatura. Leave it to the Italians to dedicate a word to trying to Look Fantastic without looking like you’re trying too hard. I’ve haven’t spent…
There Ought to be a Rule…
We all know where I stand in the cycling sock department, white and not too tall, any color sock as long as it’s white. If…
The First Step
I’ve spent my adult life believing that Mario Cippolini was the first rider to soil the Rainbow Jersey with matching bibshorts. Granted, Super Mario could pull off…
In Memoriam: Loose Ball Bearings
The darker months bring out the macabre in each of us; for Gianni it was the extinction of his beloved Park Tool adjustable clamp. For…
The Dark Side
White is a troublesome color; hard to keep clean. I have a white dress shirt that I never wear because even if I manage not…
Experts Only: The Winter Cycling Cap
We just finished a thorough examination of the Cyclist’s marquee accoutrement, the Cycling Cap. Today’s lesson is about the Cycling Cap’s red-headed step brother, the Winter…
The Hum
One of the things that strikes me most about the English is they don’t appear to have developed any sort of “inner dialog”. It seems anything…
Point of Contact: Bont Vaypor+
If Rouler does not do reviews, we don’t do reviews. Think of this as a commentary on Bont’s Vaypor+ road shoe. Any discussion of points-of-contact…
Reverence: Waterboys and Podiums
This article started off as a Reverence for the Camelbak Podium, and might still be, who knows, it’s late and my mind is scrambled. As…
Tubular Survival Kit
There was never any question in my mind that tubulars are more romantic than clinchers, and as a Velominatus I was always convinced that the…
Reverence: DeFeet Wooleators
Cyclists love socks. I know I do. I’d make a point of collecting as many pairs as I could from every race, event, shop or…
Three Points in Space
Most great ideas in life are accompanied by an unforeseen consequence of equal or greater magnitude. For instance, no one predicted that the Industrial Revolution…
Guest Article: Saddle Sore Galore or Taint Misbehavin’
Chamois leather used in cycling shorts looked like this only once, before the first washing. After that one had to slather cream onto it to…
Reverence: Pedro’s Bike Lust
I met a nice character a few weeks ago on a magnificent ride through the Bay Area. He rode a Colnago C-50 which was so filthy…