It's so close I can almost taste it. The mud. The dust. The heavy Spring air, turning to rain, blown…
Vermont is spelled with a capital "V", surely no coincidence. With the loads of mountains and climbs available, it had to…
Riding bicycles brings people together. It forms bonds. Bonds that can last for years, lifetimes, transcending distance and even a…
On Saturday I rolled out solo in my Flandrian Best to meditate upon the V. I'd been troubled of late…
Ah, the Pacific NW in winter, who can beat it? To ride in the foothills of some of the most…
Riding the stones of Paris-Roubaix, in the Spring, in crap weather (it's possible) and finishing the ride in the velodrome…
The Hardmen. They inspire us; we aspire to be one among them. They drive us to be better cyclists. They…
Stop the presses, North American Cogal #2 is off and running. @Jeff in PetroMetro is organizing a ride deep in…
On October 15, 2011, a select team of Velominati gathered in Langley on Whidbey Island to go for a ride…
@Cyclops has taken it upon himself to organize North America's first official Cogal right in the backyard of where it…
Sometimes we need to be reminded that originality is paramount to leading a good and honest life. It took some home…
It's on like Donkey Kong! Welli-Roubaix: Hell of the North (Island) is recon'ed, the seal of approval has been licked…
There is something about Northern Europe in general and Flanders in particular that exudes The V; you feel it in the air the moment…
It's a call to arms. No, it's a call to legs, hearts and minds. Just as the Illuminati would stage…