With Keepers Tour: Cobbled Classics 2012 stitched up and in the history books, the challenge of documenting the trip became…
Those things in life that are worth having are those things which are difficult to come by; perseverance is made…
Our balaclava wearing friend, @Oracle, submitted this winter reflection on the V. The article is a little ripe, but for…
There are few pleasures in life as great as to achieve a goal, to accomplish something that doesn't come easily.…
One couldn't get much further from Shropshire, England than Adelaide, South Australia (in more ways than just lat-long) and yet…
"My teeth are famous!" exclaimed Fränk while Mrs. Scaler was running around with her shiny new camera, documenting the day.…
Even as a Pre-Cambrian Velominatus, the rusty wires in my brain must have made the connection between my machine's aesthetics and the…
Building a frame has been, since childhood, a dream which always seemed a little bit out of reach. Aside from…
While it took seven Belgians to dominate the Men's Cyclocross World Championship race on Sunday, it only took a single…
Riding bicycles brings people together. It forms bonds. Bonds that can last for years, lifetimes, transcending distance and even a…
Self-awareness is a non-optional ingredient of leading a fulfilling life; while we should always push ourselves to explore new things, we should…
I'm often told I romanticize Cycling's past, that the days gone by weren't quite as rosy as I make them out to…
The fear of crashing is there but we can't let override our pleasure in cycling. @mblume writes of this and…
Yesterday, Seattle was dark for 15 hours 34 minutes and 37 seconds. Let us not count how much it was…
In my favorite scene from Lawrence of Arabia, T.E. Lawrence, after lighting a colleague's cigarette, allows the match to burn down to his…
It hasn't always been this way, where we thoughtlessly disembogue 140 characters or less in messages sent into a medium…
If the road is the cathedral where we go to worship at the altar of Merckx then the workshop must…
Fitness. The rhythm, the feeling of precision in our movement, the sensations of The Ride. The temptation of knowing we might in…
There's no doubt I live La Vie Velominatus. Sometimes I think I live it maybe a little too much, as…
Hardly a bike can pass through my gaze without invoking a visceral reaction; admiration for a well-manicured machine regardless of…