Reverence: Straight Round Tubes
Tradition and innovation sit mostly comfortably alongside each other in Cycling. The bicycle itself is inherently a very simple machine, the basic design of which…
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The Graceful Touch of La Volupté
I get to certain parts of my training when I begin to crave his blows, especially in winter. Winter is the time of year when…
A Shift In Time
Returning to your roots can be both a rewarding and sobering experience. The nostalgia one feels for the halcyon days of youth, the memories of…
The Aesthete’s Choice
It has not escaped my attention that as I’ve evolved away from my original profession as a software developer and moved towards systems and solutions architecture…
Reverence: Chris King Espresso Tamper
Even if you don’t own an espresso machine, you might want to own one of these. It’s art. It’s form and function in a seamless…
Guest Article: The Cyclist’s Creed
Do we love our inanimate objects too much? I don’t think so. I remember getting home from yet another Sunday ride, completely ruined. I had…
Reverence: The Ghosts of 2am
The Prophet had never been dropped by anyone in a race-threatening situation during his entire Grand-Tour career. But he was dropped on this, a relatively minor climb…
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…
Viva Il Giro
The Giro ended on Sunday in Milano. Three weeks of Italian immersion have been completely worthwhile. I knew May was going to go this way…
Voyeurs
We are a sick lot. We have no morals whatsoever. I understand why others are wary of us, why café patrons reel in disgust, why real men driving utes…
Roubaix: Anatomy Of A Shithole
One of the best, most memorable (and repeated) lines from the movie In Bruges is “it’s a shithole”. Of course this isn’t true; Bruges (or…
Brush Strokes On The Soul
I dream of painting and then I paint my dream. -Vincent Van Gogh Poor old Vinnie may have been Dutch, mad as a cut snake,…
Reverence: Daylight Saving Time
Not too many people espouse the virtues of Daylight Saving Time, much less chose to write about it every bloody year. But Daylight Saving Time is my favorite…
Anatomy Of A Photo: Looks Don’t Kill, Guns Do
Ya don’t fuck with a Planckaert. Do so at your own peril. And that’s any shorts length debate settled, too.
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…
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When Kits Were Cool
The modern day Pro cyclist has many disadvantages stacked against them by comparison to their forefathers. They have to ride plastic bikes with little or…
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…
End of an Error
Jens Voigt is set to retire as we speak, having one final crack at a long break in some race in the Cycling backwater of…
Joe Kid on a Moto-Bike
Never forget your roots, they say… OK, I’m a child of the 70’s, and back then bicycles were as big a part of my life as…
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Kermis: Breaking Away
July 13 2014 marked the 35th anniversary of the seminal ‘cycling film’ Breaking Away. 35 years. Nothing stays popular for that long, right? Things get…