Another t-shirt idea
"If I were driving a car, you'd still be stuck behind me."
Yet another goddamned bike blog. Except I'm not pretty.
Some jackass SUV driver beeps at me for seemingly no reason while I'm trying to balance between a pothole and a double-parked car, and I'm instantly all in a fury---
So that's why I never followed through with actually doing cyclocross...
Have the Vadalabene Bikeway lanes been replaced along the Great River Road? Or am I in for a rude surprise when I return next summer?
I'm wasting an awful lot of time lately being obsessed with clothes. As though I didn't have anything else to worry about.
DNA from Asian carp found 7 miles from Lake Michigan
I forgot to tell you about the red fox I encountered on the Lakefront Trail late Saturday night, near the Columbia Yacht Club. Beautiful animal.
As seen on PDF.
The thing about winter in Chicago is that it sucks. Bicycling in winter isn't a whole lot of fun, and anyone who tells you otherwise is clinging to their delusion in order to survive, lest they succumb to a greater madness. But you know what, walking in winter also sucks, as does cramming onto a stuffy train in winter, waiting for the bus in winter, and digging your car out of the snow only to find that it won't start in winter. So all things considered, riding a bike is really no more unbearable than any other form of transportation.
I'm accustomed to reading about or listening to people praise the advantages of steel bicycle frames without ever actually specifying what those are (with the exception of extraordinary amounts of nostalgia for some undefined "good old days" that allegedly took place sometime between last century and earlier this decade). However, the n00b is calling BS. He wants to know what it is that makes steel better than aluminum, and under what circumstances. I told him to Google it, but I think he landed in the middle of a pissing contest on bikeforums.net because the next thing I know he was huddled in the corner whimpering and playing with his car keys.
I think I'm going to remove Fullmetal's $20 clearance plastic fenders made in France until I can afford better ones. It's just not working.
From Welcome to the Fast Lane:
He says he wants a mountain bike with road gearing and a rigid fork. I thought those were generally known as "hybrid bicycles," but he's looking for something lighter and with a more aggressive riding position than is usually found on models categorized as such. On the other hand, he seems to be shying away from something that's essentially a road bike with flat handlebars.
From the UCVC list:
I'm curious, why did you assume I was slower than you were? Because I wasn't, and that just made things difficult not only for the two of us but also for the drivers in front of and behind us.
Do NOT stop on railroad tracks. Not even partially on or very close to railroad tracks. Ever. Anywhere. For any reason.
In a future age, archeologists will uncover the remains of our civilization and conclude that we must have worshiped automobiles. Literally. How else would they explain the regular offerings of gasoline and other rare petroleum products, the vast shrines where they were kept when not in use, the daily processions along the sacred ways, the frequent human sacrifices to appease their wrath?
What is "bike culture," anyway? Is it the culture of people who are trying to make cycling safe and effective, the culture of people who are trying to make cycling fun and fashionable, or the culture of Real Athletes who ride bikes for fitness and/or competition?
The season begins on Saturday, November 28 for the Chicago Park District ice rinks. Admission is free at all outdoor rinks; skate rental is $5, except at Daley Bicentennial Plaza (enjoy it while it lasts!), where skate rental is $6. The season ends on Sunday, February 28.
Fritz's post on Cyclelicious reminded me of, among other things, a difficult question that I have begun to ask myself as a multibike owner:
I do believe, based on unscientific anecdotal evidence, that I am more likely to be struck and killed by a night bus than to be the victim of some other crime because I was riding my bike instead of riding the night bus.