The Art Of Getting Back Up

As a college sophomore and member of Drexel’s Cycling Team, Doug was training on Lancaster Avenue in Philadelphia when a pickup truck pulling an ATV plowed into him. The driver fled the scene and left Doug alone and seriously injured. He doesn’t know how long he was in the street before help came.

Before My S.U.B. Was A Status Symbol

By Joe Kurmaskie The New York Times writes about Portland, Oregon as if it were always a two wheeled OZ, a place where cyclists, lost out in the urban wilderness, could simply click their clipless heels and be back at home in the saddle. But not so long ago it was just another town where […]

The Ravioli Ride

By Joe Kurmaskie Everyone rides a bike in Italy; bankers in suits, bombshells in flowery dresses, old men carting baguettes and sausages back home in wire baskets. On the coast whole families pedal to the beach atop rusty clunkers, while in the hills you’ll spot toothless Nona’s creeping up long windy paths of blacktop, unfazed […]