By Joe Kurmaskie – The genesis of my entire life was experiencing the complete control, abandon and ecstasy of that first afternoon on a bicycle. Even the streetlight’s flicker couldn’t bring me in. It opened me wide for everything after; love and reaching for things real and beautiful, trying even after the passage of hope, the […]
That was Tom feckin’ Petty leaning against the bar with his sweaty, contorted cowboy hat pulled low, drinking a beer from Texas.
Having made the voluntary choice of weekend only access to a car, it’s also, at times, a harsh reality. Wind, rain, sleet, hail, sleety/hail, sideways rain, it doesn’t matter and it doesn’t last.
All I really need to know about how to navigate life starts and ends with the soothing meditations of a perfectly timed cadence. Here’s what I’ve learned at the University of Brooks and a few field courses at the College of Campy
By Joe Kurmaskie Speaking around the country about all things bike related has given me a few insights about where our communities stand in the evolution towards bike friendly Valhalla – we’re talking scalable, livable places where anyone can roll two wheels out the front door without fear… or requesting combat pay. Where a mix […]
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.
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.