I love Kombucha. It tastes weird, is unpredictably fizzy, makes rampant and unfounded health claims, and costs a small fortune - I mean how much better can a hippy, new-age, health fad get?Continue Reading
Eat, Love, Ride, Explore.
I’ve been sorely remiss about writing here lately and for that I’m sorry. But the good news is that I have been writing. A lot, actually. And having work in this economy? Well, that’s a good thing - am I right? The other good thing is that I’ve been working on lots of stories that [...]Continue Reading
Even in this crazy cycling world of constant upgrades and never-ending eye-candy, Rapha seemed completely out of my league. Besides, what was the point? They don't even make women's gear. Then I got my hands on a pair of Rapha Cross 3/4 length bibs. I put them on and stood in front of the mirror and did not feel faster. Nor did I look faster. I was extremely skeptical.Continue Reading
Forgive me, Sante Pogliaghi, for I have sinned. I know. I know that steel is real. I know that you spent all those many years in your shop making the most beautiful bikes known to man. I know that you are infinite and great. I still love you. I still bow my head. I still [...]Continue Reading
Last year, I picked up a randonneuring habit. A new cycling-related hobby was probably the last thing I needed, but that didn’t stop me. Natalie Ramsland enchanted me with the idea of riding further-for-longer, so we set off together to dip our toes into this brave new world. In the process we visited Covered Bridges [...]Continue Reading