The Campagnolo Experience, Day 1: When in Rome

Today was a resounding reaffirmation that airplanes are flying germ canisters that put us in unacceptable proximity with other humans – complete with all of their unpleasant habits, noises, and smells. However, until teleporting becomes a reality, mass transportation will…

I Hate House

Oh House Industries, how I hate you and your elegant and beautifully executed design solutions. I’ve hated you for a while now, with your always-perfect handprinted serigraph prints, clever housewares, and, of course, amazing catalogue of typographic genius. But after…

Mamma mia!

In case you missed it, a while ago I entered a contest on Facebook for a dream cycling tour in Italy called The Campagnolo Experience, which I WON in a random draw. Some Bitter McBittersons out there have been insinuating that…

What were they thinking?

This weekend, in preparation for Italy, I rode my bike 200 kilometres. Mostly on quiet, rural roads, where I found the drivers (with only one rude exception) courteous and patient, giving me oodles of room when they passed. Once I…

The Guerciotti Project, Stage 5: All about The Stem

The stem is a very important part of a bicycle. Not only does it serve to hold the handlebars, it also ensures that when you turn said handlebars in a certain direction, your front wheel follows. Nobody loves stem like…

Dark Cross, the Poem

‘Twas the day before DarkCross and all ’round the track the course tape was stretched out without any slack.The banners were hung on the fencing with care, In hopes that the sponsors would make people stare. The t-shirts were nestled…

Is it getting dark, or is it just me?

Yes, boys and girls, this Saturday it all gets underway with DarkCross. That’s only two sleeps away! I was almost too busy helping run the hype machine to remind you. Running the hype machine can almost be a full time…

The Guerciotti Project, Phase 4: Royally Forked

In the grand scheme off things, a cracked fork is no big deal. In the somewhat smaller scheme of a bike restoration, however, a cracked fork is a fucking catastrophe. This post is about a broken fork and how my…

Product Review: Sugoi RSE Jersey & Bib Shorts

Being an international blogging sensation means I get all sorts of free stuff. And by free stuff I mean eye strain and parking tickets. But every so often I do get for real awesome stuff and I am happy to…

If I'm dreaming, don't wake me. Please.

In case you missed my screams of joy followed by loathsome gloating on the interwebs, I got some pretty exciting news today. A few weeks ago I entered a contest on the Facebook for a cycling trip to Italy. It sounded…

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