Mon Pneu est Plat
This is one of the few expressions I have managed to retain from some 13-odd years of French class. It means “my tire is flat”. It’s amazing how quickly you loose any aptitude for a learned language, and how quickly…
It’s a Long Way to Portage la Prairie
Bob, Michael, Yours Truly, Eric and Nettie. Team Glutton for Punishment. Every year a small posse of riders from Portage la Prairie’s Junk Yard Dogs join a rag-tag group of Winnipeg riders for the cycling equivalent of a 200 kilometer progressive…
Road Kill
I love to drive my car. I love to ride my bike too. So I can say with complete neutrality that there are crazies and morons on both sides of the ongoing Battle Royale between cyclists and drivers. The other…