Gravel grinding and L’Eroica

Gravel. Even the word sounds uncomfortable. At odds to my road biking world, the usual black tarmac lines swapped for the stark white trails. It’s riding, but not as we know it…

The glimmer of success

A hill climb podium position and the power of small victories. It’s all relative, right?

Lago del Naret – Cycling climbs of Switzerland

If a cycling God exists, they would live at the summit of Lago del Narèt. It’s not the longest, not the highest, not even the steepest. This climb needs no such gimmicks. It has beauty.

Big ride

I can’t remember when I stopped counting. I know not what compels me to ride all day, traversing distances some people think twice about when driving. Anything less than 100 miles is now a short ride. When did that happen?

The bike that thinks it’s a rhinoceros 🦏

Mistakes. We all make them. For some the consequences are greater than others. Pedestrians, cyclists, drivers. We share one inescapable trait. We’re all human.

The commute

Beauty can lie within the ordinary. The humdrum. The good old commute.

First ride: Clip-on aero bars on a road bike

A story more interesting than the subject. Clip on aero bars? Yawn. And yet my first ride took me by surprise. It was thrilling! My new found speed was electric, amplified by my new position closer to the ground. How quick?

A week in the life of a cyclist

A peek into the madness that is the amateur cyclist’s daily life. So Pro…

Being dropped

It will never happen to me. Yet it did. Humiliation, defeat, weakness. It wasn’t even a quick ride. Bump, gone, just like that. Dropped.

Cycling in New Zealand

New Zealand. Everything is vast. The journey. The deep blue sea. Mountains as far as the eye can see. Landscapes that steal your soul. The number of tourists…