Category cycling

Huntress (2018)

Riding a bicycle in NYC is a challenging sport. The first time I ever tried, I gave up before I even started. I was at the end of my ride from New Jersey through Massachusetts, Rhode Island, and Connecticut. A week earlier I had ridden 100 miles in steady rain from Springfield through Worcester to […]

The Watchung Mountains on a Brompton

Nobody would ever mistake the Watchung  Mountains for the Alps or the Himalayas. Nevertheless, they were an obstacle formidable enough in 1781 to guard the Continental Army against the British, who were defeated in the decisive Battle of Springfield when they tried to march on George Washington’s headquarters in Morristown. At almost 1000 feet at […]

What did Cyclists Carry in 1897?

A lot of stuff, it turns out. Personally I would leave the prayer book and the sperm oil at home, but I would definitely bring my revolver and British pluck and grit. Would all of this fit in my Carradice Nelson saddlebag? I doubt it. I’d probably have to bring a fanny pack too.

I Bought a Jaguar

Actually better. But still British. Over the next two years I’m going to be commuting frequently in and out of Newark, NJ and Manhattan, which means New Jersey Transit. You can bring full-sized bikes on NJ Transit trains but not at peak times. So the solution is a folding bike. This also lets me have […]

Grocery Shopping on a Bike

Even I impress myself sometimes with the amount of groceries I can carry on my back.

A Brief Meditation on Clipless Pedals

Last year, while riding in Watchung Reservation, a cyclist passed me on WR Tracy Drive. “On your left,” he shouted as he whizzed by me as if I were standing still. There was no shame in being passed. WR Tracy Drive is a steep incline. The cyclist who passed me was training for hills, and […]

Feeling Anglophilic

Last year I cycled 500 miles through New York, Massachusetts, Rhode Island and Connecticut on my road bike. I traveled as lightly as possible, bringing only a very small backpack and a handlebar bag. On the whole it was a good experience, but there was one thing I couldn’t stand, walking around in cycling shoes […]

Images of my suburban dreamworld: 10

This is my 2013 Jamis Commuter 1 propped up on its seat and handlebars for its monthly chain cleaning. Don’t ask my why I love this bike so much. It’s cheap, heavy, slow, and has required a lot of maintenance over the past few years. Nevertheless it gets me 7 miles to work in the […]

Going Carless

Back in 2008, right after the beginning of the “great recession” I moved back into the basement of my childhood home. It was only supposed to be for a few months until I found another apartment in the city, but we all know how that goes. Getting a lease in Michael Bloomberg’s hyper-gentrified New York […]

Reading the Landscape: 57

Since my bike doesn’t have a horn and I can’t honk, I guess I’ll have to vote for Jill Stein.