If I take the direct way there (ha! which I very rarely do;), this is approximately what my commute to work looks like right now: When I get to Washington Park, the green part on the left of that route, I head up Kingston Dr, a lovely meander through the …
It’s 6:30pm, and James and I are driving all around the Fremont neighborhood of Seattle, looking for a parking spot. As we go up one street and down the next trolling for empty curbsides, I am about to blow my top. “How do people put up with this shit?” I …
There are a lot of really sad bicycles in New York. Bikes chained up (and, in fact, most of them are chained, not U-locked) and seemingly forgotten about litter the sidewalks. Many are missing integral pieces — say, a wheel, or two, or a seat, or the handlebars. Many have …
I may spew happy-go-lucky about bike adventure, but the ability to have bike adventures depends in large part on a bigger context of bikeability in this world. With that in mind, welcome back to guest blogger Dieter Loibner, keeping it real in the following:) (good intentions…) Part I: Is more …
