I’ll admit it. I would love to be taking giant bike adventures all the time. But of course, life is definitely not always a giant bike adventure. Sometimes, life is a routine. And sometimes, in that routine, it seems like the same sorts of things happen in the same sorts …
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 …
 I. Monday. Despite my best efforts, I am sick. I tried all weekend to drown these unwelcome germs in echinacea tea, in soup full of garlic and ginger, I tried my best to stay healthy — but this time, the germs win. When I bike to work, up the hill, …
When I was younger, my family used to go camping. Some of it I remember: bison licking the windows of our car in Yellowstone, for example, or playing in the creeks and rivers with my brother, Alex inevitably falling in. ;) I remember eating cookies at Glacier Point in Yosemite; …
