This may be my own opinion more than any cultural norm or hard rule or anything, but when you’re biking, I think it’s flat-out rude to blow by someone else without some form of acknowledgment. It doesn’t need to be huge–a simple “on your left” or ring of a bell …
Seeing as James’ birthday was this Friday, and he had the day off from work, we decided to go on a mini adventure. Since it was a pretty spontaneous decision, we hadn’t planned it out or anything until we decided the night before on a top secret plan that involved …
This bike is locked along the Springwater Corridor, and has been there as long as I can remember. All of its unlocked pieces have slowly been stripped away, until all that’s left is the following. Even though whoever locked it up initially actually did a good lock job (the front …
Portland can’t make up its mind–between ridiculous monsoon downpours followed by brilliant sunshine, from sweating through my rain pants to seeing my breath swirl around me in the cold, I think the last 24 hours have had a little bit of everything. Always excited by the prospect of fun weather, …
