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is that a cross check or an LHT? either way, yum. I'm getting a cross check later in the year and so this kind of pic is really making me want one even more (even if it is a LHT). also, where'd you get the pic?
It's not my bike, but I think it's an LHT. I found the pic on this blog from the states that I read quite a bit...ecovelo.info It a great website, more utilitarian, but full of eye candy.
Same place I found this beauty.
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Bad angle, but...
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4826057449_039cd52fbe_b.jpg
the Colnago is LEGIT!
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http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss214/IbisMojo/all/12Ti.jpg
The Fat Chance is sooo nice...my brother had one in the mid-to-late 80s.
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Is this Major Taylor?
One and the same...the blog has the same pic posted with a story and tshirt with Major on it.
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A slightly different kind of bike porn.
Peep this bike inspired flash mob in Brussels.
YouTube- Choir / bike flashmob Central Station Brussels
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I read that and I think so fucking what?
My reaction is the same, even though I've been riding for the last 30 years, starting at the age of 10, making me 38 and then technically a MAMIL. I wear my lycra kit on long rides...if you're not down with lycra, fine, rock those skinny trousers and pants on a nice little ride to Brighton and back and see how you feel after.
Cycling is the new golf for middle aged men...carbon fiber and Italian components = a new elitism.
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I'm going to go out on a limb and suggest that the same people are responsible for this example of a web site that sucks
http://www.fragment.jp/Agreed.
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My epic close call was actually quite a while ago, but thought I'd share anyways. Was riding the north downs on my road bike (yes, I'm a cheap whore and cheat on my single once and a while and ride something with a few options) near Woldingham. Was coming down a hill towards a round about and about 50 yards in front of me a huge bull, complete with a set of horns 2.5 feet on each side, came charging out of the bush onto the road, stopped in the middle of the road staring at me. I locked up my brakes desperately hoping to slow from the 33mph I was doing to 0 as fast as possible. I managed to stop about 20 yards from the bull not sure what to do, looking behind me the nearest car had stopped about 30 yards behind me. With no help from the vehicle, I also realized at that point I was wearing a red jersey (double crap). What followed felt like an eternity, but was more like a 20 second stare down, while i feared for my life. Maybe I won the stare down, but the bull then finished crossing the road and left me with weak legs, just being thankful to have not got gored.
http://kriscanuck.wordpress.com/2009/04/18/bulls-on-parade/