Why Do We Call It A Bike?
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When I was growing up, and when I was living as a man, everyone in my
family called me by a shortened version of my old name, with an “ee” sound
at the ...
E-bikes will kill the bike industry as we know it
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We're witnessing the beginning of an evolutionary shift in the bike
industry and in popular bike usage. Where people used to talk about the
dangers of r...
RANTWICK LOVES the USA
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Hey. I suspect that with my long absence, nobody will see this.
Nonetheless, I feel the need to make an unequivocal, blanket statement: I
love the USA. I...
Back in the Blogger Saddle
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Five years ago, I left Blogger because Google was no longer supporting it.
Blogging was going out of style because social media was taking over, and I
pr...
Six weeks off.
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The visit to see the Consultant went quite well really ... My ' numbers'
have started to creep up again so I am going to be given a different
treatme...
Phoning Back to Home
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In my last post, I was amazed to find pay phones out in the wilds of the
Olympic Penninsula. Well, apparently, those phones were connected straight
to Dal...
Spring Break Countdown
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I am pleased that *Tim* and I are planning our third consecutive spring
break bikepacking outing. We've had some good times on prior editions to
Arkans...
View along The Chattahoochee
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View of the bridge across The Chattahoochee River in Roswell, Georgia.
Photo taken from the Roswell Riverfront Trail, while on a bicycle commute.
Please cli...
Subject Matter Mostly it's about local transportation cycling, as it exists in the here and now. It's got a smattering of other gratuitous toy recreation thrown in to keep y'all a little off balance. For those that don't know me, toy recreation means English & Italian cars, aircraft - and downhill skiing.