Guest blogger Bike Snob NYC clings to his sanity in winter
Angus gives his insight to his weekend in Tábor
I have mixed feelings after the Worlds. To sum it up, it just ended badly. There were some highlights in there. My manager Pieter giving me an Orval while the paramedic cleaned up my leg was one. Dinner with the boys after was good fun too. But the second half of my race went badly and the fact that I now have trouble walking has most certainly tainted my mood. The time, energy and preparation that you put into a race like this certainly increases the expectations, but of course you need to remember that everyone else in the race will be giving it 110% too.
Kevin Downey joins the blog to recount his epic journey
After returning from a 59 day tour of mainland Europe, I never envisioned taking on the world on two wheels. But 13 months and 2,000 miles later, I found myself in Istanbul, Turkey far from my home in Ireland once again. With the right support behind me I continued on through 41 countries, covering 30,000 miles on bicycle, and 20,000 by boat. Relying on the kindness of strangers, I lived for two and a half years on the finer things in life, while raising over £5,000 pounds for Depaul Ireland, a charity tackling homelessness on the Emerald Isle.
The Brooks Blog welcomes Julian Wong to recount one of his adventures
In the spring of 2013 I set off from California carrying my father’s ashes to his hometown in China. By the end of the year I had cycled across the United States, flown to Norway from Florida and cycled Scandinavia, the Baltics, Central Europe and most of the Balkans. It was early 2014 when I decided to escape the winter doldrums of Europe and fly to the warm and exotic land of Egypt.
Juliet Elliott's top rides of 2014
I must be getting old. Just like that, 2014 is over. I remember when I was a kid, the summer holidays lasted forever and Christmas always seemed an eternity away. I always hoped that those who told me ‘school days are the best of your life’ were far off the mark. Endless hours of maths, PE in sub zero temperatures wearing gym knickers and an airtex shirt; how could that be the best life had to offer? PE even made me think I wasn’t ‘sporty,’ but that’s another story for another time. Now I’m free from the horrors of netball, drinking at bus stops and GCSEs, I’m having more fun that ever and life seems to fly by. So they were wrong. I bloody knew it. School sucks and being a grown up rules.
Guest Blogger Bike Snob NYC's Day-After-New-Year's-Day Ride
It is traditional for cyclists to partake in a New Year’s Day ride, which is precisely why I leave the roads to the wobbly legions making good on their resolutions and sweating out their hangovers.
Instead, I skip the ride and take a walk on the beach, where I ask mighty Neptune to provide me with a sign of what to expect in the coming year. Last year his portent came in the form of hot dogs, while this year he presented me with this disembodied fish head.
Brooks Sponsored Angus Edmond Reports Back on CX in the UK
My trip to England for the UCI Cyclocross World Cup in Milton Keynes, started with me leaving my keys at work (a 15km bike ride each way). But this was ok, because I had a little time up my sleeve and everything was packed and ready to roll. The second hitch came when I took a second look at my boarding pass, and realised I needed to be at the airport 40 minutes earlier than I had thought. This brought on a bout of nausea and caused my hands to shake. To cap it off the airport bus too was late and this was one flight I did not want to miss.
Guest Blogger Bike Snob NYC Confronts His Demons
In the world of cycling, conventional wisdom states:
1) There’s no mountain biking in New York City;
2) Brooks saddles have no place on mountain bikes and only belong on twee touring cycles ridden by people who dress like they’re heading out to hunt pheasant;
3) If velocity is defined as the rate of change of position with respect to time, i.e. v = dx/dt, where v is velocity and x is the displacement vector, then there is a 100% chance that the triathlete will crash.
Introducing our Sponsored Rider Angus Edmond
I have ridden bikes all my life, but it didn’t really become an obsession until I moved to Copenhagen from New Zealand. There are no mountains to climb, no rivers to paddle, so I had to figure out what it was that I could do here. Biking became it.