The short version:
Thank you Bikepacking.com and Apidura. Exped and Mountain Hardwear, Supernova and Petzl, and Optimus. I am truly, genuinely grateful!
I’ve had this hardtail, my previous bike so to speak, in my storage for some time now. For the past half year or so it basically hasn’t been rideable, most of its moving parts were simply worn out, period. I always had the idea that I would fix it up, if for nothing else than … Continue reading New old thing
Cycling the Tippetue track, it’s where this ride began and ended, isn’t excactly allowed. So I tend to walk the bike here, at least on the way up. It does happen though, occasionally, that I ride it on the way down but—and I know this isn’t a valid excuse—only if I’m very tired. I do … Continue reading Carry that thing
The distance between home and work isn’t great, far from it. Still, the short commute does offer some nice views every now and then. Save
The first one didn’t look too bad. Up a gravel road, a very nice gravel road in fact. Not steep but with my tired legs—it was getting late in the afternoon and I had been out most of the day—it felt steep enough. As I wasn’t quite sure it was the right turn I remember … Continue reading Wrong turns
Today, in seven steps, just like in the fairy tales. 1) Rode my bike to a nearby mountain. Carried it too. Felt for a cup of coffee. Photographed bike against scenery. Chit–chatted with strangers, all of them terribly nice. Made a not–such–a–great ass of myself. Go humanity! You have no idea how lovable you are. … Continue reading Seven, just like in the fairy tales
Visual notes from last sunday’s kilometers.