The lovely Farah Fawcett & bicycle
The wind blows hard on my face as I pedal my new Cervelo R3 along the Coastal Trail around Anchorage. The cadence of my legs clicking off the miles, the slight burn in my thighs going up the short steep hills, and the trees flitting by my side combine to give me an intense rush that never ends, but continues to propel me forward. Only 35 miles to go; I know the route and can see the next turn, feel the bump of a tree root, watch for other cyclists, hikers, and runners.
For years I rode my hand-built beautiful Italian 'Legnano bike' with the full-Campagnolo components. I pedaled it everywhere through Maryland while in graduate school, through the Tetons, and around Alaska. It never wore out...lots of sew-up tires, but the bike is a beauty.
As the internet took off I googled 'cycling' and a world of wonders were unveiled. As the years passed, hundreds of sites appeared. Even 'Velo News' is there; 'Bicycling.com', and a zillion others. I could see the results of races within minutes; I could see video clips of the riders, the finishes, the new gear.
And then I clicked on http://www.Copenhagencyclechic.com and discovered bike porn!
Copenhagen Cycle Chic's banner is a woman riding a red bike, gorgeous legs, and high heel shoes. It had my attention immediately. Clicking through the photos on the site I saw hundreds, thousands of folks on bikes. And just as I remembered from my youth, the women were awesome. The men were cool. Everyone had on great clothes. It was a site for us all.
Even the bikes are beautiful, normal street bicycles. Some have beautiful paint jobs, some are black and simple, some have huge baskets, others have carts attached. Drool drips from the lips as I check out the photos. I'm in love! In love with the women, in love with the bikes.
The sidebar lists an ever growing number of links to similar sites from virtually every city in the world. Some of my personal favorites are:
And check out all the bike manufacturers; for starters try Velorbis:
The blogs inspired me to sit on a bench in downtown Anchorage, Alaska, and photograph the fine folks in my local burg bustling past. In a few minutes I saw everything from kids to king size; from race bikes to trikes:
Future dirt biker with mud!
Mountain biker at Westchester lagoon