Steal the traffic cone, fall into the canal, and ride the Bianchi
The colour of a Bianchi bike is not turquoise, aquamarine, cyan, or teal. It’s Celeste. Pronounced che-less-tay. AKA Bianchi Green.Continue Reading
Category: real life cycling
The world, my oyster
It’s a plod, at best. Cadence is low. Mind flitting from thought to thought, a-wandering, a depressed butterfly for whomContinue Reading
Water! Acqua! Agua! Eau!
In Italy, I learned, they do it differently. They have a civilised, communal solution. Cycling through a town or village,Continue Reading
The sliding scale of think
The mind, as you may be aware, is as influential as the legs when it comes to riding a bikeContinue Reading
Feel the form and do it anyway
So here we are. I’ve reached a crux, balanced precariously atop a watershed, near a fork in the road. ItContinue Reading
Cycling #InEmiliaRomagna with Davide Cassani
Davide Cassani, as you may know, is the manager of the Italian national cycling team. He’s been in Yorkshire recentlyContinue Reading
A Pantani pilgrimage in Emilia Romagna
Not all bike rides are equal. Some promise much but fail to deliver. Others are mere junk miles, to prepareContinue Reading
