I’m not the quickest of wits, and while I have a fondness for words, I sometimes find myself at a loss for them. Such was the case on two recent rides, coincidentally about two blocks — but several months — apart. In the first, I was riding home one evening, well before sunset. ...

Today I might be the saddest man on two wheels. Thursday was the last day of school, the last day my younger child would attend elementary school. He’s off to big, bad middle school, and at some point as we pedaled to class last week it dawned on me our bike-to-school days were ...

I don’t get folks who ride a certain sub-set of motorized two-wheelers. It’s a generalization, I know, and maybe even a stereotype, but riders of the class of Motorbike Lite seem just a little … off …to me. Occasionally, I’ll get the secret motorcycle wave (I’d show you, but ...

One of the best things about being Lawrence’s preeminent, longest-running bike blogger is all the cool schwag that comes my way. OK, that’s not entirely true. For one thing, preeminence is subjective, even if, as far as I know, ever since Fat Man Biking hung up his keyboard a couple ...

I like to pay particular attention to the Venn diagram intersection of bicycle and art. I think bikes of all kinds can be artistic in their own right; some are absolutely beautiful. I have admired pictures and paintings of and with bikes, and even a few by bikes. I recall a Kickstarter ...

I was riding back to work after dinner the other night, and up ahead I saw a flash as something darted from between a parked conversion van and pickup truck, right at my eye level. I quickly deduced it to be a bat, which I see frequently and of which I’m quite fond. However, it was a ...