Category: Surly Pugsley
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A Winter Poem
Rolling through the xmas tree farmOverwhelming aromas of evergreen and wood smokeSlightest hint of 1940’s diesel tractor
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One Serious Bike
Me, locking this bike up at Picaroons this weekend with the intent of scoring an espresso at Neighbourly Coffee. An older lady and gentleman stroll along, he exclaims: “WOW. That is one SERIOUS bike there!” Me, chuckling, “Serious? Is that good or bad? I try not to be too serious when riding it…” He: “No,…
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Did you tell Chet about the bike we made last night?
“Chet, Chet, Chet…” So you have 26” mountain bikes that are growing up to 29” mountain bikes, meaning bikes in general and frames got bigger. You have road bikes getting compacter. Out on the fringe you have cross bikes. Then you have people starting to do mixed surface-cum-‘gravel’ rides on cross bikes, and mountain bikes.…
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Farm Ride
If I had a farm, this is what riding around on it would be like. As such, I have no farm, but have the benefit of farm riding without the farm work.
