Belgium Knee Warmers™

Let’s face it, there’s nothing more PRO than the V. Taking the win with arms outstretched is always irrefutably, indelibly hip. But even amo...

The holidays have been especially kind to me this year. As if I did not have enough reasons to celebrate my father's love of cycling, i...

I can't remember sitting down for more than a handful of lunchs in the 20 years I worked in a bike shop. The majority of lunches were c...

Elite has been making embrocations for many years, but this spring will be my first go with this hugely Euro company. Elite is one of the t...

I have a significant level of respect for the gang at Rapha. For me, their forays into the cycling world have felt like a breath of fresh a...

With the sound of cow bells in the air, it must be cross time. Ah yes, the rustle of leaves, the heckling of fans and, of course, the smell...

South of the San Francisco bay and nestled tightly in Silicon Valley, sits Los Gatos, the quintessential California small town: quaint, stre...

I learned to wash bikes in 1990 from a journeyman mechanic who had just returned from a tour of duty with the 7-11 team. He was a master me...

Hobby. Past-time. Recreation. Exercise. Factually speaking all are correct. Cycling is each of those things and yet in a classic case of syn...

Don’t say that. Don’t wear that. Don’t drive like that. For most of our lives we’ve been taught to live within confines, not just accepting ...

Last year, when SRAM introduced Red, I observed that Shimano and Campagnolo would need to keep on top of their game to face the threat SRAM ...

BKW friend and rabid Classics fan, TK, recently chatted up Classics spécialiste, Frank Høj, who in 2009 ends his run with Cofidis for anothe...

Twenty-four—breathing through my nose—no chain—this is how a peak once felt

The new Specialized Roubaix SL2. A detail from the downtube of the '09 Langster. The new Merckx produced in conjuntion with Pinarello. ...