League instructor shirt

The League of American Bicyclists occasionally makes available a specially-designed shirt for League Cycling Instructors. There’s a brief window during which you can order it, and then like months later it arrives. I previously (a year and a half ago) ordered and received their bike jersey, but except for this one photo, I just about…

Speaking of love stories . . .

Speaking of love stories, there’s this. What’s your love story on bike? (If you’ve read Traveling at the Speed of Bike and loved it, please consider tossing me a little love and adding your review on Amazon. Here is the USA link. Click here for links throughout the world. Big thanks!)  

Fall in love

We lined up the well-maintained, comfortable, multi-geared bikes (specifically chosen to match the size of each guest) in the open-air courtyard of the old cotton-holding warehouse, which was the first brick building in Atlanta to have been fireproofed many years ago (after Sherman burned Atlanta on his March to the Sea, and after the Great…

A little jig

So I tossed my bike in my car and was ready to drive up to my mom’s house when I saw my tire light was on. A quick investigation revealed a nail, which had created a slow leak. I drove to an auto shop where a man named Dave answered the phone on this early…

What access-for-all looks like

This is what safe-access-for-all looks like. This woman told me that she has trouble walking and this folding e-trike is her mobility device. The protected bike lane, which connects to both Piedmont Park and the Atlanta Beltline (and beyond), makes the city accessible. (And I love how she scans over her shoulder for the approaching…

Leap of faith

God is funny. He turned my life upside down and had me Traveling at the Speed of Bike every single day for the last five years for reasons I didn’t know. So much good has happened as a result, including now this — becoming a tour guide with Bicycle Tours of Atlanta. Thank you, Robyn…

Figs!

God gifts us exactly what we need, when we need it. It’s Figs now, and yes, they are loaded with much-needed nutrients during the sweltering heat of a Southern summer. But they are also a a time, a mood, an essence. When it’s Figs here, I know it’s time to slow down. Refuel. Be. With an…

No cobbler

The aronia* berries are ready in the public park two miles from my home. I passed them yesterday while Traveling at the Speed of Bike. But I won’t be making a berry cobbler with them, as I did five years or so ago (pictured) when they were first full of fruit (and which I shared…