Sleazy rider
ultra spanktastic
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wheels.
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night light.
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Photo reblogged from Afrormosia
“Cyclist and mail carrier, Portland, ca. 1890.”
(Maine Historical Society, Item 27931.)
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Photo reblogged from fuckyeahfrenchwords
If you have only one day to do Paris by bike, make it a Sunday, when a city program called Paris Respire (“Paris Breathes”) closes some of the loveliest areas to cars, including Montmartre, the Marais and some roads along the Seine. (via French Velorution - NYTimes.com)
My awesome girlfriend and I need to go to France and do this. We can ride bikes around Paris and she can say stuff in French and tell me about French stuff.
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You can be major dicks. Snapping a $3.00 lock nut on my axle, therefore canceling my Christmas day bike ride. WTF? All I can hope for is that by nixing my bike ride, you prevented me from getting run over by some hillbilly or drunk.
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Photo reblogged from Follow your bliss ✿
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Photo reblogged from Afrormosia
“Portrait of James Lancaster of the Los Angeles Bicycle Club posing with a high wheel bicycle, November 1886. …He was one of the 30 founders of the Los Angeles Athletic Club. He later became a cement contractor. In 1929, he and Maurice Hellman were the only surviving members of the first club. Lancaster, California is named after him.”
(USC Digital Library, chs-m8483.)
There is so much goodness in this photo. First of all, there is a penny farthing. Second this dude’s riding clothes are legit. Third his handlebars match his moustache.
