"A joyful commute!"
I take the towpath to work
Pass moorhens and ducks
Or glimpse the hungry heron
As I pedal rhythmically by.
Other cyclists gesture a friendly greeting
Come squally rain or soothing sun.
How could I envy those that drive by car?
I get my twice daily dose of fresh air
(cheaper than a gym)– and what’s bizarre…
It's quicker!
Sunday 24 October 2010
Saturday 9 October 2010
100 Words from Martin
There was a young man from Bali
Loved riding around on his Raleigh
Met a girl from Cullompton
And she rode a Brompton
And now they are extremely pally
Friday 8 October 2010
100 Words from Adele
I’m jealous, I admit it. I love the lines of the dutch style city bikes and how neat their riders are swooping around town, backpack in the basket. On a sunny day I wonder if anything could be better. Of course I’ve only lately learned to ride. Learning to ride a bike at thirty is… not as hard as I thought. Nerve wracking but do able. I want to join them. Make up for lost time. I want one of those pretty city bikes. I want to swoop around with my backpack in the basket.
Saturday 2 October 2010
100 Words from Andy
Miriam taught a whole gang of kids to ride one summer day in ’72
On the promise of a Play Street from sunrise to sunset
A ‘One bike fits all step-through challenge’
With linked circle of supporting hands
Momentum and direction (of sorts) from gridded Victorian Middlesbrough
Four left turns and one crash into a parked caravan later
Inspired !
I have not look back since
One long ride from Boro to Brooklyn from Sandy Bank to Santiago
Some pushes last a lifetime
The taste of fresh air & freedom leaves you wanting more
Sometimes with flies mostly with friends
Andy Salkeld
On the promise of a Play Street from sunrise to sunset
A ‘One bike fits all step-through challenge’
With linked circle of supporting hands
Momentum and direction (of sorts) from gridded Victorian Middlesbrough
Four left turns and one crash into a parked caravan later
Inspired !
I have not look back since
One long ride from Boro to Brooklyn from Sandy Bank to Santiago
Some pushes last a lifetime
The taste of fresh air & freedom leaves you wanting more
Sometimes with flies mostly with friends
Andy Salkeld
Friday 1 October 2010
100 Words from Ian
For me cycling is freedom.
Freedom from work, freedom from screens, freedom from being stuck in an office/car/bus.
I hate seeing other people cycle when I’m not; I just want to be out there with them.
My favourite cycling terrain is the mountains; I love the challenge of me against the gradient. I hate cycling in the wind; all the effort for little reward. Rain doesn’t really bother me but I’d like someone else to clean my bike!
Now my kids cycle too and a whole new world has opened up; cycling as a family. Different, but just as good.
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