black and white saturday

skuut it up!

a couple of months back we went on a S240 (more on that later), and we were refueling on "sports drinks," when this lil bikey badarse came riding near us with his dad. check out how personalized his skuut is!

believe you me, this kid is gonna be incredible in whatever bikey sport he chooses.

there's way more of this lil one on the net, and this is just a preview of what there is to come. here's also a teeny tiny video i took of him.

again, this is just a preview. more on this once and future king to come.

oldest way to get around town...

i love this picture. we were hanging out on sunday streets in the mission a couple of months ago, and we found ourselves needing to go somewhere that was more efficient to travel by bike than by walking. our friend here didn't have a bike. the tall one has a large bike frame with extra space and the thigh muscles to match. yours truly had the know-how and suggested they do the below.

how cute. old friends, old way to get around town. now she has her own bike with fancy and friendly friends showing her how to ride. so awesome. much love!

Wednesday

It is Wednesday. The sun is out in San Francisco. Friday is a long way off. Take comfort, the bike life continues and will be there when you return.

Weird Science

I love my cargo bike.

The usual weekend bicycle combo in the house is me on the Bat and James on La Baillena.

Like all things we love, La Baillena has some quirks. One of these quirks is very strange. Perhaps someone out there can enlighten me as to its origin.

My cargo bike, at times, generates enough static electricity that it shocks me! If the conditions are right (and I am not completely sure of what all those conditions are) I get shocked through both hands and my inner thigh where it contacts the saddle (if I am wearing something short enough to allow any skin to touch it). The shock is enough to cause a lot of pain and for me to reflexively let go of the handlebars. It always happens when I ride down a particular hill and is worse if I have a significant load, so I know the brakes have something to do with it.

This picture was taken just before the first time it happened. I tried to explain it to James, but he wasn't sure of what I meant. That is until it happened to him the other day. He came home from a quick trip to the market and told me he now knew exactly what I meant. That's when we came up with the possibility that it is static electricity that is the problem.

Has anyone out there ever experienced this? If so, what did you do about it?

scenes from long beach

no bike. two girls and a truck. only had these things to guide me along.

we stayed in long beach. went on a walk. this is some of what i saw.

this one is my personal favorite.

happy sunday!

Bike My Beer

You go for a ride, you have a beer. While this may not be true for you, it is for the 98 out of a hundred other people that rode around you. In the past, if you were one of those 98 people in Portland, you would have to ride your bike to a place with beer to make this inevitable combination of events happen. Not anymore!

Welcome Beer Bike 2.0 by Metrofiets! After the amazing response they got to their first beer bike for Hopworks, the boys decided that maybe it was time they had their own! Two kegs, two taps, fully self contained, with music system on board.

The best thing about it? You can rent it and make your party soooo much bikier! Delivered to you (as long as you are within peddling distance of it in the first place), picked up and cleaned so that all you have to do is plug in your keg of choice.

Throw a little hors d'ouvres spread on the top, get your bike gang to swing by your place and it is on!

all photos courtesy of Metrofiets

And should the need arise, you could have a little kid transport added to the mix.