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I've always been a dog lover. It all started with my Grandad's Black Lab. He was given it as a retirement present in 1982 about a month after I was born. I grew up with Flair and always felt close to her as we were the same age. At 18 yrs, she sadly passed away, the day after my grandad did. Ever since, I've wanted a dog of my own. Of course, being an avid mountain biker means my idea of what kind of dog I wanted has become quite exact. For years, I wanted a black lab just like flair, but lately I've seen a...
Some time ago, Velominati blog published "The Rules". These rules consisted of common faux pas of the road cyclist in an effort to retain common sense, improve the opinion of non-cyclists (motorists?) by ensuring cyclists are considerate to other road users and generally seperate the "sport cyclist" from the die hard enthusiast. As a die-hard cyclist myself, I applaud many of the "rules" raised in Velominati's article, but I can't help but feel some of the rules seperate the sport a little too much. You know when...
It's been over a year since I last rode at Swinley, but last Saturday I ventured out on my own and was fortunate enough to tag along with a couple of locals for a guided tour of the best bits. There...