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Cycling USA: Climbing Whiteface Mountain (eventually)

As I rode into Wilmington the first streaks of lightning lit up the sky, thunder rumbled overhead, the wind whipped itself into a frenzy and the rain started to belt down. I pulled off to the side of the road and sheltered under the verandah of a local motel, hoping the storm would pass so I could continue on and climb Whiteface Mountain. Read more “Cycling USA: Climbing Whiteface Mountain (eventually)”
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Cycling USA: New York City (and beyond)

I’d heard stories about New York City cab drivers. About how they veer across lanes with little regard for other road users, responding to pedestrians waving from the curb. As far as I can tell, the stories are true. To make matters worse for cyclists, it seems mandatory in New York City to stand a few metres off the curb when hailing a taxi, arm fully outstretched, regardless of traffic that might be using the lane. Accordingly, riding down 5th Avenue would have to be among the most intense cycling experiences I’ve ever had and one that took a bit of courage, a bit of stupidity and probably a bit of luck to get through in one piece. Ironically it wasn’t till I left the streets of Manhattan that I ran into trouble. More on that shortly. Read more “Cycling USA: New York City (and beyond)”
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Around the Lake (a Hells 500 epic)

Two days before Around the Lake I still didn't know if I was going or not. Sure, I'd forked out $110 for a set of 25mm 'puncture resistant' tyres to combat the ride's 50km of dirt, but that didn't mean I could get the tyres on my wheels. In fact, two hours of stretching and straining on Wednesday night yielded nothing but frustration, blood blisters and a burning desire to stay at home come Saturday morning. EXCERPT Read more “Around the Lake (a Hells 500 epic)”
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Return to the Reefton Spur (of climbs, cold and KOMs)

I've only ridden the Reefton Spur twice but I can comfortably say it's one of my favourite cycling roads. Amazing scenery, great views, a long, sustained and rewarding climb and, for the most part, a nice quiet road. So when Andy and Evan of Hells 500 fame said they were planning on heading out there last Sunday, I had no hesitation in agreeing to come along. EXCERPT Read more “Return to the Reefton Spur (of climbs, cold and KOMs)”