Surpassed by the Upstarts (or) Corners aren’t for Shaking Hands
I bought a secondhand cyclo-cross bike at the Trexlertown bike swap in 2002 and raced it the very next weekend. I’d raced road and mountain bikes the previous two years while I was in college and was pretty well immersed in a life of full time bike riding as a messenger running delivery in downtown Boston and getting out on the root infested and rocky New England trails whenever I could. From the very first twisting and and turning lap at... Read More

