Riding from NOPA to the Mission this week, a flat note rang out from my rear wheel. Upon inspection, it seems San Francisco’s notoriously porous roadways had slapped my rim around and left it battered — about a half inch out of true. Thankfully, I don’t have to fix it myself, as I get a free overhaul in a few days thanks to having purchased it at Valencia Cyclery nearly three months ago. The company’s shop will take your bike in and tune it up once you’ve had a couple of months to stretch the cabling and otherwise shake out your machine.
So my plans for an East Bay ride were scuttled, and will have to wait. So instead of touring the Bay Area, I’ve been stuck touring the blogs. From the folks at Streetsblog comes “the holy trinity” of intersection design, with a colored bike lane and “bike box” to keep you from getting crammed by cars. Only problem? It’s in fucking Portland. Take heart, though, because surely the bike expo this weekend will be way radder than anything Oregon has to offer.
While not a fan of “bike wear” that comes in an exciting array of ugly colors and stretchy fabric, V
