Lockdown Journey
Second Place: Spring 2020 Writing Contest Khalid decided he wasn't going to wait any longer and started making preparations. It had been 25 days since he received any...
Cycling Stories
Bicycles are a common denominator among almost all of us, regardless of the part of the world or the culture in which we live.
Whether for work, transportation, fitness, enjoyment, or all of the above, bikes, specifically — and the experience of pedaling two wheels, generally — binds us together.
Here, we explore the cycling experience from riders all over the globe, by sharing their stories and the unique perspectives that only biking provides.
My Promise
First Place: Spring 2020 Writing Contest I was cycling along the old Shoreham footbridge in the pissing rain when it must’ve happened. Gravel cracked under my wheels and...
Announcement: Spring 2020 Writing Contest Winners
Together, we received more than 100 submissions from all around the world for our Spring 2020 writing contest, all exploring the power of the bicycle! Here are the...
Cycling Moments
As an individual trekking through the phase of childhood, My sight saw a glow that pierced my mind for good. It slowly blossomed into a passion, As it...
I Love the Way You Look
I love the way you look as you ride me, Face flushed and out of breath. Faster. Faster. When you grip me, For a moment, I feel like I'm flying. Almost there. I pick up speed. Metal...
Night Rider
"Life, as always, goes on beautifully, strong, manic, effervescent and ever-changing, mysterious yet familiar. And the night biker witnesses it all.” Brendan Murphy After dark, bike armored with plentiful lights...
The Last Personal Best
This morning, I shifted the old bike from one side of the shed to the other. The amount of dust launched into the air prompted me to oil...
Prince, Cycles
Prince swirls around in almost perfect revolutions, his buttocks almost off the bicycle seat as he leans forward, his legs pedaling swiftly, making him go fast. I am...
The Bike-Eye View
"Smell was another gift from my bike journeys. The scent of food would lead my face and turn me toward their origins. The daily dishes were diverse. There...
Middle-Aged Man in Lycra (MAMIL)
As the light rays reflected from a frame of aluminium painted in a hue of greys My memory ignited like a flame The flame covered my vision As my eyes opened for...