Drivers, do you hate cyclists? Does it enrage you when you see a bicycle riding on “your” road? Isn’t it annoying how that cyclist is cycling in the middle of the lane? Don’t you just want that cyclist to be gone? For a lot of people, the answer to all these questions is yes, but why? Have you had a run in with a cyclist that has left you bitter and twisted? For the majority of people, the answer this time will be no, but still there is some ingrained hatred for the individua

A lot of people think that I am crazy for cycling the streets of São Paulo, citing the perils of taking to two wheels in a city that is dominated by four or many more. Yet I have never felt in any real danger while on my bicycle here, despite a (growing) number of accidents, and personally think São Paulo is a safer city to cycle in than any city I have experienced in the United Kingdom. Perhaps from the outside it seems like something crazy to say. After all, this is a city

I have been a keen cyclist since the age of 17 (the age I learnt to ride a bike), and after discovering road bikes several years ago, the kilometres in the saddle have been rising almost incrementally. Most people who know me will probably say that it has developed into more of an obsession than a hobby, and I would probably agree, but my love affair with the bicycle started slowly. The first couple of years I used my sister’s bicycle, as I did not have one of my own. Althoug

My first official blog post, how exciting! Since this is a blog about cycling, and this is my very first entry, I thought I would begin by sharing the monumental moment of achievement when I first managed to maintain my balance atop a two-wheeled machine without outside assistance. For most, this day occurs a few years before starting school, but for me it happened a solitary year before I finished. It’s crazy to think it took me this long considering I grew up in a cycle mad