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A Ferrari and Maserati dealer ship occupies the lot next door and stands as a grand testament to man's simple will to defy reason at all cost. While in the pursuit of excess and pleasure.
An oil changing business, up the road has not fair so well either. As I left Newport and passed through the endless sand fields on my way up to Huntington, the death and contraction of the auto industry and it's appendages stood in stark contrast, to the springing to life of cycling culture all around.



Out ridding yesterday after noon, I made a very rare sighting. I present to you the, double handed hands un-free; no-handed fixie cell phone call. Quite the magnificent specimen indeed.
Just because Bicycling magazine kinda sucks now, doesn't mean they have to stay that way forever. I hope that one day they will become a more prominent voice for bicycle advocacy and change in the way American society looks at and uses bicycles. Plus they've got a new editor, hopefully she's got some more big changes in store. One thing that I'm sure wont change though, is Bikesnob will continue to kill it. Putting all other bike, bloggers / authors to shame.
And thank god for that, because we all know they look wayy better in the tight shorts than us dudes. Now if I could only get my fiancee on a road bike like this one. She does look cute on her beach cruiser though.


This is the type of thinking we need more of:
This is my friend Mark's new bike. He's a racer. It's got full record components on it, except for the centaur 10 sp break lever hoods (bikegonewild style) . He put carbon weave stickers covering the centaur logo, I guess he's a pretty vain guy.



Meanwhile farther north on Balboa Peninsula, a bicycle is the vehicle of choice for getting drunk on a Sunday after noon.