Links to custom bicycle frame builders in the USA.

Well, I wasn’t actually singing. It was more like quietly cursing under my breath. And it wasn’t actually rain either. It was water leaking through our ceiling from the apartment above…

OK, while there hasn’t been much cycling related content here for a while, I am still keeping a toe in the waters of the cycling world. I’m working on posting the remaining links for all of the custom bicycle frame builders in the each state. (Arizona, California, Colorado, Connecticut, and Delaware have already been posted.) I found out that there is a local road race series held at Prospect Park called the Cadence Cup which is presented by the Kissena Cycling Club. I’ve never done a road race before and I didn’t bring my road bike out so you won’t see my name in the results any time soon, but I might go out and get some pictures to share…

After several years patiently waiting for a new rear wheel, the ‘Cuda has been reborn. I finally got around to ordering the parts I needed a few weeks ago and I also finally got around to putting everything together today. In celebration of this momentous occasion I took the old girl out for a tour of the city. (I also took along my new camera to record the event.) I may have been a little too excited because I haven’t ridden a bike in about 9 months and I darn near bonked on the ride home, but we put in a good 11 miles and enjoyed a little traffic polka along the way. I started out cruising West through the neighborhoods…

Well, there hasn’t been too much excitement around here lately, but I thought I should post something so you’d all know I was still alive. I’ve been working hard and Erica has too. She has homework for her jewelry design class almost every night and on the weekends, so when we have some free time we’ve just been trying to take it easy. One kind of fun thing that we’ve been enjoying recently though is the emergence of the fireflys (or lightning bugs) on our nightly walks in the park. I don’t think I’ve seen a firefly since I was a kid, and every time I see one light up it reminds me of summer trips to Grandma’s house in St.…