R.I.P. Bike Fag: April 2009 – April 2011
Turns out this blog is dead, reader. It died the day I moved to Portland, Oregon.
It isn’t Portland’s fault and it isn’t my fault. It was just time.
Apart from killing my blog, moving to Portland has coincided with the beginnings of my “career” as a “real” writer, and I’m happy to report that I now get paid more to type than I do to make coffee.
Thanks for reading, everyone. I’ve met and ridden with a bunch of people who found me through this blog – real sunsabitches who ride gravel centuries with stereos playing classic rock in front baskets; who stuff Rapha jerseys full of beers and don’t come home until 2am; roommates; and people who told me I should try to make a career out of this.
I hope to meet many more of you. And I hope to get another chance to use what the Bike Gods gave me to get closer to you (in ur heart, pervz).
Until then, enjoy a selection of my “greatest hits” posted below.
The Bike Fag
What Will Be the Next Fixed Gear? (I ended up just putting a coaster brake wheel on the Purple Bike)