Chester (Chet) Kyle officially retired in 1984, one year before Mark Cote, Specialized’s aerodynamicist was born. The elder statesman of aerodynamics...
Continue ReadingMooresville, North Carolina is NASCAR country. Thirty minutes north of the high-banked turns of Charlotte Motor Speedway, the A2 Wind Tunnel is the little...
Continue ReadingIt’s not light yet. There’s a breeze stirring the trees above Furnace Creek and a couple of sleepy crows are cawing halfheartedly about the coming...
Continue ReadingAs the ride turned left towards Death Valley, the sun was just beginning to impose its will on a cloudless sky. For now its light fell softly on the plain...
Continue ReadingSix thirty am and our encampment in front of the Cinnamon Bear Inn was fully engaged in the morning routine of food, gear, ablutions and bikes. Andy Schiffer...
Continue ReadingI dreamt fitfully about Yosemite a century ago, a quieter place before the tour buses and visitors in the millions descended on nature’s great cathedral....
Continue ReadingIt was still pitch dark when the sound of pots and pans woke me up on Day two. Mark and the Western Spirit Crew were getting breakfast started. Their headlamps...
Continue ReadingThe Specialized van was fully loaded and ready to roll at 5:30 am. The photo gear had been checked and rechecked: three bodies; seven lenses; 2 tripods;...
Continue ReadingWednesday morning and it feels strange to be waking up in the opulent excess of my room at the Venetian. I’d gladly trade these digs for another...
Continue ReadingEven standing still the SL3 has an aggressive lean to it. The muscular head tube, massive down tube, and arching top tube strung taught like a bow hint...
Continue ReadingSunday morning it was pitch dark when I grabbed my cameras and set out for a 5:30 am rendezvous with Specialized’s Bobby Behan at the Uvas Reservoir....
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