The view as you approach Castelnaud I often imagine living in the Dordogne. Sarlat would be nice, but no … let’s make it Beynac. I love this little town on the river; the imposing chateau way, way up on top of the cliffs with the amazing views. We’d have a small place made of stone, nothing too … Continue reading My Favorite French Rides (#7): The Beynac Loop … with Josephine Baker, Medieval Castles, Domme & Quiet Roads
Beasts and bicycles, just think of all the fascinating possibilities. Here are three of the stories I found in old newspapers that leapt off the faded pages and bit me ... The Bear, the Bicycle, and the Bloomers Bruin was a performer, a dancing bear who lived with his “master” somewhere in London. Apparently this … Continue reading Bicycle History: Lions & Tigers & Bears … and Bikes!
It was important to get off to a good start on my biking-Bordeaux adventure. OK, “important” might be a bit of an overstatement. It’s helpful, a good omen … and much better than the alternative. “This bridge is shit,” said the guy from O2Cycles. “Don’t take it.” We were at the designated meet-up spot in … Continue reading My Favorite Rides (#6): The Bordeaux Sauternes Loop …Vineyards, Noble Rot, Castles, Cathedrals & A Crazy Statue
My fun & true bicycle-history stories have been dominated by the men. So far. Hey, it’s not my fault: That’s the way society worked in the 1800s. And then: The bicycle! Women were not to be denied and, despite some pushback from the men, they took to the wheel in droves, wearing long skirts and … Continue reading Bicycle History: Women on Wheels … Hat-Pins, Corsets, a Daring Downhill Run & Racing Horses
Here's the map of this loop: #1 is the German cemetery, #2 is Pointe du Hoc, #3 equals the American Cemetery, #4 is the British port of Arromanches *** Colleville-s-Mer - “This is sacred ground,” said Sid Salomon. We were standing in the Normandy American Cemetery and Memorial, in the midst of a sea of … Continue reading My Favorite French Rides (#5): The Normandy D-Day Loop With the U.S. Army Rangers Who Landed There