Slender Fungus Cycling Association

Adventure By Caravan and where big hills mean nothing.

Monday, April 9, 2012

This is MR. Beaver going for a swim

New York Cattle

Rt 20 is where the long steep hills are.

Lake in Jamesville, N.Y.

Sunday I rode without a helmet, Protected by the Paul Visor.

Ari

Ari at 6:23 PM

Ari: I have been a bicycle aficionado since I was 5 years old. I saw for the first time some short broadcast of the Tour de France on t.v. in 1968. We had an old Black and White at the time and that is all I needed that day to fall in love with the bike. I begged with all my might to receive the coveted Tour de France Motobecane that I had spotted at a department store. My dad assured me I was too short to ride it. It had 700c wheels and a full size adult frame. Ever since that day cycling has guided me through the toughest moments of my life. Commuting, racing cross, working at shops, meeting industry people, working on shitty repairs, building over 1,300 wheels and Bike shop hopping for over 17 years. My next goals are to take all this a step foward and see how far I can push all this time and energy. With the help and support of family and some very reliable pals I think it is time to open a serious boutique shop. This is my next project once all is figured out. I want to continue the "real tradition" that is European style road cycling and not the dorky, heavy, triplechainring gang-gangly ill fitting bikes that the corporate companies are falsely selling us.

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