Scared of traffic ? No bike infrastructure ? Too Far ? Helmet hair ?


Fuck it, ride anyway

Our daily bread

I don't know if you've ever ridden to a bakery - but I heartily recommend it. Not driving there, that gives you no connection with the fresh air and the smell of fresh bread and the sense of fun. It's not even the same joy as already being out riding and deciding to pop into a bakery for a refuelling snack of a half-dozen still warm muffins on the way home (trust me, cyclists are keeping the baking industry alive).

Nope, I mean waking up and deciding you and/or your family need a croissant straight from the oven, hopping on your bicycle, and then coasting home with the wind in your hair and the croissants in a basket.

It's one of the most fundamental joys in life.