Tag Archives: Dirty Words
Dirty Words: The Sky was Born Today
By Sal Ruibal “Oshkosh, Wisconsin, sounds like the squarest city in America. The home of OshKosh B’gosh and Ardy & Ed’s Drive-In is hardly a Portland on Lake Winnebago. But if not for a momentous event that took place here … Continue reading
Dirty Words | The Road to Hell
Good intentions, bad drivers and lots of coffee By Sal Ruibal Sunday, muddy, Sunday. It just turns out that way. Paris-Roubaix is probably the toughest one-day race on the UCI road calendar, with the possible exceptions of the super-sized, full-length … Continue reading
Dirty Words | Brother, can you lend me a Hand Job?
By Sal Ruibal Friends, riders and countrymen, lend me your eyes. I come to praise the Ibis Hakkalügi Hand Job, not to bury it. But in the very near future, when humans no longer require cantilever brakes on their cyclocross … Continue reading
Dirty Words: Il Papa needs a brand new bike
By Sal Ruibal I’m not a “lapsed Catholic,” I’m more of an eclipsed Catholic. The whole idea of finding my way in the Church has been eclipsed by riding my way through the wonderful woods and creeks just behind my … Continue reading
Dirty Words: Note to North Korea—Don’t mess with our “Missile”
By Sal Ruibal Illustration by Ryan LaBar I usually like to keep my politics separate from my fun, but since this was National Bike Summit week in D.C. and one of the goals – before the “Snowquester” blew in – … Continue reading
Dirty Words: Why I hate my bike
Photo and words by Sal Ruibal Are we all over the Valentine’s Day lovey glow? Eaten enough of those pink candy hearts and slurped enough overpriced wine to move those bike shorts from L to XL? Is more of you … Continue reading
