Bicyclism

There's something very confusing about watching Le Tour on TV. Especially when they ride through the chateaux's and castles of the French flatter lands. These are rides through a land marinated through a long and ancient history. But there's a fascinating harmony that links the spectacle of the race with the grace of the historical place. The landscape is paced along a timeline with an ancient heritage. So too is cycling. The bicycle is a history moderated machine with deep maturity in the face of the ephemera of our plastic quick buck times. Cycling spans tradition and modernity; just like the French landscape. The cross over is something to be savoured. It's a deeper more reflective appreciation of life informed by all the lives that have gone before and will be for ages of lives to come. Cycling is a deep seam of human resilience. Read more in this post to Bicyclism Blog: Timeless

What anxiety we cyclists must cause to the ordered peg-board, Lego Landscaped perfection of rules and regulations that the bureaucrats exist to fertilise. Are we the final frontier; the final outpost of wilderness to bring in from the cold? When they're done with cars, after the oil runs out, I can see the potential we might represent for bureaucrat renewal; we'd be giving them a reason to live all over again.

The problem is that cycling is a bigger mess than motoring ever was. That implies the need for the mobilisation of bureaucratic troops as we've probably never seen before. Fine times for bureaucrats; Party Time for the multi-layering of rules on rules as they rake their nests one more time.

Read this full post in Bicyclism Blog: Cycling - the final frontier.