Friday, 29 March 2013


I've been working most weeks in the middle of nowhere, spending the evening in a little room with no TV, no sealed roads to ride on, no torch...

So I've taken to drawing bikes instead of riding them. Here's a couple of my more lighthearted drawings. Firstly, mooching along on the flat being the lazy cyclist. In my twenties I had a permanently sunburned midriff from spending too much time on the bike in crop tops. What can I say, it was the nineties:

And secondly, descending. Those who ride with me generally claim I descend like a maniac. I figure there's no point making the climb if you're not going to give it your all on the way down too:

The observant will note I don't much care for helmets, and that I'm a fan of downtube shifters. The observant would be correct.