Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Ode to the Winter Cyclist

Yesterday's comments reminded me of this little essay on winter cycling from The History of Sports in Britain, 1880-1914, edited by Martin Polley (via the Bicycle Diaries). This is obviously not written by someone familiar with Winnipeg winters. Thick mud? But it's a good read nonetheless. When it says we are exactly what we are, might it mean that we are full of "boisterous health, cheerful good humour, and that ready give-and-take spirit of considerate cordiality so essential to the happiness of the home cicrle?" Maybe. At the very least, we are not butterflies.


Gianni said...

That is so awesome.

Running fire of repartee. Indeed.

luke enns said...

wow. there it is.