That's Penny Leclair from Ottawa on the left and me (Eric) on the right. Penny is an experienced tandem cyclist and I am not. It was a privilege to meet and ride with her.

I just returned from 2.5 amazing days at the Lighthouse for the Blind’s Seabeck Deaf Blind Retreat. I was invited by Randall & Barb Angell (Team Angell), a dedicated tandem cycling couple who want to share their passion with people in the blind community.

For 31 years, Lighthouse for the Blind, Inc. of Seattle, has hosted a week of fun, laughter and tactile love for American and international Deaf Blind adults, as well as sighted volunteers. About 60 Deaf-blind campers ages 20 to 82 attended the camp, where they participated in a vast range of camp activities, socialized with new and old friends, and partied hard. The retreat was held at the historic Seabeck Conference Center on Washington state’s beautiful Hood Canal.

Each camper was usually accompanied by a volunteer support service provider (SSP). SSPs worked as interpreters, many using tactile communication, some using close vision, some signing from across the table, depending on the visual field of the deaf-blind camper.

As a sighted and hearing person this was a new world for me. I started with little understanding of the deaf-blind community. I’ll try to tell a short version of the story in a way that sighted and hearing people like myself can understand. I’ll do my best to accurately convey information here, but want to apologize in advance to my new deaf-blind friends. Should I make any major errors, feel free to correct me.

That's dedicated stoker Joshua, enjoying our northwest summer weather, with captain Randall. Joshua signed up for at least 6 separate 2.5 mile rides. Randall and his wife Barb are Team Angell. If Joshua and I had our own team it would be called Team Danger! Joshua is a cycling fanatic who needs a tandem captain in his Minnesota hometown so he can pursue the sport he loves.

All campers are legally blind with some degree of hearing loss. This encompasses a broad spectrum. Individuals have vastly varying degrees of mobility and communication techniques. Some campers can see at close range, but still rely on a cane for walking, and are able to communicate by visual signing. Some communicate by speaking and signing. Some communicate via tactile hand-over-hand signing.

Though legally blind, Joshua has some sight and pretty good hearing. On top of that I think he is a bit of a thrill-seeker, which I admire. In case you're wondering, this photo was taken in the church parking lot (our base) and not on the open highway. I'm confident in saying Joshua's cycling skills are better than the driving skills of many of the sighted drivers we cyclists encounter on the roads.

Some individuals have Usher Syndrome, or “tunnel vision” and the range of that tunnel varies person to person. Some individuals were blind first and later lost hearing, and may be more reliant on spoken English and the use of assistive listening devices and may not sign at all.

Stoker Elizabeth Walker is a native New Yorker like me. She lives on Delancey St. in NYC and loves to sign-talk as much as I love to speak-talk. I clearly detected a NY accent in her signing.

My friend Penny (photo at top of article) has been blind her whole life. Later she became completely deaf. She lived completely deaf and blind for years until receiving an experimental cochlear implant which gradually enabled her to hear and speak again. Her story is an example of the complexity and diversity within the deaf-blind community. It is not one thing. Since Penny is a writer, rather than attempt to tell Penny’s story here, I’m looking forward to having Penny share her story with you in her own words in the not-too-distant future. What I can tell you is that Penny rode tandem with her husband in Ottawa for many years. He passed away two years ago. She owns her own tandem and rides with sighted friends from time to time, but not as much as she would like. She told me that tandem cycling is a wonderful way for blind people to be part of the “normal” world and stay healthy. She is actively advocating and promoting tandem cycling through her writing.

The camper at left is riding with my son Gabe on a side-by-side tandem manufactured by JTB (Just Two Bikes) and provided by Outdoors for All Foundation. Gabe is learning sign language and will be taking classes in Deaf Studies at Seattle Central Community College as a Running Start high school student.

As a sighted-hearing person I do not consider tandem cycling with deaf-blind people to be a charitable act. I believe each of us is isolated in our own little worlds and benefits greatly from sharing our lives and experiences with people from all cultures and backgrounds. I captained a borrowed tandem with deaf-blind stokers, and would be lying if I said I was fully-abled in that capacity. No one was injured, but we had one close call (sorry Randall!).  I’m looking forward to riding tandem again with fearless deaf-blind stokers and bringing my sighted cycling friends and their friends into this world. Participating in this camp affirms my belief that if cycling is not a social activity for you, you’re doing it wrong.

My son Gabe (right) communicates with Kevin Sampson with the help of SSP Cindy Holmes, as SSP Jason B. looks on.

Stoker Kevin Samspon is a Yakima tribe member from eastern Washington. Captain Randall said Kevin is a powerful rider with non-stop endurance.

Another rider readies for take-off.

Veteran tandem captain Steve Haverstock and stoker Jeff Foster just finished their ride.

Another tandem team just returned from successfully completing the 2.5 mile loop through the neighborhood.

Camper and SSP enjoying the ride on one of the side-by-side tandems provided by the Outdoors for All Foundation.

Volunteers and seasoned tandem riders Pat & Kathy enjoy the late summer Puget Sound weather.

Randall & Barb Angell (Team Angell) were the hub around which this wheel was built.

The beautiful and powerful Hildegard having her face decorated before the dance. Hildegard was my first rider. At about the 1.5 mile point the tandem chain broke. Fortunately for me, Hildegard kept me from panicking. We walked the remaining 1 mile back to our base just as our group was organizing a search party. Hildegard is German born, lives in the East Village in NYC, and swam every morning in the Puget Sound lagoon at camp. She's tough stuff and now a good friend!

Mardi Gras had nothing on the dance party. It was a wild & crazy scene. The music volume was pumped up so high that hearing participants were given ear plugs. DJ Tobias signed, pantomimed, and brought the house down with his devastatingly funny physical interpretations of classic songs like Sam Cook's 'Having a Party'. When he pantomimed 'cause I'm havin' such a good time, dancing with my baby', I clearly saw him dancing with a toddler. People will be signing about his rendition of 'I'm Too Sexy' for years to come. If anyone has a youtube video of his performance please send me a link.

Friends talking at the dance party. The gal on the left came to camp all the way from Netherlands.

Strikingly glamorous camper and SSP at the dance party.

I often noticed the woman in the red cap at every meal. Though she communicates exclusively through tactile hand-signing she is such a powerful communicator I found myself deeply moved by her conversations with friends. I don't believe in telepathy, but perhaps that's what was going on. I don't know her but my sense is she has defied her disabilities. Her guide dog is sitting under her chair.

Footnote: Even within the sighted-hearing community there are many shades and nuances of perception and communication. Photographers typically have a heightened sense of seeing. Some of it’s innate, but can also be learned. We’ve all heard people who despite playing a musical instrument for years will never be considered good musicians. There are painters who clearly have a heightened sense of color. Where many people see woods or hear birds, a naturalist sees complex nuanced ecosystems and hears specific birds. Mathematicians are able to visualize another dimension that most of us can’t see. A good nurse can detect subtle cues in a patient’s health. Then there are the horse whisperers, dog whisperers, and all, who dare not reveal what their pets told them in secret. So, this whole sighted/blind, hearing/deaf thing is complex and highly nuanced. Each of us may never know the intensity and detail of how and what another person is perceiving when they smell a rose, taste an apple, look at a dragonfly, hear the wind, or feel a warm summer rain on their face.

Essential Resources & Links

Call to Action: We’d like to be part of making tandem cycling a year-round activity for blind cyclists. If you’re a sighted cyclist interested in doing what you already love and making new friends, click here to contact Randall & Barb or me, Eric Shalit and we’ll try and make it happen. Perhaps you’ve got a used tandem in your garage that you’d like to contribute to the cause. I’m sure you could get a nice tax deduction for it.

Outdoors for All Foundation provided most of the bicycles and bicycle-like contraptions. The Outdoors for All Foundation is a national leader and one of the largest nonprofit organizations providing year round instruction in outdoor recreation for people with physical, developmental, and sensory disabilities since 1978.

The Seattle Lighthouse is a private, not-for-profit agency providing employment, support, and training opportunities for people who are blind, Deaf-Blind, and blind with other disabilities since 1918. Its philosophy maintains that each employee be provided with whatever supports are necessary for success in the workplace. Supports include an in-house sign language interpreting department to ensure effective communication for Deaf-Blind employees, staff mobility instructors to teach independent travel with a white cane or dog guide, and over 100 computer workstations adapted for use by visually impaired individuals.

Seabeck Conference Center provides non-profit organizations with the perfect escape from the hectic pace of daily life. The facilities are located on 90 beautiful acres with sweeping views of Hood Canal and the Olympic Mountains. The grounds are reminiscent of a small village, complete with walkways that meander past manicured lawns, fruit orchards, and wooded trails. Steeped in history and beauty, it’s easy to find yourself transported back to a simpler time.

Many thanks to the Christian Worship Center of Seabeck, Washington for providing their facilities as a staging area for the tandem bicycle rides.

I expect to be uploading additional photos to my Flickr photo sharing site soon. I’ll be sure to add that link here.

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Heading out over the new Tacoma Narrows Bridge toward Kitsap on Day 1.

I just got back from RAPSODY. Ride Around Puget Sound is one of the great organized group rides. About 450 riders circumnavigated Puget Sound over 2 days. RAPSODY is a favorite of seasoned club riders who have ridden many of the region’s events multiple times and just plain love to ride and hang out with like-minded friends. The event is no stroll in the park. It’s considered more difficult than the relatively flat STP (Seattle to Portland Bicycle Parade). The mood at the food stops is euphoric. There’s a palpable sense of comraderie and joie de vivre (lust for life). For me it’s about making friends and connecting with friends I’ve made on other rides.

A few of the West Sound Cycling Club members.

If you have any desire to do a 2-day organized supported group ride, this is one I highly recommend. It starts in Tacoma, immediately heads over the new Tacoma Narrows Bridge and then runs through scenic back roads of 5 counties. It’s a total of 170 miles with an overnight in Shelton, which is much nicer than is rumored. If you missed it this year, it’s happening again next year. I believe this was its tenth year. RAPSODY would be a great addition or alternative to RSVP.

Featured left to right: Shaun P. Darragh, Ross Carey, & Lynne Fitzsimmons generously agreed to take Leo Stone's temporarily detached head on a bicycle tour of Puget Sound. Many picnickers commented that the head made a lovely centerpiece.

One of the great things about this ride is its relatively small scale. The food at the rest stops is exceptional, prepared by volunteer bicycle clubs who really know what we like and need. The whole event is well-organized and lots of fun.

Buffet at the Yelm Food Stop.

Ride Around Puget Sound starts and ends at Tacoma Community College, where free overnight parking is provided. The route passes through Tacoma, Gig Harbor, Southworth, Port Orchard, Shelton, Olympia, Lacey, Fort Lewis, Steilacoom, University Place and lots of little towns you’ve never heard of but might want to go back and visit again some day.

I posted a few more photos on Flickr. Click here to view.

Event Organizers: B.I.K.E.S. of Snohomish County, The Capital Bicycle Club, COGS: Cyclists of Greater Seattle, Tacoma Wheelmen’s Bicycle Club, and West Sound Cycling Club.

RAPSODY Route. Green = Day 1. Yellow = Day 2.

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A massive traffic gridlock lasted 10 days.

8-24-10: (AP) BEIJING: A massive traffic jam in north China that stretches for dozens of miles and hit its 10-day mark on Tuesday stems from road construction in Beijing that won’t be finished until the middle of next month, an official said.

Bumper-to-bumper gridlock spanning for 60 miles (100 kilometers) with vehicles moving little more than a half-mile (one kilometer) a day at one point has improved since this weekend, said Zhang Minghai, director of Zhangjiakou city’s Traffic Management Bureau general office.

Some drivers have been stuck in the jam for five days, China Central Television reported Tuesday. But Zhang said he wasn’t sure when the situation along the Beijing-Zhangjiakou highway would return to normal.

The traffic jam started Aug. 14 on a stretch of the highway that is frequently congested, especially after large coalfields were discovered in Inner Mongolia, Zhang said. Traffic volume has increased 40 percent every year.

Local villagers were doing brisk business selling instant noodles, boxed lunches and snacks, weaving between the parked trucks on BICYCLES.

Drivers stranded in the gridlock in the Inner Mongolia region and Hebei province, headed toward Beijing, passed the time sleeping, walking around, or playing cards and chess. Local villagers were doing brisk business selling instant noodles, boxed lunches and snacks, weaving between the parked trucks on bicycles.

Though there were no reports of road rage violence, drivers complained about price-gouging by villagers who were their only source of food and water. A bottle of water that normally costs 1 yuan (15 cents) was selling for 10 yuan ($1.50), while the price of a 3 yuan- (45 cent-) cup of instant noodles had more than tripled, media reports said.

“A boxed lunch is 10 yuan ($1.50), and one box isn’t enough for me,” China National Radio cited a driver surnamed Lu as saying. “I’m spending up to 50 yuan (about $7.50) a day on food. It’s more expensive than eating in a restaurant.”

The highway construction in Beijing that is restricting inbound traffic flow and causing the jam “will not be finished until Sept. 17,” Zhang said.

Authorities were trying to speed up traffic by allowing more trucks to enter Beijing, especially at night, Zhang said. They also asked trucking companies to suspend operations and advised drivers to take alternate routes.

China’s roadways are increasingly overburdened as the number of private vehicles booms along with commercial truck traffic hauling materials like coal and food to cities. Traffic slowdowns because of construction and accidents are common, though a 10-day traffic jam is unusual even in China.

Here’s an interesting NY Times discussion about what causes traffic jams.

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Stencil street art by Peter Drew of Adelaide, Australia. Photograph by Carlton Reid.

I love bumper sticker philosophy. A complex idea that’s rendered down to a few simple words and images. This one is a home run in my book.

This stencil street art  is the work of Peter Drew of Adelaide, Australia. Photograph was taken by Carlton Reid.

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The above kit probably seemed like a good idea at the time. I'm sure many people were involved in the design and review. Intelligent design? These are all physically fit good-looking guys. On regular people this kit would appear much uglier. The crotch area is in the shape of a toilet seat. From their expressions, I'd say the guys realize how hideous they look.

Editor’s note: I first wrote this article back in January. I have to tell you that it gets more hits than any other of the 135 articles I’ve posted to date. It also features the word ‘mangina’, which appears to be a popular keyword. I’m re-posting it today just in case you missed it and are not googling the keywords ‘bicycle mangina’.

A recent discussion about bike club jerseys on the Cascade Bicycle Club forum raised questions about what constitutes good clothing for cycling. Let’s start with a few examples of the bad.

As someone who is neither tall nor svelt, I am not in the habit of making fun of fat people. Unless forced by their mothers to wear something "nice", most adults make fairly responsible decisions about what to wear. Cycling clothing (known as "kits") may be dangerous in the wrong hands.

BelgianSwiftTeam I think this is an example of what's known as a "faux-kini". Rick Pepper designer of ELEVENGEAR says, "Cycling clothing when it's bad is either too noisy, shows too much stuff, or makes normal women look fat..."

I'm guessing the kit development team at Rabobank convinced themselves the crotch area was in the shape of a "flame". I say "vagina". A friend says the correct term is "mangina", as in "he has a cute mangina".

This is a just-released photo of the Footon-Servetto-Fuji 2010 pro team kit. They claim the color is gold. Some people think it's an example of team kit design gone very wrong. I'm not sure. What do you think?

If you're actually a superhero like legendary cyclist Mario Cippolini (a.k.a. Super Mario), you can get away with anything.

Many people who are considering getting into cycling believe they will need to buy “special clothing”? Is it plausible that hideous cycling clothing has kept many regular people from getting into cycling?

I am by no means a fashionista, so what you wear doesn’t really bother me. Personally, I don’t usually like wearing clothing emblazoned with logos of sponsors. (except for a t-shirt from Chamois Butt’r). Though I ride a fair amount of miles each year, I am not a racer, so don’t want to look like I’m pretending to be one. I’m neither tall nor svelt. I avoid wearing spandex, for fear of looking like an escaped circus clown.

Now that I’ve gotten the negative stuff out of the way, here’s a spin on the positive side. I see the future in promoting cycling as something anyone can do. You don’t have to be trying to be Lance Armstrong. In the way of Copenhagen, racing kits are not required. Part Two of this story will be a look at THE GOOD, “intelligently designed” cycling-specific clothing and other options for clothes that are functional and good-looking on and off the saddle.

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Emerald Sprints: Sunday, August 29, Boxcar Alehouse

by Eric Shalit on August 25, 2010

Here’s another fine bicycle event produced by Ryan Schuetze of GOMEANSGO in conjunction with Wright Bros. Cycle Works. I’ll be riding RAPSODY all weekend, so may not be there. But then again…maybe. If you’ve never heard of this here’s what Wikipedia says about the sport:

A Goldsprint is a bicycle rollers racing and social event. Riders on stationary bikes compete against each other in front of spectators. As opposed to traditional roller racing, where riders have to balance, Goldsprints use forkstands so that the riders don’t have to balance, only pedal as fast as they can.

Here are a few details from GOMEANSGO. If you haven’t been in a while, you should know a couple things.

1. Our gearing has changed. Some folks didn’t like the fact that we were running freewheels. Well we FIXED that. We are now running 53×14- Fixed gear- with 165mm crank arms. This matched with a 23c trainer tire and no resistance on the rollers, make speeds of over 50mph possible…
2. We are using clips and cages. If you run clipless pedals, I would suggest you bring or borrow a pair of street shoes- clipless shoes have been known to pop out.
3. DO NOT ROLL BACKWARDS. People do. I don’t know why, but even after they are told time and time again, they roll backwards. What happens is the rear wheel falls off the roller in less an one second. This can damage the cable that the magic runs through to make the image on the screen move. You don’t want to mess with the magic do you?
4. The distance has increased. We are now doing sprints of 500m. Finals are 1000m. Ouch.
5. You don’t have to plan to win to race.. Sprints are fun- grudge matches are races that involve you and a friend- winner gets bragging rights. Do a beer sprint- see who’s fastest at beers AND bikes.
6. It’s about fun. Bikes are about fun. If you aren’t having fun, then you are doing it wrong.

Registration: 6 PM
Racing: 7-9 PM
Boxcar Alehouse: 3407 Gilman Avenue West, Seattle
$5 entry fee & big-ass prizes if you’re fast

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Film: To Live & Ride in L.A.

by Eric Shalit on August 25, 2010

Over a year in the making, To Live & Ride In L.A. is the first feature-length film about L.A.’s underground fixed-gear culture. Directed by David Rowe (Fast Friday), the documentary explores a side of Los Angeles few outsiders have ever seen.

To Live & Ride In L.A. will be part of this year’s Bicycle Film Festival, happening in Seattle October 7-10.

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I nearly bid on this Nubian Pygmy Goat at the Island County Fair. I'm sure I could have bungeed it to the rack.

Craving a getaway I headed off to Whidbey Island for a weekend of bicycle camping. I’d been planning to go to Lopez Island, my habitual destination, but thought I should try something different. I know a guy on Whidbey who is a nationally recognized falconer. He rehabs injured birds and trains other falconers. I was hoping to bring you amazing photos of raptors perched on the handlebars of my bike. Unfortunately, over three days we were unable to connect due to unforeseen circumstances in his schedule. Instead of exploring the full 45-mile length of the island, this kept me on the southern end.

Rather than lament the fact that nothing epic was happening, I toured the local towns, camped, and made a trip the the Island County Fair.

These cakes won blue ribbons at the Island County Fair. I like all kinds of cake, but cakes that look like furniture and leprechaun colonies are the best.

Another example of a visually stunning award-winning cake.

4-H kids raised farm animals that were auctioned at the fair. A hog like this is sold by the pound.

Alpacas

Prize-winning vegetable creations.

I thoroughly enjoyed the fair. Now, let’s talk about cycling. I prefer to go car-free whenever possible. It’s about 40 miles as the crow flies from my home in West Seattle to the Mukilteo Ferry to Whidbey Island. Leaving around noon, I chose to ride my bike from West Seattle to the U-District (about 12 miles) and catch a commuter bus to Lynnwood. The bus ride was about 13 miles on the freeway. My main reason for busing this segment was my unfamiliarity with roads and bike trails through this area. On my return trip I cycled the entire way, confirming my belief that this was a territory not easily navigated.

Upon arriving at the Lynnwood Transit Center, I hopped on a bus to the Mukilteo Ferry. Unlike the express bus to Lynnwood, this one was a local, zig-zagging through neighborhoods for about an hour.

For my return trip home on Sunday I decided to bicycle the whole way. I was wary of riding on the Mukilteo Speedway, the main drag from the ferry for about 5 miles. While the name ‘Mukilteo Speedway’ doesn’t sound bike-friendly, I was surprised by the recent addition of a very friendly marked bike lane.

For directions, I used a Google map cue sheet until it sent me in a circle. I headed off looking to connect with the Interurban Trail. While the trail was difficult to find, all roads lead to Alderwood Mall, a massive conglomeration devoted to the glories of American consumerism and car culture. I stood outside one of the entrances like a beggar, hoping to find someone who knew where I could get on the Interurban Trail. After about 15 minutes I met someone who knew of the secret entrance, which was only a block away, and minimally marked. I’m always exhilarated by becoming un-lost.

More cheery websites say “The Interurban Trail runs about 30 miles from north Seattle to Everett, Washington, roughly following the route of an old inter-urban trolley”. At this date it is a fragmented trail with dead ends and no clear markings of where to re-connect with the fragments. Bicycle friends have since told me they know the secrets of navigating the so-called ‘trail’, but it’s currently a frustrating unintuitive mystery. Seems to me the trail would benefit from Dan Henry’s, the DIY painted trail markers used for group rides, rather than wait years for government funding that may never come.

I gave up trying to find the broken segments of the Interurban and instead navigated by looking at the position of the sun and the clouds (thank you Puget Sound Convergence Zone). Miraculously, I managed to get to Log Boom Park & the Burke Gilman Trail in Kenmore. From here on I knew my way and took the long way home through the Ballard Locks and around Alki.

Along the Seattle waterfront, I rolled my bike through HempFest, a massive mile-long festival, where perhaps tens of thousands of mostly young people were celebrating the miraculous wonders of Cannabis. While there was live music, it appeared to be a mostly commercial affair, with hundreds of vendors hawking the usual paraphernalia.

The moral of the story is this. You can bicycle to Whidbey Island from Seattle without using a car. Get an accurate cue sheet or map of the Interurban Trail, use GPS, or carry a vast array of localized maps. There are several terrific state parks on Whidbey Island. Each has separate biker/hiker campsites that do not require advance reservations. The ferry runs about every 30 minutes and costs $5.10 for bicycle & rider (round trip). There was a 2-hour wait for cars, but no wait for bikes. Priceless! I’m looking forward to returning to Whidbey and exploring more of the island.

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You! Yes you! The Seattle Bicycle Music Festival needs you! But frankly YOU also NEED the Seattle Bicycle Music Festival. Isn’t it time you took just a few moments away from text-messaging and had actual face time with some real people? This is an opportunity to be part of something BIG. Maybe even HUGE!

The SBMF is looking for volunteers, both for the day-of the event and to help get everything together. Event Chair Sylvie Janecek says, “This is a community effort, so the more volunteers, the better! I often provide tasty treats to help bribe volunteers (cookies, dinner, beverages, etc)!”

Click here to visit the SBMF site for details.

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Professional thief James Clayton knew he didn't look like a thief. This allowed him to operate brazenly in plain sight. This photo creeps me out.

Here’s a must-read piece of bicycle crime journalism by Ian Dille from mountainbike.com. James Clayton was a brash, fast-talking member of the Austin, Texas, mountain bike community. But he was something else, too — a crook, who stole not from strangers, but from riders who called him a friend. Here are a few excerpts to whet your appetite:

“The bike thief first moved to Austin from Phoenix in 2006. He introduced himself in the local cycling community as James Clayton (his real name, though he went by aliases in other states). Tall and lean, with graying, swept-back hair, Clayton, 43, didn’t appear much different from any other mid-aged bike racer. He quickly wove himself into the fiber of the community, chatting up the best riders–plus every attractive woman in sight–on group rides and at training races.”

“In one instance Clayton and some buddies had stopped at a restaurant on the way back from a ride. During the meal, Clayton excused himself, saying he needed to use the restroom. Instead, he slipped outside, took a bike from the roof rack of his friend’s car, and stashed it in his own trunk. When the group discovered the missing bike, Clayton eagerly suggested they call the police.”

“Clayton was particularly brazen in the Phoenix area, according to Detective Bill Gallauer of the Tempe police. He’d hang out at triathlons and poach races, sometimes even writing numbers on his body with a Sharpie. When he emerged from the water, Clayton would grab the nicest bike he saw in the transition area and ride off.”

“On January 9, 2009, (Detective) Askew received a call from Val Hargrove, a victim who considered Clayton a close friend. Hargrove told the detective that a set of carbon wheels–specifically built for the tandem he used to compete with a blind teammate–had disappeared from his garage, and that Hargrove’s friend, Robert Biard, later found the wheels listed for sale online under Clayton’s email address.”

Click here to read the full story.

Ian Dille is a freelance writer, journalist, and former pro bike racer. Maybe you’ve got a project for him. Click here to visit Ian’s site.

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