PTBO RIDES.

The Style Files. Vol. 1

Yeah.  There I was.  Standing around waiting for the ride to start when up comes this beaut of a girl perfectly decked out in bike-matching kit.  I was stunned, speechless for a moment, couldn’t look away.  Blurted out something clumsy about her looking nice, can’t remember the rest.

Looked up from the girl at some of the “opportunities” around and realised we desperately need some dialogue on the subject of style.

“In life, it’s not if you win or lose, it’s how good you look, baby” – the great David Lee Roth.

There’s something about cycling, isn’t there, apart from other sports.  Take soccer.  All these Euros, bloody cool buggers off the pitch.  In their kit they all look bland; the same.  Hockey, baseball, basketball; no amount of tattoos can rescue these guys from looking like, I dunno, jocks maybe.  Cycling presents way more of a visual opportunity.

So, were gonna try and blog something on a semi-regular basis on this subject.   It’s the PTBO Rides Style File.

Let’s start with a photo:

Not just about racers in stretchy pants . . .

Pippo says perfection.

When put together a bike and rider present this template for function and fashion to work in harmony and create a beauty that is only available through the statement of freedom the bike possesses.  Thus how essential the style of cycling really is.  It matters.  It’s not a contest about who looks best.  It’s just respect for what’s going on.  It’s an acknowledgement that this thing that we’re, that you’re participating in transcends just sport, or just getting from here to there.  Like a bird in flight the beauty is essential.