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That’s because cycling is part of the fabric of their lives.
Alan Scholz, co-founder of Bike Friday, cracks a wide smile when he thinks about today’s cutting edge cycling publications that are geared toward young families. Magazines like Momentum and Bicycle Times.
“These are the kids who grew up in Burley Trailers,” says Alan, the man who designed the Burley Trailer in the ’80s to transport his daughter Hanna as they lived a car-free life.
“Now they have kids of their own, and they have cycling in their blood. It’s part of their life and they want it to remain part of their life –- and their children’s lives.”
While Bike Friday has built an international reputation with its travel and folding bicycles, tandems always have held a special place in the company’s DNA.
When Alan and his brother Hanz decided to try their hand at designing bicycles, their first creation was the Burley Duet Tandem.
The brother duo raced tandems, and put their designs to the ultimate stress test.
That knowledge is built into every Bike Friday tandem.
All Bike Friday tandems break down and fit into two TravelCases for airtravel.
And the Bike Friday Two’sDay folds to conveniently fit in the trunk of most sedans or the back of an SUV.
“There is great utility in our tandems,” Alan says. “But more than anything, they are built to be legacy tandems. They are built to last and to be handed down from generation to generation.”
When Alan’s youngest daughter, Sarah, came along, Alan designed the Bike Friday Family Tandem. He quickly learned the magic of a tandem.
“Sarah was only four years old and we had it under the tree for Christmas,” Alan remembers, noting that the stoker seat was set for a child –- one of the benefits a Bike Friday tandem can offer. “When we came out, she was already sitting on the stoker. Even a young child can see it’s right for her.”
The Bike Friday Tandem XL Select is set up as a great mix of components to give you the best ride at the best price.
1 comment August 17, 2011
Some photos from Sunday’s Blackberry bRamble here in Eugene.
Add comment August 10, 2011
- Complete the new Ironman length tri here in NZ (I have previously completed the New Zealand Ironman in Taupo, North Island.)
- Get to the start (and finish!) injury free and healthy.
- Do all of my training rides, runs and swims in beautiful settings here in New Zealand
- Do swim training all in the Marine reserve near my house in Hahei to prep for the 3.8k (2.4 mile) lake swim
- Do training runs all on trails in the area as the 42k. (26.2mile) run in Wanaka is mostly off road, and rides mostly along the coast and through the coastal hills
- Prepare for the 180k (112 mile) ride throu the Otago area.
- Enjoy every minute of the preparation and the event.
- Perform all of my cycle training on my Bike Friday (I have done more than 5,000 kilometers in 2011 on either my New World Tourist or my Pocket Llama, depending on weather and road conditions).
- Compete on the actual day on a Bike Friday, either my New World Tourist or my wife’s Pocket Rocket.
- Raise awareness among triathletes about the versatility and quality of the line of bikes Bike Friday produces.
Add comment August 8, 2011
We just received some photos from Antonius Iwan Tenggono, our Bike Friday Dealer in Indonesia.
Add comment July 22, 2011
OK, if you can’t conjure it up in your mind, let me assist.
I sat at my desk as rain pelted off the window for the who-knows-how-many straight day.
Our first bike with its Select Group, a nifty Sky Blue Sparkle New World Tourist with licorice red cable housing and red decals that I’ve previously spoken about, leaned against a pole in the office, mocking me.
The calendar said it was the dead of winter, yet an ad to appear in Adventure Cycling magazine in the midst of spring had a deadline looming.
The simple facts were this: We needed a photo of the New World Tourist with the Select Group. Not a bike on white photo from the studio. A real bike in the great outdoors photo.
And, the weather forecasters were calling for an appearance of the sun on Friday.
One of the beauty secrets of Eugene, as opposed to, say, Seattle, is that, yes, it rains here in the winter. But it feels as though just about every day there is a momentary sun break. The sun peeks out just long enough for everyone to realize it’s still there. The universe is right.
But when the forecasters start talking bravado, that sun is coming, well, it grabs your attention.
So I made a secret plan. If it really is sunny on Friday, I’m busting a move. To get a photo.
Still the new guy, I wasn’t sure how that might come across. Bolting at noon, the first sunny noon in ages, without planning on getting back to the office anytime before Monday.
I gave our General Manager, Hanna Scholz, my pitch. She approved.
The real countdown began.
It was already past noon. I needed to rush home and grab camera equipment, not to mention my Black Lab, Ridgely. She’s my photo assistant, so to speak.
Then it was a drive into the mountains for some scenery.
What says early spring better for the real adventure cyclists than snow?
Our neat new colors against some bright white snow? Sounds good to me. How high must I go into the mountains before snow takes over?
My goal was about an hour up Highway 126, heading out of Eugene.
Anyone who has been out here and ridden the legendary McKenzie River Trail knows the highway. Plenty of scenic shot possibilities there.
If the snow hadn’t gotten high enough, maybe, just maybe, I could swing all the way to Clear Lake.
Getting down to the lake on snowy roads could be tricky. But we gotta try, Ridgely, we gotta try.
About an hour later, I realize in my haste to pull this off, I forgot one important detail: I might not have enough gas to get to Clear Lake and back to the gas station in Rainbow.
That’s when I realized another key factor: Gas might be the least of my worries.
Yo, in case you never noticed, it gets dark early in the winter. Really early.
I wanted to get some evening light. Soft light. Maybe even sunset.
Reality, however, is that I needed light. Any light.
As I charged the final miles to Clear Lake, the shadows got longer and longer and longer. I pretty much figured that any stop for gas, even a splash, might leave me in the dark. Explain that to Hanna on Monday!
I rolled into the parking lot in time to see some decent sun sparkling off the lake.
Maybe, just maybe, this will work.
I wanted a snow shot, but not too snowy. Truth was, I had about 15 minutes of perfect light.
So now you can get back to using your imagination.
Picture me running through knee-deep snow, with my assistant bounding around like a new-born puppy. Ah, there’s some pristine snow. Yikes, there goes Ridgely. So much for untouched snow.
The temperature kept falling steadily from 40 degrees when I parked, yet sweat poured from every possible source.
The beauty of digital cameras, so they say, is knowing immediately whether or not you nailed the photo.
Talk about pressure. Come on. Work with me.
I finally got the photo that had been haunting my subconscious the entire ride up.
“There’s no one in the shot!”
She’s right, footprints, but no feet.
With the sun sinking fast, the ultimate challenge arose. I’ve got two living models for a shot of someone with a heartbeat, and only one can take a photo. Time for a timer.
Ever try to set up a timer on a tripod in snow?
Now imagine doing it without the tripod. And about 5 minutes to spare.
Still, I got something.
Then I tried one more. With my assistant. In the nick of time.
Add comment July 20, 2011
It’s the kind of moment that represents the true essence of Bike Friday.
It’s a day like any other.
Bodies shuffling in and out of the office.
Then Rob English appears from around the corner, rolling a Bike Friday into the room.
Our head designer simply slides it up against a pole, leans it just right, and disappears from the room without saying a word before anyone can really react.
And the buzz begins.
In a moment there are one, then two, then three, then four, individuals surrounding the bike.
“I like this …”
“What about the color?”
Much, much later, I get the chance to do a photo shoot with the new celebrity up in our makeshift studio.
Under the lights you get a whole different vibe.
Wondering what the reaction will be to a photo.
And how it differs from actually being there, in person, looking at it.
It was the first Select model out of production. With an emphasis on color.
The color debate raged.
Sky Blue Sparkle with red cable housing and red decals.
Some hated it.
Some didn’t mind.
Don’t think anyone fessed up to really loving it, although I was digging something about it.
But, it worked. It struck up conversations about colors.
OK, maybe they weren’t conversations as much as they were passionate arguments.
But color came to the forefront.
What do you think of our color offerings?
What’s the combo you can’t wait to order?
Let us know.
4 comments July 18, 2011
Portland’s rep as a cycling Mecca goes without saying. There’s just so many aspects to its cycling culture, it’s difficult to know where to begin.
No better example of that than Hopworks Urban Brewery BikeBar that opened in June.
It’s not just a typical Portland-esque hangout for cycling types. They have created a frame canopy where Oregon Custom Frame Builders get to display their handicraft for free.
We’re proud to have our tikit frame among the group, although, admittedly, it doesn’t fit your typical photo frame, if you will.
Add comment July 12, 2011
That has been the primary lure of journalism for me over the years. The story.
It’s also one of reasons it’s fun to come to Bike Friday each morning.
This is an eclectic bunch.
Not too long after I arrived, Co-Founder Alan Scholz made a point to have me search out Merle Rothweiler, who works in production.
“He could be a really great resource,” Alan said. “He has some incredible artwork.”
That’s the kind of teaser that sends my creative juices whirling like a blender at Jamba Juice.
Think about it. A guy who works in the line with a flair for art. It’s already a great story.
I didn’t know how I’d find a way to use Merle’s artistic talents. I just knew I had to find a way.
Fast forward a couple of months, and we had a brainstorming meeting about a new project: The Bike Friday Poster.
We wanted to create something that would be cool, that Bike Shops around the world would love to have hanging on their wall. Something that would capture the essence of Bike Friday — not to mention grabbing the attention of anyone passing by.
Time to talk to Merle.
Now, one might wonder how some creative meetings unfold. The answer is, it depends.
Back in my days at VeloNews, we’d have regular brainstorm meetings for headlines. That was really code for blow off steam meetings in the late afternoon. Ideas would fly. We’d be roaring. Some good stuff came out of that.
Sometimes creative meetings don’t need anything more than to light the fuse.
I met with Merle. Said we’re thinking maybe a map. Bike Friday. Oregon. Adventure.
Merle looked up with his eyes sparkling with ideas — a sure sign there was no need to go any further.
He went out and started drawing, and nailed it. Just what we were looking for.
The Bike Friday Poster, available on the webstore …
Merle Rothweiler putting the finishing touches on a Carbon Drive tikit. He has been a member of the Bike Friday production team since 2004.
1 comment June 22, 2011
When the world’s largest recreational bicycle ride, Vätternrundan in Sweden, finished at midnight June 18th with its highest number of participants, Great Britain’s Patrick Stevens aboard his Pocket Llama was among the 18,272 cyclists who completed the full 300 km course.
Vätternrundan, held for the 46th consecutive year, starts and finishes in Motala at the north-eastern end of Lake Vättern in south-central Sweden, halfway between Stockholm and Gothenburg. The main event circles the scenic Lake Vättern, while the shorter rides are held on its eastern side.
The 300 km ride this year saw the largest ever number of overseas registered riders, 4,548 (20% of total), representing 37 nations –- so many that the organizers had been forced to erect more flagpoles along the finish, to accommodate all nationalities participating.
Here’s part of Patrick’s report to Bike Friday:
“I have just come back from cycling Vätternrundan (pronounced vet-turn-rund-an) which is a 300 km (about 190ish Miles) and is meant to be the largest recreational bicycle ride in the world. People from all over the world were there. It is one of the Swedish Classics.
“There were super expensive racing machines all over the place and I got a lot of laughs (and scoffs) for riding on a folding bike touring bike with phat tires. OK, I wasn’t exactly Lance and I did have to work a lot harder than my friends who were on their road racers, but I did put quite a few others to shame by whizzing past them on the Lama.
The comment most people seemed to make was that I would be so much slower on a folder. OK, I was slower than those who were on racing bikes and cycling in groups, but I put that down to being on a Lama touring machine and and not a Rocket racer. Still 13 hours including breaks etc., was not bad and I am very chuffed with my 28 kph average speed.”
Anyone interested in 2012, entries for the 2012 Vätternrundan are accepted beginning September 1st. Entries are accepted on a first come, first served basis. Last year, all spaces for the 300 km ride were filled in six weeks. Cyclists wishing to participate in any of the 2012 events should contact the organisers at: email@example.com.
Add comment June 20, 2011
[NOTE: The ongoing saga of Raz and the fixed gear tikit continue.]
Back at the office, my goal is clear.
Time to corner Walter. He’s the fixie dude. He’ll fill me in.
What, I ask, is the essence of the fixie?
Walter drops the basics on me. Stuff I’ve heard before. Low or no maintenance. Simplicity. Some people think it’s cool. Blah, blah, blah.
None of it registers with me. No, there’s something more at work here. I know. I felt it. I lived it.
Then he ventures into that realm.
For some, Walter says, it’s the connection. The pure connection. You and the bike. Nothing else.
Maybe more like, I-ching.
I sit back down and dabble with some work. But my mind is elsewhere. That’s it. Or something like it. There’s something else going on here. Something beyond gears and pedals.
I take it home for my commute. Suddenly I’m taking a different route, without even thinking about it. I’m slipping in and out of some sort of zone.
I know, it sounds crazy. It feels just as crazy.
It’s the same feeling that has me at the base of the real Bailey Hill the next day at lunch.
Whoa. Now that’s a hill. No wonder Chris raised two eyebrows when I told him the other day I rode up Bailey Hill. I didn’t want to disappoint him, and clarify which hill or which part I rode.
Here we go. Can we do this?
Wait. We? No, bike riding is about me. Can I do it, right?
Not today. It’s a collective effort. At top it’s collective exhaustion and admiration. Don’t ask how I know. I just know.
And, I know whether or not I give this bike back, something has changed.
Way, way, down inside.
Something feels so right.
Not that it felt wrong before.
But now, it’s right.
It’s, I don’t know, maybe it’s fixed.
Add comment June 17, 2011