“How did one of the best young bike racers in the country wind up dead in an Austin apartment?”
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A Bike Race, Family, and Loss
“We took turns sitting beside my dad and holding his hand. On the TV in the living room, the Tour raced.”
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‘These Were His Mountains, After All’: Remembering One’s Father While Cycling in the Swiss Alps
James Jung thought he rode the winding narrow roads of the Alps to memorialize his dad. He was wrong.
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Chasing My Father’s Ghost Through the Swiss Alps
James Jung thought he rode the winding narrow roads of the Alps to memorialize his dad. He was wrong.
Posted inNonfiction, Quotes
The City Opens Up At Night: How LA’s Underground Bike Scene Took Off
For the original eight, the fountain tour was something of an epiphany. As the Mommas and Papas explored downtown, they realized something: At night, the city opened up to them. They suddenly had free rein on the roads, the freedom to discover L.A. on their own terms. They could pass through the richest and poorest neighborhoods in a single evening.