I am running down the streets of Dunedin like a lunatic at a Spanish bull run. The metal on the bottom of my cycling shoes is clamoring like church bells

The numbered earrings are a medallion warn proudly for how many cyclists she has taken out! They have even built themselves bovine mobile carts so they can keep up. They

I went out on a date the other day. I am still not sure if it was the best date or worst date I have had in my life. The

I have been eating a lot of bugs today while cycling into the wind. It feels like I was peddling through a asteroid bug field. I wonder what the caloric

I think there might be something wrong with me or with my kind magic bicycle. I have been peddling like a fly caught in a spider’s web. Pulling into camp

I would like to introduce Loretta The Chicken. This is her debut. She is an accomplished athlete. She is a triathelete she swims, runs and bikes. She is an ambitious

I pushed the breaks with a ferociousness that could only be found in the aftermath of adrenalin. With the bicycle break clamped tight, I closed my eyes and hoped for

While contemplating being sent to ant heaven by a triple length logging truck at an early age during NZ’s winter, today, I took the bus off of the beautiful coast

So, I am sitting in my tent laughing at the birds outside. It’s like being in a surround sound IMAX auditorium, the volume of the birds singing all around me

Raised in Ontario, Canada, Cuyler Black has been a teacher, syndicated cartoonist and youth worker. For many summers he directed youth outdoor leadership development camps out on the lakes of

I could feel the woman staring at me and I turned towards her smiling. She was older than I had first thought, though it is hard to tell everyone has