Cinematic Sunday

I was thinking the other day about how to capture, photographically, the afternoon light on a cloudy Nordic day in winter. That strange, labourious light that slowly suffocates the day.

The temperature here is about 4 C. With the wind chill we're pushing -10 C.

It's a Friday afternoon and the streets are filled with life, despite the best efforts of the encroaching darkness.

Winter can do nothing to stem the desire of homo sapiens to converse.

Roll Models for Cycle Chic in San Francisco

Cycle Chic Bike Gang - SF 09.

The very best thing about having launched this strange cycle chic movement is that I have had the opportunity to meet so many like-minded individuals on my travels. Especially people with whom I developed online friendships under the exquisitely tailored cycle chic banner.

It's always brilliant to shake these hands, kiss these cheeks and look these people in the eyes after ages of communicating in text and photos. Whether it be in Moscow, Budapest, Czech Republic, NYC, Tokyo, France, Riga and so on.

I must admit, however, that the experience peaked last week in San Francisco, when i hooked up with a posse. A group of women who, for me, personify everything I've wanted Cycle Chic to be and who take the concept to new levels. I found myself looking so much forward to meeting them and I wasn't disappointed.


This is traffic... get used to it.

I don't know what it is about San Francisco. The concept of cycle chic seems to go hand in hand with the city. And in that city there are 'roll' models that do so very much for advocating normalising the bicycle once again.

They have their finger on the pulse of the emerging bicycle culture in the city and they are surfing the wave in style. They are active in advocacy but their mere prescence on their bicycles in their regular, funky/elegant/cool/chic clothes is the best form of advocacy. These girls got it ALL goin' on and they are selling the re-democratization of cycling every minute of the day.


First up you got Kristin, mastermind behind the Velovogue blog. Of all the copycats and collaborators who have started cycle chic-like blogs, Kristin is one whom I've hit it off with from the start. She is the first one who I really considered a collaborator. Hanging with her and seeing her navigate the streets on her cool mixte was a pleasure.

Up and down the hills we went. Kristin and I both originate in the film/tv industry so we had loads of 'shop talk' but really, it was all about bicycles.


Here you have Kristin and Adrienne before we headed out on a 'bike ride' - something you apparently do in Emerging Bicycle Cultures. :-) Adrienne has long ranked super high on the list of sharp, bright commenters on this blog and especially over at Copenhagenize.com. Her humour certainly lacks nothing at all either. Adrienne blogs at Velovogue, too and she writes/photographs at her brilliant Change Your Life, Ride a Bike blog, as well.

Adrienne rides 'the heaviest bicycle in San Francisco', although it wouldn't even make the top 30,000,000 in Europe, let alone Asia, and yet she rides so effortlessly. Even up the hills. All the while relaying a constant encyclopædic flow of information about the history of the city or the status of bicycle culture in this or that neighbourhood. A goldmine of information and a Tiffany's of humour. Such dedication to the cause of promoting cycling positively, too.


Then you have Meli. You can't forget Meli. from Bikes and the City. She also founded Change Your Life, Ride a Bike with Adrienne. This photo really sums her up. She can strike up a conversation with every [wo]man and his/her dog. With such ease that the first 150 times I was sure she had known the individual since grammar school. What a brilliant character trait to behold.

Even people just walking down the street recieved a bike bell 'ding' and a pleasant or cheeky comment. Actually, there was no real pattern to her bell ringing. I think she just likes ringing her bell. Which is cool.

These three bikeissima cycle chicistas took such very good care of me in San Francisco. I had to teach them how to drink margueritas and they showed me what the hell a 'bike ride' was as we headed out to the Golden Gate bridge the day after Critical Mass.

Three amazingly passionate advocates for normalising cycling and they all do it with ease, grace and style. When I started these blogs I didn't have a clue what a 'bicycle advocate' was. Meeting these women and I now know the definition of the phrase.


The International Cycle Chic Convention in San Francisco 2009 lasted for more than 24 hours. It involved a lecture [by me] and then quickly progressed into a Halloween Critical Mass before moving to an Ethiopian meal at a restaurant in Mission whereafter it morphed into margueritas at a mariachi joint and then beers at a... bar. Pause for sleep and then coffee, bike ride, coffee, bike ride, etc. on a brilliantly sunny SF Saturday.

I couldn't wish for a better time with better hostesses with the mostesses. Above you can see photos of the ICCCSF2009 and you can also see other members of the posse, including the lovely Lilia of LiliaPilia and the wonderful Melissa. Not to mention Didrik and Caryl and The Man Erik Zo.

Cycle Chic isn't going anywhere anytime soon. Not with these kinds of people selling the idealistic product for the Common Good. And all the anti-cycle chic hatred you can muster won't make a difference.

There are more positive advocates of urban cycling than you can shake your handlebars at. All working at Marketing the Simple Bicycle Lifestyle.



I left my heart in San Francisco. Thanks, ladies, for a brilliant time.

Coolest Bike Parking in the World

I've not seen such cool bike parking in ages. At my hotel in San Francisco - the W Hotel - they have three Danish Biomega bicycles for guests to use free. Okay, three isn't much, but it's what they do with them that counts.

It's like a museum the way they hang them up on the wall like that. You ask the valet for a bicycle and he walks over with a crank and proceeds to lower - slowly and cerimoniously - the bicycle to the ground. Now THAT is style over speed!


I rode the bicycle during the Halloween Critical Mass and the next day, too, with some friends. A one-speed on the hills of San Francisco. Easy peasy. Photo by Kristin somewhere on Valencia.

Here's what other bikes I've been riding whilst travelling.

A Bit More San Francisco

The costumes worn during the Halloween critical mass were fantastic. An ocean of creativity. Not surprisingly, a simple spot of Cycle Chic ranks high in our books.

Skirts on bicycles, too.

Good guys and bad guys were everywhere.


And we love a cool hat.

Yesterday was ridiculous here. A drop in temperature to 2 celcius and a 30 knot (15 m/s) wind. Add some snow and rain for good measure. For february that would be normal, but at this time it felt like a shock. (Sorry, we danes are known for always talking about the weather.)

This season also provokes the return of my 30mm f/1.4 lens: The only one to get something useful out of the chronic lack of light.

More Halloween in San Francisco

The Halloween Critical Mass was a festive event. Here are some friends gearing up for the ride.

Here's a cool cat taking a break from the proceedings. Probably waiting for a friend or two.

Final adjustments before starting.

Stopping for a red light like civilised cyclists everywhere.

LowRider Hombre Cycle Chic.

Nuns and superheroes. Together at last.

Lego Girl in Frisco

Heading down Market Street towards the meeting point for San Francisco's Halloween Critical Mass I spotted Lego. I suppose a Swede would be able to see meatballs at 5 km and a Norwegian could probably smell whale meat at 10, but a Copenhagener spots Lego. [and high heels on pedals at 40 km...]

This San Francisciana had made her own accessories out of colourful Danish bricks and we chatted about it as we rode. I told her I needed some photos and she obliged.

She asked if Lego had a slogan, which they don't, really. But I explained the the name Lego is an abbreviation of 'lege godt' - play well. And that later the founder discovered that Lego was loosely interpreted in Latin as 'I assemble' or "I put together". Which was nice.

She was decked out in Lego accessories and even had a Lego blouse in her bag. Very funkalicious, indeed.

A mid-Atlantic compromise: Lego and heeled boots meets American toe clips and no chainguard.


Continuing the Lego theme, I spotted this chap - on the left - with a Lego mini-figure head rolling down Valencia.

For the record, it's not correct to call them 'legos'. It's just Lego. Like rice. You don't say "I'm going to boil some rices for dinner." There. Got THAT off my chest.

San Francisco Halloween Cycle Chic

Cycle Chic went for a bike ride in San Francisco the other day. Coincedentally, several thousands happened to do the same thing at the same time. What are the odds? It was Halloween Critical Mass in the city by the bay and what a night it was.

We all gathered at Lower Market Street before setting off. Great mood.

A Few Random Scenes

We love sunglasses in Copenhagen. They even make dull grey days look better(?).


I have discovered that some people have a fetish for the classic driving gloves. I must admit that I do find there is something inexplicably nice about them. (I wear mine too, hehe).


Most danes will probably recognize her, but what grabbed my attention was definitely the backlit fiery hair on the calm backdrop of our National Museum.

Red Light Conversations

There's nothing quite like two people riding together having a pleasant conversation whist waiting at the red light.

Moccasins

Moccasins are still enjoying some popularity in Copenhagen after being mega hot earlier this year.