George the Cyclist

If the quartet of Carnegies in Garrett, Angola, LaGrange and Albion in the northeast corner of Indiana were stars in the celestial sky, the...

It was the wet and the cold that forced me into a motel outside of Franklin, though it might have been the subconscious concern of the many ...

Halloween and fall decorations are competing with political signs as the most predominant roadside feature on this ride around Indiana.  The...

My route to Mount Vernon at the toe of Indiana, not far from the the confluence of the Wabash and Ohio Rivers, took me through Fort Branch, ...

The day before I arrived in Bloomington for the 51st annual Hilly Hundred weekend of back-to-back 50-mile days of killer hills I noticed...

Rather than continuing south from Earl Park along Indiana’s border with Illinois down route 41 to the Carnegie in Kingman, I zigged halfway ...

Never has the road beckoned so strongly.  It’d been two months since I’d had a ride of more than twenty miles.  It wasn’t a broken colla...