Winter Bike Storage Is Here!
Does your bike need a home this winter? Ice, rain, salt, and sand can destroy a bike. Bring your bike to the CSE office in Kaufman and we’ll store it free of charge. See you there!
Thanksgiving Bike Rides
Thanksgiving is a time for stressed college students to return home, stuff their faces, do their laundry, and hug their dogs. It also marks a turning point before the snow begins to fall and down jackets are required for a walk to the mailbox. An iconic Thanksgiving event are Turkey Trots, short road races meant to bring together family and the community. However there are also plenty of Thanksgiving day bike rides, which can be a great Continue reading →
Why do you bike?
Biking Narratives: The Schwartz Interview Sitting down and interviewing a stranger can be an extremely nerve wracking experience. What if my questions stink? What if they give me one word answers? Should I have dressed better? Luckily this was not the case. I would be interviewing one of my closest friends on the shared passion that made us become friends. Freshman year, I brought my bike to Dickinson seeing it merely as an easy way to get to Frisbee practices. Within a month however I Continue reading →
The Handlebar Open Hours!
The Handlebar wants to help you prepare your bike for the winter season. Shop hours are in full swing! Come by the Handlebar and give your bicycle some tender love and care. Located in the basement of Davidson-Wilson (DaWi) adjacent to Dickinson Walk. We welcome students, faculty, staff, and children of the Dickinson college community. Swing by and learn how to tune your bike today! If the sign is out, we are open. The Handlebar Hours: Every Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday 4 – 6 Continue reading →
Handlebar Instagram
Check out the Handlebar’s Instagram page for some great shots of biking here at Dickinson and don’t forget to follow us! http://instagram.com/dickinsonhandlebar
The Tandem Bike: One Man’s Ascent to Awesomeness
With the late summer sun shining on my back and my wheels smoothly running over the gravel trails of D-park, I was feeling good. For years I had been spared the long walk from campus to D-park for frisbee practice by riding my bike. I grinned as I passed my teammates slowly trudging on; their feet struggling to complete the next step. While grinning smugly to myself, I felt a jarring crunch. I felt my chain lock up and I heard the unmistakable sound of Continue reading →
