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...street without someone recognizing him, while in the U.S., outside his hometown of Austin, he can stroll unrecognized down the busiest street. On Sunday or Monday, most of his countrymen will glance at the paper and think, "Oh, that?s nice. That guy who had cancer won a bike race...
Despite this disability, bike riding remains my favorite pastime at home. Frightened by the brick streets and motorists of Cambridge, I indulge in the bike path near my house that peacefully slices through suburbia. My accessories, however, are not restricted to my Walkman. I also sport sunglasses, a large Red Sox cap and a layer of Coppertone (SPF 300) whose thickness Exxon would envy. (Only recently did I ponder the irony inherent in a name like Coppertone.) Other bikers notice the baseball cap and shake their heads with pity at this displaced northerner...
Burden, 58, puts bloated thoroughfares on what he calls a "road diet." In cities as large as Las Vegas, Toronto and Seattle and hamlets as small as Sammamish, Wash., he has trimmed lanes and filled the space with bike routes or a grassy buffer between the asphalt and the sidewalk to ease walkers' stress. Of course, motorists tend to react to Burden as they might to a jackknifed manure spreader directly in their path. "They say ,'We already have a traffic problem,'" says Burden, "'and now you want to take lanes away...
...first guests to arrive at Mackinac (pronounced Mackinaw) Island's Grand Hotel in 1887 were met at the pier by horse-drawn carriages. When they ventured forth from the hotel, it was by horse or buggy or bike. And so it is today, as a ban on automobiles enacted a century ago remains in force. Like those early travelers, today's Grand guests sit in big, wooden rockers on what, at 660 ft., is still the world's longest hotel porch...
...Hong Kong and then Weston, Conn., he was always an athletic kid, a tough gamer who developed a bump-and-grind one-on-one basketball game that allowed him to work his way close to the hoop. He was, his father Ed says, "a pretty normal kid. While bike riding, he might have run into a few more parked cars than other kids, but we didn't dwell on his going blind...