filmed by bike IV
This year’s Filmed by Bike, the fourth annual bicycle film festival in Portland, OR, will be held on a Friday in April — I guess you can contact filmed[at]riseup.net to find out which Friday.
The organizers are accepting submissions, and the jury looks representative of a wide spectrum of bike culture/sub-culture. Hardcore cyclists tend toward being creative types, so this art/bike event promises (in the words of one my favorite one-line book reviews) to be “a rare visitor’s pass to a cloistered [sic] enclave.”
Thanks to TreeHugger for pointing it out. Entries are due March 15th.
a dream deferred
Red’s Dream is an early Pixar short film about a bike with a dream. You know Pixar even if the name doesn’t sound familiar; they’re the geniuses behind Toy Story; Monsters, Inc; and The Incredibles.
Sustainable Energy in Motion Bike Tours — this summer
Looking for a meaningful way to spend your summer vacation on a bike? 
I received an email from Vladislav Davidzon of the Portland Peace and Justice Center announcing a series of Sustainable Energy in Motion Bike Tours for this summer.
One to three week tours follow scenic routes along Oregon’s coast or the Columbia River gorge. The trip is part educational learn about permaculture and sustainability, part political plenty of time to think about what sort of impact you leave on the planet, part giving back to the community participants will complete service projects at each host site, and best of all they provide all the support and food vegan and organic you’ll need for the trip. You can bring your own bike, or they can arrange for you to rent one from a local bike shop.
Sounds like an interesting trip. You can read more about the Portland Peace and Justice Center and its values on their website.
– photo courtesy of the Orgeon Tourism Commission
ski chantecler
New Year’s weekend in St. Adele, Quebec is cold. Just plain old cold. The slopes at Ski Chantecler were covered in a fine ice unlike anything I’ve skied on before.

At night, the temperature at the bottom of the slopes was 0 degrees Fahrenheit. The windchill at the top was in the negative teens. First your face burns from the cold; then your finger tips throb, then you realize you can’t feel your toes. And if you haven’t gone inside yet, you get to a point where you know you’re not going to get any colder or any more numb. The days weren’t a whole lot warmer.

It took two days for feeling to fully return to my toes.

I hear Mt. Tremblant (a half-hour’s drive northwest of St. Adele) has some great mountain biking in the summer. I thought about biking, but without skis to attached to the wheels or studded tires there wouldn’t be any point. I couldn’t come up with either.




