Some of you may recall a project I mentioned upon launching thus blog.
The goal is to catalog and record all cobbled roads in America. Ambitious? Maybe. Worth the effort? Definitely.
Here’s the first entry:
Located a few blocks from my apartment, Church Alley is about 100 feet of classic, cobbled goodness. Note the bricked sidewalk. Even better, the alley is adjacent to the local Iron Hill Brewery; so after a few loops of stone intervals, you can stop-in for a Brewski burger and some Vienna Red Lager.
About Whit
My experiences might easily fit many cycling fans' definitions of “living the dream.†Since getting hooked on the sport watching Lance Armstrong win the 1993 U.S. Pro Championship, I've raced as an amateur on Belgian cobbles, traveled Europe to help build a European pro team, and piloted that team from Malaysia to Mont Ventoux. As a former assistant director sportif with Mercury-Viatel, I've also seen the less dreamy side of the sport – the side rife with broken contracts, infighting, and positive dope tests. These days, I live with my lovely wife in Pennsylvania and share my experiences and views on the sport at Bicycling Magazine, the Embrocation Cycling Journal, and at my own site, Pavé.
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Located a few blocks from my apartment, Church Alley is about 100 feet of classic, cobbled goodness. Note the bricked sidewalk. Even better, the alley is adjacent to the local Iron Hill Brewery; so after a few loops of stone intervals, you can stop-in for a Brewski burger and some Vienna Red Lager.