Michelle Wilcox and her Timberwolf-twin friend took their Ritchey Timberwolf mountain bikes for a breathtaking bikepacking tour Italy's Abruzzo countryside.
Gravel Bikes Blog / Ritchey Logic
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Read more »While you might be enjoying that extra hour of sleep now that the clocks have changed, you might lament the sun's escape a bit earlier in the day. Not happy with less riding time? Well, darkness shouldn’t extinguish your cycling routine! Here are some tips and ideas about riding at night!
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Read more »Getting kids on bikes is one thing. Keeping them stoked on bikes is another. American privateer, Rebecca Gross, shares her experience and knowledge of getting kids excited about riding bikes.
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Read more »We're already knee-deep into the muck of cyclocross season. While you're watching all of the dirty action, be sure to keep an eye on these seven riders who are rapidly rising up the ranks and keeping us entertained each weekend.
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Read more »The cast of Folding Tales is back with the sights, narrative and maps of their travels aboard Ritchey Break-Away bikes as they wind through Taiwan. We also get to see how they pack their Break-Aways with a practical how-to.
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Read more »Ritchey Outback Break-Away bike check. Check out Fergus' daily driver that recently took on Australia's outback and more.
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Read more »On June 1st, the city of Portola, CA filled with riders from across the United States to test their spirits and each other for the annual Lost and Found gravel race. Armed with our Swiss Cross and more than a few granola bars, we went to see just what the fuss was all about.
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Read more »Ritchey Swiss Cross gravel bike check. View more about the new gravel bike that's also a ripping cross bike.
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Building upon the legendary bicycle wheel-building and -design heritage of Ritchey, the WCS Zeta wheels offer modern features that allow them to perform gracefully in variety of ride settings. In this video, Fergus walks us through all of the features of the Zeta wheels.
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Read more »The road stretched out in front of me like a never ending sun-bleached welcome mat. I was somewhere southeast of Adelaide and more miles into my bike tour than I could recount. Below, my legs ticked out a a rhythm that my Outback Break-Away could handle, yet my detached consciousness didn't seem to notice. Unsure of where my partner was, I continued ahead without knowing exactly when the wind would stop or the pavement would end.