Written by J Figueroa As a VET, I understand that PTSD is not just about Vets, but Police, Fire, EMS, and First Responders. I can’t imagine coming to a minivan after a drunk t-boned them and a 4 year old is maimed and dead. Then going home and trying to sleep without the memory playing… Continue reading Why I want an eTrike
Category: ELF
I pedaled my ELF from Virginia to Arkansas
By M. Glenn I’m very pleased with my ELF, which has now logged over 2,000 miles in a variety of conditions. My primary purpose for buying it was to help me stay physically fit during my sunset years. I’m 80 years old, with slowly dimming eyesight, stiffening joints, weakening muscles, and slowing reaction times. After suffering some hard… Continue reading I pedaled my ELF from Virginia to Arkansas
New eBikes & eBike Systems
Via electricbikereport.com UPS eTrike in Ft. Lauderdale, FL UPS is launching an eTrike that will deliver packages along Las Olas Boulevard and in surrounding neighborhoods in Fort Lauderdale, Fla. UPS eTrike in Pittsburgh, PA “This is another example of how private and public sectors can work together to find sustainable solutions to meet the needs of… Continue reading New eBikes & eBike Systems
Looking at Holiday Lights by Bike
By Esther Lumsdon - I try to commute to work by bike twice per week. Starting around Halloween, I get to enjoy biking past holiday light displays on my route home, since it’s dark. Halloween and Diwali are the first light displays. Every couple of years my husband and I manage to find a dry… Continue reading Looking at Holiday Lights by Bike
I met Santa while riding my ELF
I was just out and about when I thought I’d take a break. The hot dry Santa Ana Winds can really dry a person out. So I zipped into Mc Donald’s for the air conditioning and a cool drink. While just sitting quietly I notice an older gent all dressed in red looking at my… Continue reading I met Santa while riding my ELF
It’s rough being a San Diegan….
I just wanted to grab breakfast at a local eatery and run a few errands. What happened was, I spent the day talking to myself while pedaling. The stuff I say to myself sometimes is just a kick. Either I’m crazy or I’m really funny. At least I amuse easily. Best of all by the… Continue reading It’s rough being a San Diegan….