Journal

The Rain Bag

November 26th, 2013

They say there’s no such thing as bad weather, only bad preparation. I don’t know who they are, but I balk at that logic. As someone who entered the sport of cycling in the frigid and snowy Green Mountains of Vermont, cut my teeth throughout New England’s wet and unpredictable springs, and who now races across the globe with no reprieve for a “rain delay” as is common in baseball or car racing, I know a thing or two about riding in less-than-ideal weather. Turns out there is such a thing as bad weather; better yet, there also exists such a thing as being prepared for it. Read More

L’Eroica

November 14th, 2013

 

Glue. Gravel. 28mm hand-sewn tyres. Downtube shifters. Squealing brakes, that perfectly pitch-black nothingness that you only find right before dawn, still draped over the Italian countryside, is being pulled back slowly by the coming day. An old, thick chain elicits a rich, rhythmic rattle from the yellowed steel of a Regina. A lot’s changed since it was new. You can almost count the teeth while it spins. You’re over-geared, and perhaps a little over-excited. Don’t worry. There’s only 200km to go. Read More

We Go Big On Style

August 16th, 2013

We may be a small bike touring company, but when it comes to style, we go big. Read More


Missing Home

June 20th, 2013

I often miss Chianti when I am home. And often miss home when I am away. I think that comes from being born Portuguese. A melancholy and yearning for things that we can’t have. Read More

The Fool

March 23rd, 2013

You had to be there. We were frolicking up yet one more long, gentle grade under a soft sun, the six or seven of us. We were laughing now and then, or sometimes talking for a few earnest minutes about our families or some memory sparked by the landscape, or going on in a companionable silence punctuated with smiles and shakes of our heads and even sighs at our great good luck of being cyclists. We were sweating a sheen onto our arms and legs without dampening our jerseys or socks. In a few miles, we would be at the top of one more small mountain in a day full of them, and we would stop at a café or a bar or a market and sit and sip at Cokes in tiny bottles, or ristrettos in tinier cups, or a different vintage of the local Chianti wine than we’d sampled last time. Then we would do it all again, just like we’d done it all before. Read More


Join The Cause – Make A Difference

March 11th, 2013

With 3 weeks to go until our first Chianti trip of the season we are super excited to get the show on the road. Over the past few weeks we have been busy getting our equipment in from our partners and assembling a program that will continue to delight our guests. When it comes to partners we are as lucky as it gets. We have the partners we wanted. Read More

And We’re Off To a New Season

February 23rd, 2013

2012 was an amazing journey for us. Although the foundation of our company started with one ride in Chianti during the autumn of my 2010 season [read more about it here], inGamba has really become the work of a few people whose shared passion for riding a bicycle, eating great food and drinking fantastic wine have one thing in common. Sharing it with amazing people. I think Peloton Magazine summarized it best by saying: Read More