I’ll admit, I’ve never heard of the term ‘blog tagging’. It’s akin to an electronic chain letter, a pyramid scheme where nobody makes anything, and a bag of goop called “friendship bread”:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amish_Friendship_Bread that gets moldy on your countertop because you’re too lazy to make it.

I first saw the most recent scourge of blog tagging on “Fatcyclist”:http://www.fatcyclist.com/2008/07/22/ive-been-tagged/, and it actually looked a bit interesting, as it was bike related. I’m not sure if Fatty himself started it, or if it came from somewhere else. But, either way, most of the blogs I read started jumping in on the action, whether they were called out or not.

“Dave”:http://bedrockandparadox.blogspot.com/2008/07/ill-play-along.html
“Tim”:http://alaskabikeblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-bike-get-real.html
“Bike Snob NYC”:http://bikesnobnyc.blogspot.com/2008/07/rack-and-opinion-future-of-bike-parking.html
“FatMarc”:http://fatmarc.blogspot.com/2008/07/168-tagged.html
and Rob even came out of his blogging slumber to “Answer the Questions”:http://www.forty15.com/blog/2008/07/bag-em-and-tag-em.html

So, as I am all about jumping on the bandwagon, and quite honestly, all I’ve been doing this week is riding my brains out and going to bed early, here goes nothing.

If you could have any one — and only one — bike in the world, what would it be?

Most of the posts I’ve read go into something about a bike they could take the wheels and swap them out so they could ride road and mountain, change the handlebars, blah blah blah.

One bike for me? Singlespeed (sliding dropouts), Titanium, 100mm Fork. Done and done. I don’t even care if you give me a set of road slicks for the wheels. Set me up with some nice grippy 2.25 tires. I’ll spin my brains out to get to the trails on it, I’ll commute to work on it. Don’t sacrifice my love of the dirt for a bike that ‘could be ridden on the roads’.

Do you already have that coveted dream bike? If so, is it everything you hoped it would be? If not, are you working toward getting it? If you’re not working toward getting it, why not?
My Gunnar is pretty damn close, except it’s steel. I have surface rust issues with it because I’m pretty hard on bikes in general, but it fits me well, and is super comfy. Someday I’ll get a Ti bike built up very similarly to the gunnar. . .

If you had to choose one — and only one — bike route to do every day for the rest of your life, what would it be, and why?
I hate questions like this. What situation would I be in where I would ever have to ride one, and only one bike route? Instead, I will just give you what I consider to be the ‘classic’ flagstaff bike route, and one of my all-time favorite rides. I could ride this route, either direction (it’s a helluva lot harder in reverse) for a good long time. But then again, there are about 1.63 million variations on it as well, so there.

Up schultz, down little elden, up little bear, down onion, up elden lookout road to the towers, down sunset, down upper and lower brookbank, down rocky ridge.

What kind of sick person would force another person to ride one and only one bike ride for the rest of her / his life?
I don’t think there is anyone who could force that upon me. Really, try, I dare you.

Do you ride both road and mountain bikes? If both, which do you prefer and why? If only one or the other, why are you so narrowminded?
As is probably evidenced by my response above, I prefer the mountain bike. However, I did get a road bike about a year and a half ago, and as a training tool and a change of pace, it’s a lot of fun. I’ve even thought about doing a race sometime this fall as I’m finally getting comfortable on the road bike in a group and starting to feel pretty fast on it.

Have you ever ridden a recumbent? If so, why? If not, describe the circumstances under which you would ride a recumbent.
I think I rode one around a parking lot once. I suppose if I got old and had some sort of injury or condition where I couldn’t really sit comfortably in the ‘normal’ bike riding position, I would ride a recumbent just to keep riding (I have a friend who has some nerve damage in his hands and rides one because it has essentially zero pressure on your hands). Other than that, I can’t really think of why I would.

Have you ever raced a triathlon? If so, have you also ever tried strangling yourself with dental floss?
I used to be a lifeguard, so I know how to swim. I occasionally run when I’m into “self-flagellation”:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flagellation. Now racing in either of those sports seems so foreign to me that I can’t really imagine it. Then again, stranger things have happened.

I take the dental floss question as a form of leading the witness, and would like to file an objection with the judge. Although, in case you were wondering, the answer is no.

Suppose you were forced to either give up ice cream or bicycles for the rest of your life. Which would you give up, and why?
Easy, ice cream is out. I eat ice cream approximately twice a month. Considering I usually ride my bike at least twice a day, I think the lifestyle change associated with the options at hand leaves a fairly easy conclusion.

What is a question you think this questionnaire should have asked, but has not? Also, answer it.
How should I know? It isn’t my questionnaire. I do know that the dental floss one was just kinda dumb.

You’re riding your bike in the wilderness (if you’re a roadie, you’re on a road, but otherwise the surroundings are quite wilderness-like) and you see a bear. The bear sees you. What do you do?
Considering I’ve seen a couple bears while riding, my immediate reaction is to stop, assess what age the bears are (cubs, mother) and either back away slowly (if they’re not moving) or sit still (if they’re walking away).

Now, tag three biking bloggers. List them below.
Well, considering out of the blogs I read, I can pick a few who haven’t answered yet. How about
“Dara”:http://www.daramarksmarino.com
“Troy”:http://www.epicrider.com
“Chad”:http://chadfbrown.blogspot.com/
“or Anyone at Drunkcyclist.com”:http://www.drunkcyclist.com