First off, if you got here looking for a formal tour of Palm Beach, we’re not there yet. We may not ever get there.

Here’s what happened along the way: several months ago, my two sons, their wives and my toddler grandson in a bike trailer, started doing weekend rides. It was convenient to meet at my house and ride Palm Beach. That riding group has grown to include friends, co-workers and the occasional tourist we’ve swept up.

Jim Beloian rides north under the Royal Park Bridge toward West Palm Beach skyline

Our Cycling Profiles

Thirty-five years of working at the local newspaper, The Palm Beach Post, has given me lots of war stories and historical tidbits that I share with the riders. Some of them may actually be true.)

For my birthday, my kids set up this site and said, “You’re so close to retirement that you can taste it. Ken Steinhoff on the Palm Beach Lake Trail circa 1974(Why don’t you do Palm Beach bike tours and get paid for what you’re giving away for free?”

The more I thought about it, the better I liked the idea. See if I could cut a deal with a local bike shop that already rents bikes; use FRS radios for commentary; convince the city fathers that we would emphasize safety, get a foodie friend to provide picnic lunches, etc., etc.

I’m not a cat herder

Gator on Lake Okeechobee Scenic Trail (LOST)Then we had a larger than average group show up one Saturday. It was a mixture of hammerheads who wanted to go fast and newbies who wanted to ride 10 mph and who weren’t comfortable in traffic. That’s when I decided that I wasn’t cut out to herd cats.

If we’re not about bike tours, what are we?

I DID manage to retire at the end of 2008. That’s given me time to write about places I’ve ridden; the Surly Long Haul Trucker bike I bought and how I’ve equipped it; product reviews and general ramblings.

Along the way, I’ve rediscovered how much fun journalism can be, even if you’re burning Checking the angle of the kneeelectrons instead of killing trees.

You might read about my 40th wedding anniversary or the message – Never Forget – that shows up from a friend every May 4. Or it could be an account of how I lost my riding partner to a crash.

The blog is supposed to be about cycling, but, as you can see, it’s all over the place. In fact, even tech articles about bike racks can morph into a story about how my dad had me crawling under railroad cars at age 10 and a link to the classic Duck and Cover Cold War video.

Biker approaching the south side of Royal Palm Bridge

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4 Replies to “About”

  1. Thanks, Peter. I wandered over there. I like the old pictures you have on the home page.

    As a fellow phred, I’ve been reading Jim Foreman stories for years.

    I haven’t done much riding in the Port St. Lucie area. I did a Coca Beach to Ft. Pierce run five or six years ago and I rode along 707 (Indian River Drive) from Jensen Beach to Ft. Pierce about as long ago.

    Both rides were very enjoyable.

    Keep coming back. I retired at the end of August, so I hope to keep things a little more current.

  2. I don’t do many group rides. I might sign up for one to get the route sheets for future rides, but I normally ride to be self sufficent and don’t need handholding.

    Since I ‘m a slow rider, I’m usually out there by myself anyway.

    My kid and I did an organized ride near New Smyrna Beach that was pretty nice.

    The only bad experience I had on Indian River Drive was at the south end. I had to bail off the road for a guy in a pickup truck. He MIGHT have missed me, but I didn’t feel like taking the chance.

    Other than the smell blowing in off the low tide and a killer headwind, it was an excellent ride. Sort of rolling hills with good shade and lots of Old Florida houses.

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