Based in a former neon warehouse along the Atlanta BeltLine’s Westside Trail, Wyatt Roscoe and his four-person staff at Inner Space Ships have converted nearly 30 vans into efficient and stylish ways to explore the country and save on Airbnb bills.
Like all cyclists in Atlanta, Black folks who ride bicycles are accustomed to irate car horns and hurled expletives. But it’s also not uncommon for them to receive a surprisingly warm reception—an encouraging gratitude that even the United States’ first cycling world champion, a Black man named Marshall “Major” Taylor, was denied during the height of his career at the turn of the 20th century.
When you outgrow riding in your neighborhood and on the well-trodden BeltLine, metro Atlanta presents a wealth of places to explore (or just get lost) on two wheels.
Atlanta’s springtime weather, homebound remote workers, and bicycle shops made bicycling more attractive than ever before for newcomers and experienced cyclists alike. So local bike shops did their best to keep up.
Can you ever feel comfortable letting children bike solo around a city with countless hills and roaring cars, one that’s still recovering from generations of autocentric planning? Is that traditional rite-of-passage still safe? Absolutely.
From easy rides to heart-stopping climbs, metro Atlanta and beyond have plenty of places to get lost on two wheels.
Recently, e-bikes have been enjoying an explosion in popularity that defies demographic categorization. Fans of all ages are weekend joyriders, devout commuters, families consolidating to a single car, or avid cyclists recovering from injuries. Metro Atlanta’s ubiquitous hills, months of steamy temperatures, burgeoning tech community, and growing system of protected bike lanes and paved trails are all factors that have fueled the local market.
What’s the best way to get more people on bikes? Make it easier and safer to bike by building world-class bike lanes, off-road paths, and mountain-biking trails. Here’s what to expect in the coming year.
In 2007, at the age of 69, I decided one day I was going to ride from San Diego to St. Augustine, Florida. I thought it would be an adventure.