Showing posts with label Athletics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Athletics. Show all posts
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Eye for an eye

Don't quote me on this, but King Hammerabi (sp?) was thought to only have had one arm and no right foot. Coincidence? - Bulsourse, Acredi. London. 1910.
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Monday, May 24, 2010
League of American Wheelmen
When I determined to found the League of American Wheelmen two years ago, I did so with the ideal in mind that every American should have not only a bicycle, but an education in the new art of bicycling and the benefits that accompany it: fitness, transportation and enjoyment. It has been my privilege to see this association grow out of nothing and it is a testament to man's ingenuity; how man receives but iron and rubber from the Earth and somehow, through his imagination, a wheel and tire come about - a masterful union indeed. It is my dream that the bright young Americans of today should be the greatest educated generation yet! Today, wheelmen, ride with the knowledge that you are now in control. Race forth with the vigor that brought forth the very wheels you now turn, that carry you. That is my challenge to you. Best of luck!
- Kirk Munroe addressing the League of American Wheelmen before the first American bicycle race, May 24, 1878, Boston, Massachusetts.
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Thursday, April 22, 2010
Some things can be done as well as others
Monday, April 5, 2010
The Great Blondin

Jean Francois Gravelot, or as he called himself, "The Great Blondin," arrived in Niagara in 1858 after fleeing his native France under mysterious circumstances. He soon became obsessed with the idea of crossing the Falls by way of tightrope. On June 30, 1859, after extensive training he finally accomplished his goal, walking across a 1,100 foot long and 3 inch in diameter manila rope stretched from Niagara, New York to Oakes Garden, Ontario. Using nothing to support himself but a 30 foot pole for balance, he walked across Niagara Falls in twenty minutes. He crossed it eight more times that summer, culminating on August 14, when he accomplished the act while simultaneously carrying his manager, Harry Colcord, on his back. Bravo!
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