07/13/16 10:00am
Technology has come a long way since this, though this is still a pretty baller rig. Via Flickr user macq.

Technology has come a long way since this, though this is still a pretty baller rig. Via Flickr user macq.

Ever have something that should be played at high volume, preferably in a residential area? Not that we here at Brokelyn would advocate disturbing the peace, but New York is (quite literally) a loud city, and why should automobiles have all the fun on the run when it comes to mobile sound? Radio Raheem bore the burden of the boombox, but you don’t have to!

Technology’s progressed even if society in many ways hasn’t (the racism and police brutality featured in the climax of Do the Right Thing rings truer than ever today), and your options for mobile sound compound when you bring your bicycle into the mix. The question remains: how exactly do you deck out your draisienne with dope audio? We’ll demonstrate four different ways, from shamelessly storebought to solidly soldered, depending upon whether you prefer taking it easy and taking your tunes with you indoors and out or prefer getting your hands dirty and riding around on a permanent party machine. (more…)

09/24/15 12:37pm

Sorta Outdoorsy Bike the Old Putnam Trail

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A perfectly paved, almost totally flat, car-less and seemingly endless bike path is hard to find. Well here’s one.

Riding along the former route of the Putnam Division of the New York Central Railroad, the city recedes from memory as you peddle into Westchester. And keep peddling. The ride takes five or six hours, if you’re cycling at a leisurely pace (and why wouldn’t you?). That means you can just ride and ride and ride.

Like hip-hop music, your journey begins in The Bronx. The last stop on the 1 train leaves you and your trusty bicycle near the leafy Van Cortlandt Park. And off you go!

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11/11/13 9:25am
Photo by Camille Lawhead

Yep, this is in New York City. Photo by Camille Lawhead

There’s nothing like finding a spot where, if you squint and hold your head at a really specific angle and ignore the wailing sirens, you’d swear you were deep in the wilderness—or at least in Jersey. Last month the Parks Department gave us back one of those rare sites when they reopened the Highland Park Ridgewood Reservoir after two year of reconstruction. The renovations included new stairs, fencing, repaved paths, and the addition of handicap accessible entrances.

Perched on a ridge on the border of Brooklyn and Queens, the reservoir was one of Brooklyn’s main water sources from the 1850s until it was decommissioned in 1990 and became a nature preserve. There’s a fence to keep you from bolting off the paved trail and skinny-dipping, but the reservoir has a pathway where you can get a closer look at actual non-pigeon birds. According to a spokesperson for the Parks Department, the pathway passes through an ecologically sensitive area and is only open during free tours. But there’s one coming up soon: if you want to make new friends and learn what those not-pigeons actually are, there’s a winter bird tour Saturday November 16 at 9am. And you can always ride or stroll along the bike path running around the reservoir. (more…)

07/14/11 12:55pm

Our roving bike tour correspondent has been giving you ideas for plotting your own splishy, splashy summer cycling safaris around the borough. But what if you’re the kind of person who wants to do one of those multi-day, vagabonding, zen-and-the-art-of-fixie-maintenance adventure-packed excursions? If you’re looking for some inside info on how, what and where to plan that super bike vision quest, there’s a sweet free Skillshare for you next week. Brooklyn Skillshare is hosting a workshop featuring two “seasoned veterans of vagabonding abroad by bike” talking about their past trips, why they like it, why you would like it, equipment you’ll need and what to expect. So there’s more to it than just packing tattered paperbacks and tubes of Benzedrine? Who knew? (more…)