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#TBT - Deconstructing the Liquadora

#TBT - Deconstructing the Liquadora

Being totally clueless about bike maintenance is turning out to be advantageous. The first reason is that it there is no redundancy, its all new, its all exciting, its all learning. The second, more important, reason is that the highly skilled handy-persons are constantly working on bikes, leaving only me free to work on other projects, i.e. the bicimaquinas.

Behind the scenes

Behind the scenes

There is a lot that goes on behind the scenes to create Bicimakina. I spend most of my time in front of a computer, or writing things on whiteboards. Good thing I really enjoy both. 

My absolute favorite, however, is filming. I LOVE TALKING TO PEOPLE. Especially weird people. Especially about their bizarre...

#TBT - Like Kids in a Candy Shop

The liquidora, or blender, was what brought me here in the first place. I was flipping through Maya Pedal's website, growing increasingly excited and then I saw the bicycle-blender and practically cried. So you can imagine the pure joy I experienced sitting in the warm sunlit shop blending local naranjas, bananas, and piña into smoothies for all to enjoy. As I was pedaling I could barely contain my happiness, a huge grin appeared on my face and I thought to myself... 

#TBT- A Team of Enthusiasts

My first day so far has been great, despite a night full of full of dying roosters, being strangled noisly by their own exasperation. Far from a bucollic wake-up call, they sound emit is more like a hoarse scream, and at all hours of the night. I´m not a fan.

The Flanger

The Flanger

I was originally asked to make the Flanger by the organizers of an event called Corvallis Open Streets, where a mile long section of city street was turned into a human-power festival. It is not something I would have come up with myself; the organizers of the event had seen and heard of the San Francisco-based human-powered carnival, “Cyclecide”, which has a lot of similar carnival rides. Unfortunately... 

#TBT - So. Many. Bikes.

#TBT - So. Many. Bikes.

After a some logistical mishaps, that included (literally) throwing money at swanky hotel receptionists, I finally made it out of Guatemala City with my awesome and amiable driver Jose Luis. Jose Luis was one of those guys that makes everything seem okay, if someone had to tell me that my left lung needed to be removed I would want it to be Jose Luis. He was...

Mobile Bike-Sauna

Mobile Bike-Sauna

The story of my bicycle trailer sauna starts in Ann Arbor, MI, about 10 years ago. I was introduced to the wonders of the sauna on the banks of the mighty Huron River, running back and forth between a rustic shack and a makeshift hole my friends cut through the ice over the river. Over the course of that winter, the smells of cedar, the hiss of steam off of the glowing stove, and the many nights of friends laughing and singing together solidified into one of those memories that sit in the back of my skull, reminding me of what’s good in life.

This is Bicimakina

This is Bicimakina

Um, bici what?  

bee + see + MA + key + nah

It's Spanish, and it literally means "bike machine." Okay, actually, bicimaquina(spelled with a QU) literally means bike machine, bicimakina means... nothing.  But when I came up with the idea for Bicimakina I knew no anglophone would get the whole QU-as-K-sound bit. Heck, hardly any non-Spanish speaker can even repeat it back to me after I've said it. So why? Why, why, why would I ever choose a name that so many people can't say? 

It's an homage to this project's roots in Central America. 

Also, I could get it as a dotcom.