This image reminds me a little of the iconic Tiananmen Square image from the protests of 1989. The square stance, the comprehensive safety gear, and the almost-defiant “I will take the lane in front of this Toyota” attitude represents everything the Cycling Gentleman should be. Good work, Anonymous Sir!

Thanks Charlotte.

This guy is truly in the happy-bike-sunny-morning zone. It’s a good zone. Check the socks. Another one spotted and submitted by Charlotte.

You know, even with a chain guard, I think I’d roll those babies up. Spotted in New York City by bicyclesonly, who meticulously chronicles New York’s everyday cyclists in a Flickr photostream. Photo used with permission.

In my humble opinion, Andrew Bird is one of the greatest musicians alive today, as well as a right snappy dresser. In this video from Current TV, Mr. Bird discusses bicycle riding, songwriting, and his unique musical style, but I’ll thank you to notice his relaxed, yet smart-looking attire as well. My bumble-brained compruder skills can’t get the video to embed, so you must visit the link instead. Also see Andrew Bird’s site, if you like what you hear.

Another image provided by Charlotte of Chic Cyclist fame. Check out this guy’s bike, fully loaded with lights (looks like a dynamo system), racks, lock, and pump. He’s probably thinking about what else he could get on there.

FYI, I’ve decided to scrap the “Weekly Shot” feature, and just post these street shots whenever I happen to have one that’s good. I’ve got some particularly good ones coming up, submitted by readers. I’m looking for more, too, so send in snaps of spotted cyclists, or of yourself before or after your ride.

Kent’s Bike Blog blogged about Jerome K. Jerome’s 1900 book Three Men on Wheels a couple of months ago, and I just came across the beautiful cover while searching for an image of John K. Bangs’ The Bicyclers and Three Other Farces. I’ve not had a chance to read the whole thing yet, but this description of one gentleman’s cycling attire caught my eye in these weary dog days of summer:

George and I climbed in and sat waiting for Harris. He came a moment later. Myself, I thought he looked rather neat. He wore a white flannel knickerbocker suit, which he had had made especially for bicycling in hot weather; his hat may have been a trifle out of the common, but it did keep the sun off.

The horse gave one look at him, said “Gott in Himmel” as plainly as ever a horse spoke, and started off down Friedrick Strasse at a brisk walk, leaving Harris and the driver standing on the pavement.

The accompanying illustration doesn’t exactly communicate the strangeness of the get-up for today’s reader. One wonders what the horse might have said if he could see some of today’s cyclists.

Cover: Indiana University Lilly Library.

Illustration: Google Books.

Spotted in Boston. Check out that chain case; no need for trouser clips here!

I’ll try to have one of these images posted every week, even if/when I don’t manage to get other content posted.

Photo: Courtesy of Charlotte at Chic Cyclist.