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"You like us you really like us!"  Well, we already knew it, but luxury travel magazine Global Traveler recently announced the winners of the 2011 GT Tested Reader Survey awards and Oregon was named the “Best Domestic Tourism Destination."

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Nice job being so cool Oregon!

To give you a taste of our state Uncage the Soul Productions recently released a spectacular video titled "Finding Oregon," which showcases the natural beauty of Oregon. The video is a compilation of 6 months of timelapse photography across the state. Read more here.

Finding Oregon from Uncage the Soul Productions on Vimeo.

One of the things we love about being the go to for bike tours in and around Portland is being asked all kinds of questions about not only biking but restaurants, bars, hotels, places to go and things to do while here in Oregon.

Today while reserving a road bike for a group from Florida I was asked where would be a good place to set up "camp" (a reasonably priced B&B) for a week where you could go out in a different direction and ride a variety of terrain.

As a  dyed in the wool proud Oregonian,  naturally I wanted to send these guys to the most beautiful town with the best lodging, restaurants, roads, views and riding possible.  Under pressure, here are the places I told him.  What do you think of my choices and what others would you suggest?  If you nominate YOUR home town, make sure to tell me why based on the criteria above!

McMinnville

Sandy

Molalla

Forest Grove

Hood River

Albany

Gathered For The Ride

Woo hoo!  Last Saturday approximately 15 pinball/bike riding fans rolled out of the shop and hit the streets to go in search of some fun.  Led by our staff pinball wizard Miles, we hit the road en-masse on our way to four stops around the city.

Outside Red Flag

We left the shop and headed east, through the quiet streets and mansions of Irvington, our longest ride of the tour.  On the edge of the Laurelhurst neighborhood we found our first stop, Red Flag.  The fact that's it's a relatively new bar with four pinball machines goes to show how popular pinball still is.

Keeping right on schedule we hopped back on our steel steeds and shot the short distance to our next stop, The Standard.  Another newish bar, The Standard is tucked cozily away off the main drag of Burnside.  Once you pass through the patio into the bar you're greeted by five gleaming machines of pinball beautaceausness!

Working It

After several quarters worth of 'balling we tackled the deepening gloom with one thought in our heads, donuts!  Past the former headquarters of Jantzen swimwear we pedaled at top speed to reach the second incarnation of that purveyor of deep fried delights, Voodoo II.  The line was so long we had to take turns standing in line and playing games.  A few pinheads even decided to try their skills at the bubble hockey table.  Lucky, lucky Laura (she of the "Bile" t-shirt) actually got the VERY LAST Bacon Maple Bar!  Now that's some good ju-ju!

mmm, Bile

Stomachs fortified by dough and heads buzzing from sugar we rode through the Lloyd district back to our own dear neighborhood and into our last stop Billy Ray's Neighborhood Dive.  When was the last time you visited a bar set in an old house with the entire second floor devoted to pinball?  That's right, we moved in, took over and 'balled until we were spent.  (Bonus, the Blazers beat the Mavericks on the tv behind us).

In time, some pinners moved reluctantly on to other pursuits while others were still pounding the flippers way into the wee hours.

Great tour everyone thanks for coming!

See more photos here.

You Must Concentrate, Grasshopper

Check out this great photo of baby Kyle from Dallas Texas in his super sporty Pedal Bike Tours Onesie.

Kyle's grandparents Sue and Larry from Iowa went on our Historic Downtown tour and just couldn't leave the shop without a few of our American Apparel t-shirts including this onesie.  We'll be looking for you on a future tour Kyle!

Speaking of babies, while vacationing in Portland from Ship Rock, NM Frannie and her mom and dad, Stewart and Blair rented two bikes and a trailer for a week and took two of our tours!  All the while she rode along behind dad and uttered hardly a peep! 

Here's a note we received from Myriam who took our Wine Country tour.  As you can see, even the French love Oregon!

Here are a few pictures I took on July 24 when I was biking with Pedal Bike! I keep a very good memory of this tour among the vineyards.

The French people to whom I showed the pictures here were impressed at seeing such nice and orderly vineyards. But I would add that not only the landscape was nice in Oregon but the people very friendly.

Myriam from France

The Pedal Bike Tour T-shirts are here!

The First Batch Of Pedal Tees at Amnesia Brewery During Cirque du Cycling

Wow, had a great day riding on the Banks-Vernonia State Trail on Friday.  It's a project of the Rails to Trails Conservancy, a truly awesome non-profit organization dedicated to turning our nation's unused railroad tracks to non-motorized multi-use paths.  The Banks-Vernonia trail is only 30 miles outside of Portland and over its 21 miles goes from the farmland of the valley to the thick undergrowth of the coastal mountains.  The highlight is definitely the 600' long Buxton trestle, 80 feet above the valley floor.  It's sheer joy to roll across this bridge, marveling at the wide open views of the thick forest all around and the grassy valley beneath.

We stayed the night in a cute little one room cabin in Stub Stewart State Park which the trail runs right through.  This placed us perfectly for hitting the trail first thing the next morning (after driving to the nearest town for a serious logger's breakfast of course!)

One thing I didn't realize was that the trail runs almost exclusively downhill in one direction.  We hardly pedaled all one direction.  Thankfully, it was a gentle grade, which is exactly why railroads make great bike trails. 

There was a great article in the New York Times today on what a great city Portland is to bike in: Portland, Portland Style: Touring by Bicycle. In it, the author gives us the thumbs up for being so bikeable even in the winter!  Of course, those of us who live here know what a joy it can be to ride around when it's chilly outside but you're all warm and cozy inside, but it's great to know other people appreciate us too!

Pedal Bike Tours is proud to be teaming up with Bikes to Rwanda to do a Cafe Bike Tour at the 2009 US Barista Championship March 3-8.  Baristas from around the US will be competing to see who's the best coffee slinger in the US of A.  On Thurs. March 5th and Fri. March 6th.  we'll be riding to several of Portland's best cafe's to sample their wares before the big parties happening afterwards.  Bikes to Rwanda works to get cargo bikes to coffee farmers in Rwanda, allowing small family farms to get their precious beans to market before they spoil.  Come on down and check it out!

I rode into downtown today in the early morning fog. It was pretty cold, with the wind I stirred up as I pedaled downhill trying to cut through my clothes. Good morning for a heavy coat, scarf and long johns. The fog hung in the air like gray silt, translucent yet giving the same city as yesterday a new dimension. Riding into the fog felt like riding into a wall of blankets, but which gave no resistance as I battered it. On my cheeks was that same chilly sting of cold air, so bracing and energizing in the winter. As I passed over the Broadway bridge the reflection of the grain merchants building in the river was just obscured enough to look like a phantom level under the water. The sky above was the slightest tint of blue in the slowly dawning light, presaging another brilliantly sunny day.

By the time I had come out of my appointment in a windowless room, the sun was up, the fog was gone. But I remembered my ride and cherished the fog all the more for its fragile nature.

Going by car wouldn't have been the same.