Real name: not on the internet, sorry!

Where do you live? belfast, northern ireland (at the moment - from scotland though)

Explanation of your handle: this a long and unenlightening story involving the theme tune to m*a*s*h and quite a lot of wine and a conversation about isomers.

Explanation of your avatar: i should get one of those, right?

Age (general or specific): 33

Occupation: archaeologist and businesswoman (at once. really!)

Favorite bike: i come over a bit funny looking at koga miyata trekking bikes. i also covet my wee brother's specialized tricross sport.

What's in your stable? cannondale touring classic 2007 and my trusty old edinburgh bikes coast hybrid. for now...

Fastest speed on a road bike? where? when? 39 mph down a very long, very steep hill on the sunshine coast in BC on the cannondale this spring. i had a lot of weight in my panniers helping me along. terrifying, but fun!

A(nother?) picture of yourself or your ride?

the old workhorse (my "very cheap bike" - thanks, mr elliot bay bikes in seattle for your assessment! but you fixed her up, so i forgive you) on a beach in oregon in 2007 (the beach was a bad plan. i squeaked when i pedaled for the next two days):



my shiny new baby on the way home for christmas '07 (galloway forest park):



What is the biggest lie you've ever told: i need to know what scale we're using here. richter?

Most memorable moment on my bike: crossing the four mile long bridge between washingon state and oregon at astoria in the rush hour, with a side-wind. almost at the top of the high part, about 3.5 miles across, really wishing i had packed less gear for this touring lark, trying to squeeze as far to the right as possible. hit the concrete side of the bridge with my right front pannier, bike threw itself down into traffic, i sprang gazelle-like onto the six inch wide shelf at the side of the road. lots of honking. somehow managed to get bike upright, front pannier rehooked and myself back on bike in about 15 seconds and resume (shaky) progress the rest of the way without causing a massive traffic jam. (there's no footpath or i would have walked the bike over! next time i will wait till 2am or something and cross at my leisure...). that or the time in belfast that 7 year olds threw broken bottles at my head. and hit me. ow.

Most fun ever had on a bike? my first real tour last year, seattle to san francisco (solo & camping). loved (almost) every minute with the possible exception of the bridge thing above. and the up-down-up-down-up AGAIN with a permanent headwind part in north california. highway 1, you may be beautiful, but you are EVIL.