http://www.strudel.org.uk/blog/stevens/ In 1884, the 29 year old Thomas Stevens set out from San Fransisco on the 'modern mechanical invention' of the Penny Farthing to circumnavigate the globe on his 'big wheel'. His book - "Around the World on a Bicycle" - was published in 1888 and his writings are presented here in blog form . Read more in the archive . en-gb Wed, 03 Jun 1885 19:00:00 +0200 Wed, 03 Jun 1885 19:00:00 +0200 http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss Marzipan (v0.6.2) http://www.strudel.org.uk/blog/stevens/000164.shtml Presburg. The bicycle clubs of Vienna have, at the Wanderers' headquarters, constructed an excellent race-track, three and one-third laps to the English mile, at an expense of 2,000 gulden, and this evening several of Austria's fliers are training upon it for the approaching races.

English and American wheelmen little understand the difficulties these Vienna cyclers have to contend with: all the city inside the Ringstrasse, and no less than fifty streets outside, are forbidden to the mounted cyclers, and they are required to ticket themselves with big, glaring letters, as also their lamps at night, so that, in case of violating any of these regulations, they can by their number be readily recognized by the police. Self-preservation compels the clubs to exercise every precaution against violating the police regulations, in order not to excite popular prejudice overwhelmingly against bicycles, and ere a new rider is permitted to venture outside their own grounds he is hauled up before a regularly organized committee, consisting of officers from each club in Vienna, and required to go through a regular examination in mounting, dismounting, and otherwise proving to their entire satisfaction his proficiency in managing and manoeuvring his wheel; besides which every cycler is provided with a pamphlet containing a list of the streets he may and may not frequent. In spite of all these harassing regulations, the Austrian capital has already two hundred riders.

The Viennese impress themselves upon me as being possessed of more than ordinary individuality. Yonder comes a man, walking languidly along, and carrying his hat in his hand, because it is warm, and just behind him comes a fellow-citizen muffled up in an overcoat because - because of Viennese individuality. The people seem to walk the streets with a swaying, happy-go-anyhow sort of gait, colliding with one another and jostling together on the sidewalk in the happiest manner imaginable. - taken from Astronomy Blog (www.strudel.org.uk/blog/astro/)]]> Wed, 03 Jun 1885 19:00:00 +0200 http://www.strudel.org.uk/blog/stevens/000164.shtml http://www.strudel.org.uk/blog/stevens/000163.shtml Neu Lengbach, I climb hills and wabble along, over rough, lumpy roads, toward Vienna, reaching the Austrian capital Sunday morning, and putting up at the Englischer Hof about noon. - taken from Astronomy Blog (www.strudel.org.uk/blog/astro/)]]> Sun, 31 May 1885 14:30:00 +0200 http://www.strudel.org.uk/blog/stevens/000163.shtml http://www.strudel.org.uk/blog/stevens/000162.shtml
On yonder height, overlooking the Danube on the one hand and the town of M;lk on the other, is the largest and most imposing edifice I have yet seen in Austria; it is a convent of the Benedictine monks; and though M;lk is a solid, substantially built town, of perhaps a thousand inhabitants, I should think there is more material in the immense convent building than in the whole town besides, and one naturally wonders whatever use the monks can possibly have for a building of such enormous dimensions.

Entering a barber's shop here for a shave, I find the barber of M;lk following the example of so many of his countrymen by snoozing the mid-day hours happily and unconsciously away. One could easily pocket and walk off with his stock-in-trade, for small is the danger of his awakening. Waking him up, he shuffles mechanically over to his razor and lathering apparatus, this latter being a soup-plate with a semicircular piece chipped out to fit, after a fashion, the contour of the customers' throats. Pressing this jagged edge of queen's-ware against your windpipe, the artist alternately rubs the water and a cake of soap therein contained about your face with his hands, the water meanwhile passing freely between the ill-fitting' soup-plate and your throat, and running down your breast; but don't complain; be reasonable: no reasonable-minded person could expect one soup-plate, however carefully chipped out, to fit the throats of the entire male population of M;lk, besides such travellers as happen along. - taken from Astronomy Blog (www.strudel.org.uk/blog/astro/)]]> Sat, 30 May 1885 19:00:00 +0200 http://www.strudel.org.uk/blog/stevens/000162.shtml http://www.strudel.org.uk/blog/stevens/000161.shtml taken from Astronomy Blog (www.strudel.org.uk/blog/astro/)]]> Sat, 30 May 1885 00:00:00 +0200 http://www.strudel.org.uk/blog/stevens/000161.shtml