Big dreams: the Beer Bike

When we came up with the idea of offering a beer bike as a Kickstarter reward, one man seemed perfect for the job: Tony Pereira, custom framebuilder, craft beer drinker, infrequent homebrewer and proud member of the Team Beer cycling posse. We considered it a bonus that Tony’s my husband: he was already all too familiar with Hop in the Saddle and had consumed plenty of beer in the name of book research.

In a moment of creative genius, the four of us decided to create the king of rewards: the Beer Bike. It will come to life when a bold, bike-and-beer-loving individual decides to take the plunge. See, Tony didn’t want to design this bike upfront. He wants to design it with the person who’s going to ride it. That’s how he rolls: he makes every Pereira Cycle for specific riders, taking into account not only the specs of their bodies, but how they live and how they ride.

When it comes to the Beer Bike, the owner might request a back rack designed to cradle multiple growlers of beer. Or maybe he/she will want a bottle opener mounted on both the down tube and the stem. If it were me, I might request a little green hop cone painted on the top tube (I know! Fabulous!).

So, until someone snatches up this one-of-a-kind bike, we’ll all just wait, imagining our own perfect versions of the Beer Bike. Who will make their vision a reality? We can’t wait to find out. Find out more about the Beer Bike here. Remember, our Kickstarter campaign only runs until September 20, at which time the Beer Bike will no longer be available.

Brew in a Bag

It all started with one concept: a book about bikes + beer. But it wasn’t long before a bounty of Hop in the Saddle-inspired ideas swirled under our helmets. One of my favorites? Our custom-designed Hop in the Saddle beer bag. In tandem with an ultimate Beer Bike, you could be sporting some serious style with this beer bag/pannier filled with a chilled 6-pack and 22-ouncer, U-lock, laptop, snackage and personal goods. The bag is made of oiled canvas. Have you seen the stuff? It’s natural, durable (couldn’t believe how my 2-year-old’s paw prints wiped right off) and delightful to carry. The top of the bag folds over, giving you the flexibility to use it as a tall tote, handbag or around-town pannier. I love the flexibility of this bag, which will be my go-to hauler for my daily doings.


The amazing woman who made this vision a reality is Portland’s own Rebecca Pearcy of Queen Bee Creations. I am inspired. It’s been a joy meeting in her buzzing hive-like studio where we witnessed her creativity in action. On top of the talent, she’s a delightful person. We couldn’t be more pleased with this partnership. People like Rebecca remind us why Portland is home.

Here are some pictures of the prototype. We’re still working out the nuts and bolts, but we’re almost there.

Behind the scenes inspiration at Queen Bee!

Order one today by supporting Hop in the Saddle on Kickstarter at the $250 level. In addition to the custom pannier, you’ll get a heap of goods, including 2 copies of Hop in the Saddle (check that gift off the list), a copy of Cycling Sojourner, a knit beer koozie (another favorite I’ll be blogging about soon) and a super sweet hand-crafted bottle opener. That’s some serious schwag (total value exceeds $250!).




I’m a Cheater: How I Became Seduced by Beer

Sorry, wine, I know you have always been the one I sought after…and the one I chose.

But it’s been a long hot summer, and beer is so cold and tingly. Mostly I’m talking IPAs that backhand slap you with bitter hops flavors then tickle you with floral herbaciousness. Then there are those delicate seasonal saisons I keep sipping at backyard barbecues.

Just try to spend a summer writing and editing about the incredibly vibrant craft beer scene in Portland and not be seduced by pint after pint of cool brew. For me, Lucy Burningham’s vivid beer writing was like Danielle Steele novels must have been for so many lonely women. It’s no surprise that at the end of the work day, her (Lucy’s not Danielle’s) words sent me barging through my front door, tripping over the dog, to get to whatever beer was waiting in my fridge.

My role in Hop in the Saddle was to be the straight up bicycle expert. But something happened along the way. I fell in love. Disgustingly. Like icky teenager-style infatuation mixed with deep-dip-kiss, become-my-life 20-something swooning. It’s so bad. I mean good. Pour me another.