Brighton Bicycle Club Cincinnati

So as promised, I poked around a little bit more at some of the State and Federally funded repositories here in Cincinnati and found some more interesting bits on the Brighton Bicycle Club. This was a group of guys in 1885 who rode bikes and drank beer and wore a lot of wool. Today, they would look right at home at the local “tweed ride.” I find this club interesting for several reasons. One being that I lived for a number of years in Brighton and was curious about this group from more than a hundred years ago. Another being that this group was a fringe group to the “Cincinnati Cycle Club” and they seemed to have some similarities to good ‘ole Team Hungry; They raced (or scorched as they called it), they went on long rides, they were not opposed to having a good time and well, when they wanted to go on a ride they all met up here:

For anyone who has been on a Midnight Madness ride you will immediately recognize Garfield Place. It was reported that on any given night that cyclists could be found riding fast up and down “Race Street.” I wonder where that name came from? Oh, there was also a Cincinnati Club in 1897 called “The Comet Wheelmen,” but I cannot find any more information on them.
Anyway, in my last post I shared the snippet from Outing magazine and have since taken some terrible I-phone photos of one of the club rides out of Cincinnati.
So here’s the crew taking a breather. They’re wearing the new team kit for 1885. Anyway, they got to drinking a little Moerlein and there’s the facebook evidence to prove it:
These chaps had some fun – I only was able to sneak a couple of photos under the watchful eye of the old lady who is the Matron of the Cincinnati Historical Society Library, but there were a ton of their bike party pictures.
These fellows had fun and drank beer, but they also raced.
Here’s a view of a race from the 1880’s in Ludlow Ky. I apologize again for the crappy picture, but the Matron got suspicious and started to turn around. Damn Iphone “shutter sound” function. That’s Fritz in the front. Here’s the start of a scorcher in 1886 outside of downtown Cincinnati:
The Brighton Bicycle Club was listed from 1884 to 1888, after which I lose their trail. So for about four years this club raced and had fun on their bikes. Their clubhouse was on Freeman Ave just down from the Canal in Brighton. Their members were all living in the area bounded by Blood Run Alley, the slaughterhouses, several breweries (Bellevue was one), and Spring Grove , which at that time was lined with Elm trees and was a favorite race track. In my little bit of research I’ve just encountered a trip report that a cyclist wrote about his trek from Cincinnati to Lexington in 1887 which I haven’t digested yet. It’s kind of interesting to think that the roads we ride on have had riders and racers scorching along them for more than 150 years. Something to ponder on your next excursion.

Interesting Trip Report from our predecessors

For any of you who are interested, I came acroos this nice trip report for the Brighton Bicycle Club in the archives for “Outing” from 1885. For those of you who don’t know, Brighton is a small neighborhood at the corner of Central Ave and Harrison Ave in Cincinnati. It used to be home to a large German population. There were a number of breweries here also. Bikes and Beer have been pals for a long time. Here is the excerpt:
I believe “Outing” may have been an early name for “OUT” magazine, but in the 1880’s these brawny lads rode bicycles and lunched rather than sitting around in their underwear or figure skating. There is a book of their photos at the Historical Society that I’m going to go take a look at. Might find Glenn in there somewhere. Hell, I might even be in there. I’ll post up when I get a chance to scan it.
Here is a picture of a nice affordable bicycle from a few pages later in the journal:
On long trips you could use this bicycle to provide you with valuable shelter:

Let’s be sure to present a handsome appearance this season dear chaps.

some base miles

It’s a tradition for the weeks following the New Year: some base miles West on 8 in Northern Kentucky along the river. We all know each of the landmarks and hills. The real rides start when we head East, but for now, it’s nice to get our legs spinning after weeks of snow and catch up with the Hungry fellows.


Cincinnati is showing some initiative in creating a more bike friendly city. On my ride to the bike shop this Friday I was pleasantly surprised by one of these:

More information available at

Thank you Cincinnati!

pee pee

Local Police love Team Hungry.

On the ride last night, Scott had to pee pretty bad so we pulled over while he took care of his business. Seconds after he had “it” pulled out, a cop came from behind. He stopped his car, rolled down his window, and said “I’d write you a ticket for indecent exposure, but you are already in decent exposure.”

Use that joke in you next stand-up routine and make sure that you’re in your Hungry kit next time you’re in court.


Phil Wood Anniversary Track Hubset.

Only one hundred of them are being made, and according to the Phil Wood site there are only about 10 left to pre-order. Notice that the gold is not anodized – they are gold plated.

Screw getting a grill. If I needed some new track wheels, I’d be all over these. If you want to be the hottest thing on Major Taylor this summer, go for it now.

six two let’s go

3v3 (and some 4v4), two days. Finally found a site worth a damn, that which is made of a flat, non pock-marked and paved surface, and has WALLS. Tie that to the most pristine day of pre-spring weather and we are in business. The only thing we needed to have happen is for folks to turn up. In that, we had about ten players, some of which I had never even seen play. If only we could get all of those who have come out intermittently to appear all at once…

Here we are playing within wafting distance of Montgomery Inn’s gaudy post-Soviet structure to the east and the Carl Lindner Tennis complex also hidden behind a concrete wall. It is approximately a circle although I think it is slightly longer than it is wide. With some dilligence, lots of plywood, and the cooperation of the skate rental shed management, we could separate this into one prime court or two tournament style courts. This court has the potential to be just as rewarding and beneficial for play as Dayton’s Walnut Hills court pictured below.

I have already started motions towards reserving this every Saturday so we don’t have to claim it from the children who run around and do donuts in their power assisted wheelchairs (Michael and I saw a brave girl do this for a solid 10 minutes). As always, we will have the goals and mallets available at 5:15 ish and start promptly at 5:30.

On Sunday, Michael and I took our momentum and hangovers to Daytron for some fast paced smashing and it did not disappoint as is shown by Todd’s bloodied mallet. As per usual, big Lee made us look like fools and everyone else exhibited some solid Dayton pride. Good, relatively clean playing from all. Southern Ohio represent!

m and m

Mark Mallory loves Team Hungry. His tie matches our jerseys rather nicely. You can’t tell, but the pin on his jacket is the Mouth.