On Nov. 29 the Savannah Bicycle Campaign began operating as Bike Walk Savannah
Savannah Bicycle Campaign
Perspective and privilege
Our mistake is presuming that everyone has a choice, but that’s not the end of our failure to comprehend the realities many of our fellow Savannahians face every day.
Moonlight Garden Ride marks decade of fun in the dark
It’s not a race, therefore the group travels at a very casual pace despite the ride’s length
Ardsley in Motion: ‘Resident-driven’ research
The goal is to develop a guide for making the neighborhood safer for people of all ages and abilities
Welcome to a vibrant cycling culture
So, in a way, Savannah’s unique bicycle culture has grown in spite of neglect by local officials
Nightmare Scenario: What to do if you’re hit by a car while riding your bike
Although the crash was not my fault, everything I did in its wake was a mistake
How ‘windshield perspective’ skews local issues
To reach campus from the north, someone on a bicycle or on foot has to cross DeRenne Avenue, surely one of the most unpleasant experiences our civic realm has to offer.
Celebrating the blessings of bicycling
Over the years I’ve been bicycling for daily transportation, I’ve accumulated memories of moments I would have surely missed, or at least not experienced as vividly, had I been behind the wheel.
Tactical urbanism deploys to Starland
Residents and visitors were able to dine at street side tables, more confidently cross the street using temporary cross walks, and enjoy a cool glass of lemonade while relaxing in a ‘parklet,’ a small park created in a car parking space.
The Great Parking Debate continues
As I have written before, many of our most treasured places and traditions — including Forsyth Park and the St. Patrick’s Day celebration itself — would be dead on arrival if they were proposed today. Why? Not enough parking.
Getting the price right on parking
How will we know if adjustments are needed and in which direction? Is there a magic number of empty spaces that signals rates are optimal? Indeed, there is!
Reflections on a snowstorm: When tire tracks were outnumbered by footprints
My neighborhood was alive with children of all ages frolicking in the snow. The streets were full of people, not full of cars.
