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Portland’s Rapha has opened a pop-up shop in NYC at 352 Bowery for a few months.

I managed to squeeze in a visit during an action-packed one-week trip to the Big Apple. Though it’s definitely dude-centric, there was a (very) small selection of ladies cycling-wear to check out and lots of cycling eye candy. Rapha aims to build a community while they’re in NYC, and even though daily live screenings of the Tour de France are over, there are rides, movie nights and a cafe to help foster the Rapha love.

Small, but excellent women’s cycling-wear collection

Portland transplants can get their caffeine fix at Rapha’s coffee bar that serves up Stumptown coffee.

Uber-cool indoor bike parking

All Tour de France, all the time

Menswear - nice jerseys!

Vintage Tour de France van used for picking up stragglers

Love it.

This is totally silly but I love it!

Hi everybody, been offline with work and etc.! Catching up, so I’ll be posting some bits I’ve picked up along the way these past months. Starting with Tour de France 2009! I was lucky to be in Paris on the last day of the race. We were staying in St. Germain, only a few minutes away from the Quai Malaquais, where the race was to pass before crossing the Seine to the Champs-Elysees. We waited until the live reporting showed the race entering Paris, then left the apartment. At first, we were walking calmly, but then I got nervous that we miscalculated (like that dream where you dream that you missed Christmas) and started rushing like an idiot. At the quai, the crowd was not as big as I had expected — the real mob goes over to the Champs-Elysees to watch the very end — so we easily got a spot where we could see. It was a fun, spooky kind of quiet. There was no traffic, since the streets were blocked (joy!), and people were just waiting and watching quietly. The only sound was the live news helicopter droning overhead. I was told that they pass so quickly that if you blink you might miss it, so I readied my camera with my finger on the button, afraid of missing snaps for Candy Cranks readers. Finally, a few police cars passed, marking the arrival of the race. Deep breath! Then a few promotional cars zipped by, followed by cars full of reporters, motorbikes, etc. Then suddenly, the riders popped out from around the bend, in a silent, serpentine line. The crowd erupted in cheers. I snapped away, not knowing if I was getting anything. After a few seconds, they were gone! No matter what you think of the conduct of the Tour de France, it was a thrill to see the race in person and see the riders so close to their goal, after such a grueling feat. After chatting with a few other spectators, we had a lovely walk in the surrounding streets, which were closed for most of the day, making for a rare and wonderful car-free zone.

There they are! Winner Alberto Contador leading in yellow. I think Lance Armstrong is fourth or fifth here.

www.AllOrNothingproductions.com present ‘London to Paris’, directed by Grace Ladoja, documents 10 riders from all over the world making the track bike journey from London to Paris to meet Lance Armstrong as the Tour De France 2009 comes to a close. Made in association with Nike Sportswear’s CTRS project, the film’s NYC premiere is set for late October 2009… www.stages09.com

D.O.P. David Procter.

People can send in their messages of hope via text message or a website, then using a ‘chalkbot’, selected messages are written on the streets of France about 8 hours before the Tour De France cyclists ride over them. Incredible technology.

One of my fave Aussie industrial designers Marc Newson customised this bike for Lance Armstrong to ride during the Tour De France launch on the 4th July.

“Featuring subtle flat black paint offset by glossy contrast details including Newson’s “Stroboscopic” rear wheel design that appears to pulse as it spins, the bike brings a new level of design sophistication to the most legendary cycling event in the world while simultaneously flying the flag of cancer awareness in Livestrong yellow.”

I want to see the wheel ‘pulse’! More here.