Solo Tweed Ride, 2020

After attending different tweed rides in Sweden, Norway, Finland, United Kingdom, Denmark and Iceland. I thought it would be interesting to attend a tweed event in a new country. In my research I found that many towns in Germany have their own tweed rides. For example Stuttgart, Hildesheim and Oldenburg just to name a few. Attending a tweed ride in Germany would be a fun and new experience for me. Besides, it is not far from Sweden either so travelling there would be easy.

While browsing the internet one day, I found an page on Facebook. Tweed Ride Berlin in Germany, a tweed event with focus on clothes in a 1900 to 1950´s style, with a vintage picnic at the end. The date of the event was set to Sunday the 26th of April. To me that sounded really interesting!

It is possible to check in with the bicycle on a plane and fly to Berlin for a weekend. The thought of riding my bicycle on the streets of Berlin, along with other tweed riders and have a picnic in a park sounded really great. I signed up to join the Berlin Tweed Ride event right there on the spot. Berlin here we come!


The bags are packed, it is time to hit the road.

Then that nasty virus struck the world. Pandemic, many countries locking down and applying quarantines on cities with restrictions on gatherings of people. With the virus, everyday life took a turn for the worst for many, peoples life changed in all possible ways. In times like these, a bicycle tweed event is of insignificant importance. Health and well-being is more important.

The organizers of Tweed Ride Berlin understandably cancelled the event due to the current situation and regulations. For many of us tweed riders, a tweed event is something that we all are looking forward to. It is something to plan outfits for, servicing the old bicycles so they will work without breaking down. When the day of the tweed event arrives, we pack our picnic baskets and meet other tweedians for a great day with lots of fun. But I am sure, that we all understand and respects that events are being cancelled, as the Berlin event was.


Vintage bicycle and tweed

But some days after the organizers of Berlin Tweed Ride had cancelled their event, there was a new post on their page with an interesting message:
” Let’s do a ride together! Individually! On Sunday 26 April 2020 would have been our popular Berlin Tweed Ride. Due to Corona it can’t take place in it’s classic form. Our idea is to ride anyway! Solo or with one partner. Let’s share the experience and post your pictures marded with the hashtag #SoloTweedRide”.

Now that is truly a wonderful idea! Making sure that there is a tweed event, while adjusting to current situation. Still having an event, but remake it an individual event. So all could still make the ride, but on their own terms, simply post an photo or two later on social media to show that we still dressed up and had a great day. Not together in real life, but as a community. For me it meant that I did not have to travel to Berlin, but could make the day from home. A fun and safe event.

I lift my hat for the Berlin Tweed Ride organizers for this initiative.


An fairly new Skeppshult bicycle along a rather old Crescent.


A beautiful spring morning along the roads of Forrest cemetery in south of Stockholm


Picnic, traditional sandwiches, tea and beer.


Two riders

We were two riders from Enskede in Stockholm that attended the event, the condition of the #solotweedride was one or two riders. Far from Berlin, riding our bicycles and having a vintage picnic, at the same time as other did the same in Germany, and other parts of the world did the same. I did some traditional sandwiches for my self, they were tasty. But not as good as an currywurst in Berlin. Next time perhaps?

An virtual retro-event that everyone can attend at their own terms. I must say that it was a wonderful idea, simple and fun. Let us do this again!

Stay safe and take care.

Lady blue

I just realized that I have never presented the bicycle I call Lady blue. Perhaps now is a good time as any.

Some years ago I was asked about an old bicycle, it was standing unused in a basement for many years. The owners said that they wound never ride a bicycle again, so it was time to pass it on. Since they knew that I was looking for a vintage bicycle, they thought that it best to ask me. I was told that the bicycle was given to the present owners from a friend of theirs. The original owner, a elderly lady from south of Sweden, had received the bicycle as a birthday gift when she was 8 years old back in mid 1930’s.


Hella, made in Kalmar in about 1935 as I got it

It was a nice story behind the bicycle, I headed home and started to think how I would restore it in the best way. Restore it to how it once looked, adding accessories from the period. The bicycle it self had a headbadge with the name “Hella” and the text “made in Kalmar” written on it. The rear wheel Torpedo hub was stamped with 31, so it was made around those years. That was completely in line with the story about the young girl receiving the bicycle as a present around 1935.

Since it was my first vintage bicycle restoring after I had sold my old grey Panther, I felt like doing a good job, or at least as good as I could. All with the knowledge, tools and parts I had in my possession to renovate and restore the bicycle. The first thing I did was to completely disassembly the entire bicycle in to small parts. All bearings, screws, and parts were inspected and cleaned. Some parts were in very good condition, but others like the handlebars and wooden grips were in a really bad shape and needed replacement.


New tires and tubes to be mounted on the newly cleaned rims


The frame is clean from parts, I have just mounted brackets and wheels to see how it looks

It was during the cleaning I found the serial number on the frame. Of the number I learned that the frame was made in the town of Gävle, far from Kalmar.

Back then Gefle Velocipedfabrik manufactured bicycle frames and sold them to local bicycle shops that created their own style of bicycles from parts and named them after their own shop. There are may examples of that practice around Sweden in from the start up to about the 1950’s. There are numerous small branded bicycles, many are built with parts from one of the few large bicycle parts manufactures at the time. But they have all sorts of brands, often the name comes from the shop owners own name, a Greek god, perhaps a town and so on.


Torpedo stamped with 31, the hub is made in 1931.

I found new old handlebars on an auction site, there I found an old bicycle bell, chain guard and other parts that I needed. After cleaning all parts, polishing the chrome, the fun of mounting everything together started. This time I took my time to get the bicycle done. I did not want to rush the process, it was my therapy and I wanted to show the old lady the result.

During the restoration I tried to keep the parts I got as replacements in a 1930s range. The vintage crochet skirt guard, 30’s style Swedish made ASEA headlight and dynamo. The saddle turned out to be a bit difficult, vintage 1930’s cushioned saddles are rare to find after all usage during the years. Instead I used an old vintage Brooks saddle as a substitute.

One day it was finished, and it looked really great. In fact I used it as a prop when doing a photo shoot.


1930’s ASEA bicycle lamp…


… withan ASEA brass dynamo.

A few years later, I took a look at my first rebuilding project. I quickly realized that I never completed the job, the wheels were missing spokes, the saddle were still the worn Brooks and the tires were a bit to wide to fit the mudguards. It was at that moment after learning new information about old bicycles that the bicycle was remade in the early 1950’s.

Since the bicycle was made in mid 1930’s it was supposed to be painted with a special kind of finish and pin striping. As it looks now it is clearly an late 1940’s, early 1950’s style. The chain wheel is changed, the reflector and other parts where changed. Back then it was common to take your old bicycle to your local bicycle shop, turn it in for a complete overhaul. The shop would change the bad parts, repaint and refurbish the entire bicycle. It was cheaper, you got a new bicycle for less money of the price for a brand new one. Back then bicycles were expensive and when you had a bicycle it was supposed to be taken care of, and used for a long time. It was an investment.


The chain guard and chromed crank. Clearly changed at some time during the years


Brook saddle and some vintage tools and a repair kit


It turned out really great, I only need a better saddle

It is not original 1931, but it looks really great. The circle became complete when I sent a photo of the bicycle to the owners I got the bicycle from, they showed the photo of the bicycle to the old lady. She was very happy to see that her old bicycle still were going and having a new life. Sadly the old lady passed away some months after that. But I did manage to fix her old bicycle so she could see it, it felt great.

If I fix the small issues, Lady blue has many years left of riding along the roads on sunny summer days. Or why not attend a tweed event?


Lady blue

Bike in Tweed Stockholm, 2019

Saturday the 21´st of September, it was time for a new tweed event to participate in. Early in the morning, I packed the old bicycle bags with my lunch package. Sandwiches with cheese, boiled potatoes, pickled herrings and tomatoes. A simple version of the classic SOS “smör, ost och sill” (butter, cheese and herring, it is an small smörgåsbord for one person). I also packed some bottles of beer, water, gin, tonic, a small bottle of Jaloviina and a bottle of Champis (a carbonated soda that has been available in shops since 1918, that goes well with Jaloviina). After all it is important to stay hydrated.


All packed and ready to join Bike in Tweed 2019

The weather was perfect, the sun was shining, it was not to hot or cold. A crisp autumn morning, fresh air and blue skies. I started my journey towards the city and Evert Taubes terrass in the centre of Stockholm, the start location for the event. That has been the same start location as the last two years, a great place with a nice view of the city. While I was peddling along the empty streets, the only sounds that could be heard, was the old Nordstjärnans tires running along the tarmac and the fluttering of the small pennant, an vintage Swedish flag pennant that I had tied to the handlebars as they did back then. It was really a lovely morning ride.

When getting closer to the start, I noticed several other tweed riders heading the same way. A tip of the hat, a wave and a smile – good morning, what a lovely weather today!

At the start, the organizers had already started welcoming the riders. This year the start area was really well planned. Upon arrival we were guided via an red and white tape to the registration desk. There checklists where checked, starting number were handed out along with food tickets for those who had signed up and paid for the the after-ride dinner.  Later on I learned that there was cookies and crisps handed out to the participants along the registrations line. Sadly I did not get any, I must have arrived in a gap.


Standing in line for registration


Interview, some story behind the bicycle and cloths.


Lovely weather, a great autumn day

After registration, we followed the tape to be interviewed about our bicycles and our selection of clothes. All judged in front of the jury. That was a new and fun segment, I mentioned that my bicycle was made in Stockholm and the pennant was the Swedish flag and had the text Stockholm and an image of the city hall printed on it. I got praise for the way I had mounted the pennant, correctly mounted with an wire going from the bicycle bell on the handlebar down to the nut on the front wheel, as it should be.

After the interview we followed the tape to the photo session. It is tradition at Bike in Tweed to have a photo taken of you and your bicycle. This year they used two photographers, it was a fast and well organized process. There are so many other great looking people with wonderful bicycles, a quick pose with your bicycle and follow the instructions from the photographer, “click”. It is an great memory to keep.


More tweedians arrived and parked at the square after being photographed

After the photo session we were guided along the tape to the main square where we could park our bicycles and begin to mingle and talk with new and old familiar faces. It was nice to meet all tweedians again, it was a year since the last time we met.

Walking around in the sunshine watching all those vintage, new, rat-rods, beaters, everyday riders, penny farthings and regular bicycles of all kinds. Not forgetting all beautiful dresses, handsome suits, vintage military uniforms and everyone that had dressed up. All those hats, beards and accessories really made it a great gathering of tweedians on a beautiful day.


1930´s style nurse with a lovely smile

It was time to start the ride. The route was heading north towards the busy Tegelbacken and then passing the city hall, I guess my bicycle and pennant was feeling at home at that moment. We rode along the seafront of Norr Mälarstrand heading to the picnic at Rålambshov park. This year it was decided to have a shorter route, also have the picnic 30 minutes after the start.


Gathering for the start…


…and away we go


Crossing the bridge from Riddarholmen to Tegelbacken


Heading down to Norr Mälarstrand on our way to Rålambshov

The ride was in a nice tempo and everything went just fine until we arrived at Rålambshov and the amphitheatre, were we used to have our picnic. The entire place was occupied by an athlete event! They had blocked the stairs where we use to sit so the runners could run up and down. Large stations where people was standing and shouting pep talks to the runners.

It was some sort of endurance competition for runners, modern music was blasting out all over the park. Our organizer talked to the people in charge, after all we had permit from the police to be there. I do not know what happened, but they stopped the music. It all was confused and improvised. Our traditional group photo was taken against an small slope of grass. After that we were supposed to have a picnic, somewhere.


Time for the group photo where the athletes event had blocked the stairs in the background


But there was a group photo taken finally, sadly I have no copy of it yet

The resourceful Lucie took command over a few tweedians and said that we were going to sit on the seats of the theatre as usual anyway. We headed over the marked tracks, dodging the runners, and headed up on the stairs. It was fun to sit there, watching the runners going up and down the stairs. While we were having a picnic. I was drinking beer, gin and tonic and having pickled herring, potatoes, sandwiches with cheese and dessert. Sometimes we shouted “come one, keep the steps light, looking good, that’s the spirit”. The runners did not look happy.

To be honest, I prefer riding an old bicycle with one gear, dressed in tweed, than running up and down stairs looking totally worn out. An gentleman does not run or exercise.


We all spread out for the picnic while athletes was running all over the place


Pickled herring, potatoes, tomatoes and sandwiches with cheese. All served on a enamel plate from 1940´s with cutlery from the same year

After the picnic we headed along the route again. Starting by working our way up and across Västerbron (West bridge). That bridge really sorts out the soft weekends bicyclists from the hardcore bicycle fanatics. Riders that are used to ride vintage bicycles that weighs as an old hospital bed. Besides, a real gentleman do not stand up while peddling, neither does an gentleman dismount the bicycle and walk. Also, gears are simply not cricket, so that is out.

What is left, is to harden out the uphill. With an steady pace, determination and firm grip on the handlebar, the uphill will be defeated! As you understand by now, I am grasping for excuses for my idiotic peddling up the bridge when I easily could have dismounted and walked instead.


An penny farthing heading towards the bridge


Going down hill after crossing Västerbron towards Södermalm


Cargo bicycle with lots of cargo and handsome riders waiting for the car to move


The old cargo train tracks down by the Hammarby canal

After crossing Västerbron we headed down to Södermalm, a part of Stockholm with large appartment buildings from 1910-1940’s. We saw some really nice parts of the city along our route that we usually never visit. The route continued down to the Hammarby canal, then we turned and went uphill again. Finding our way among the back alleys of Södermalm until it was time for the most chaotick part of the route. We were going to cross the total mayham of Slussen.

Slussen is an part of Stockholm city that are undergoing an complete rebuild. The old constructions were made in the 1930´s and is now in desperate need of renovation. Today almost everything is torn down and the area is a construction site today. There are temporary roads going all over the place. Cars, buses, pedestrians, taxis, kids, bicycles, skateboards, tourists and 190 tweedians on bicycles was trying to get along at the same time. It was a challenge.


We are leaving the chaos of Slussen behind us…


… the roads opened up a bit. It was time for some romance while riding bicycles

The ride continued along the sea side of Skeppsbron, the part of the city that has been a port since medieval times. Passing the royal castle, across the bridge to Kungsträdgården and over to Nybroplan while avoiding pedestrians all the way. The route continued along Strandvägen the “posh” street, crossing Djurgårdsbron trying to avoid running over people. The bicycle lane on the bridge is narrow, but it all went well. After that we all headed out on Djurgården. The finish line at Hasselbacken was in reach.

You might think that it was many streets and places I mentioned in the last part. But I mentioned them because those areas are the most tourist crowded places in Stockholm, all year around. There we were, about 190 vintage cyclists among all tourists. It was an sight to see. All cameras was turned away from the royal castle and all the other sights. Only to take photos of us dressed in tweeds, riding old bicycles.


Hendricks gin are on the way to Hasselbacken

Shortly after the ride on Djurgården we all arrived at Hasselbacken restaurant as previous years. Upon our arrival, Erik Tengholm Trio was playing live music for us. We parked our bicycles and gathered in front of the stage to enjoy the music. The sponsor Hendricks gin was handing out gin and tonics to us thirsty riders. It was really nice, listening to live music while sipping on an cold and tasty gin and tonic.

Later on the price ceremony started, the always impressive Vintagemannen presented the winners and handed out the prices for best dressed man, best dressed lady and best looking bicycle. Sadly I did not notice the prices they received. Later on Hendricks handed out their price. The “most unusual award” was handed out. Congratulations to all winners, they were all looking absolutely wonderful!


Erik Tengholm Trio playing jazz


Vintagemannen was in charge of the price ceremony


Hendricks gin handed out an special price, the “most unusual award”


My bicycle with the pennant with Stockholm’s city hall parked at the restaurants garden

After the price ceremony it was time for dinner. As always, it was great to sit and have dinner together with all tweedians. Having conversations about the day and how it all went. More drinks, laughs and conversations.

But as all fun things, everything comes to an end. The sun had set, people were leaving, riding their bicycles into the dark and cold autumn night. Before we started our way home, we decided to attend Bike in Tweed next year to, after all it is Bike in Tweed´s 10th anniversary next year.

Thank you for Bike in Tweed 2019, see you all soon.


The ride home after a great day

Tweed Run Norway, 2019

On Saturday august 31st it was time for Tweed Run Norway 2019. We were so pleased by the event last year that we decided to join the event again. As last time my friend decided to go by car so he could bring his bicycle, he also transported my old Hermes bicycle for me while I was taking a plane. To be honest, I would love to travel by train with my bicycle, but the reality is that it is more or less totally impossible to bring your bicycle on a inter city train in Sweden.

There is only few local train companies that allows bicycles onboard their trains, all of them are only local trains. I could use my bicycle bag while travelling from Stockholm to Fredrikstad in Norway. But the thought of carrying an 1950’s bicycle as luggage one more time is just impossible. My back still hurts when I am thinking of my idiotic Helsinki adventure.


We are going to the meet up at Quality Hotel Fredrikstad after getting our bicycles out of the car boot

On the morning of the event we headed to the start, located at Quality Hotel Fredrikstad. We were one of the first ones tweed riders on location, but soon more riders joined us. It was nice to see more and more tweedians arrive, some on vintage bicycles, many dressed in impressive tweed outfits. A bit later the organizers arrived and set up an table where we would register and receive our participant numbers, just outside the hotel entrance. We were hearty welcomed by all the organizers when we registered and received our armbands and number signs for our bicycles.


The always dashing Mona @badhairgoodshoes


“but first, let´s take a selfie” the three girls had a fun photo session, even I helped out


The organizers and Mr B the gentleman rhymer standing at the registration desk

Soon the hotel opened up the doors for the riders that had pre-booked the hotel brunch that was offered us participants in the tweed event. We tasted all the fresh and tasty foods that were served, while there was a small jazz trio featuring drums, guitar and a fellow on double bass that also sang. They played old jazz tunes, a perfect match for the tweed event.

When it was about 30 minutes until the start, we left the restaurant and headed out to the small street outside. By now the former empty street had transformed to an crowded street filled with bicycles and tweedians of all ages, families trying to get the registrations armbands to fasten on their arms, couples having tea, others having drinks. It was an mix of happiness and everyone was looking forward for an great day riding around Fredrikstad. Even the weather, that was supposed to be grey and rainy, turned in to be sunny and warm, one of the last real summer days of the year.


More and more riders and fellow tweedians of all ages joined

At one a´clock the ride started. We all headed down the streets, towards a bridge that leads over to the island of Kråkeröy for a ride along the sea shore. It was on that route where I noticed a strange sound from the bicycle in front of me. It was a lady riding an bicycle where something was rubbing against the mudguard. She must heard it to, because she was starting to look down on the bicycle, trying to locate the source of the strange sound. After looking at her bicycle and tires for a few seconds I noticed that there was something seriously wrong with her front tire. I asked her to stop and went down to take a look at the front tire.

It turned out that the steel cord that makes the tire stay on the rim had of some reason climbed over the rim and the inflated tube was poking out in the gap. It was merely seconds from a complete blowout that most likely had stopped the front wheel shut. The lady said that she always could walk to the finish line since the tire was damaged.

I quickly got an idea, why not empty the tube of all air, push the tire back on the rim and inflate the tube again, but this time with less air pressure. I asked her if I was allowed to try that idea, of course, she replied. Removing the valve, I felt a large push of air, almost so hard that the valve flew out of my hand I guess it was over inflated. After the tube was deflated I put back the valve and started to inflate the tube again.

I told the lady that I would not fill the tire so much, because it was best to be careful with the tire. At that moment, the repair man came along, I explained the situation to him and after he started to work on the bicycle I headed along to join the other riders.


The shore line of Kråkeröy with Fredrikstad in the distance

After riding along on Kråkeröy we headed back to Fredrikstad for some more riding in the town, towards the park where we had an tea break last year. This year there was an new band playing jazzy music. It was local musicians,who invited us to visit the Kammerfest in Ostfold later on, an local music happening in the area. It was really great music played by very talented musicians at the tea break. Music while having a cup of Earl Grey, an perfect setting to have a chat with other tweedians, admire bicycles and talk tweed.


It´s tea time at the park in Fredrikstad


An old Norwegian made Diamant bicycle from Oslo…


…with an impressive luggage bag


The group photo was take at the tea break.


Time to get moving, riders get ready

The ride continued along the Glomma river, we were riding in the forest along the shore line on gravel paths to reach the ferry over to the small village of Sellebakk on the other side of Glomma. At the ferry station, the Kammerfest i Ostfoldband was playing music again. We were all standing by our bicycles waiting for our turn to board the small ferry, while we were waiting many of us took out refreshments from our baskets and hip flasks. It is impotent to stay hydrated when being active.

Suddenly I heard the band playing music by one my favourite artists, the Swedish jazz pianist Jan Johansson. That was really a surprise for me, standing there listening to fantastic music, feeling the breeze from the waters and the sun heating my tweed suite. It was a great day!


The Fredrikstads bridge over Glomma


At the ferry crossing I had the opportunity to have a toast with Pennyheartbleed


Live music during the our waiting for the ferry


We were about 200 riders waiting to cross the river on the ferry…


…we all were in a good mood and was having a great time


Look at those details on those Norwegian vintage bicycles, simply amazing


The small ferry across the river Glomma

Across the river we all joined up again and headed up to the old village Sellebakk, where we could buy refreshments, warm locally fish cakes and locally made soda. That was really thoughtful and a wonderful idea of the organizers to have an small refreshment station along the route. After all, the tweed event is not an speed event. We are supposed to ride for a while, talk, socialize and have a great time! Standing with a soda an warm fish cake talking bicycles, that is what I call socialize.


Locally made tasty soft drink, great refreshment for us sun-baked, tweed wearing riders…


…served in genuine fish (shrimp?) cooling boxes filled with ice


Streets of Sellbakk, only a few details tells us it is an modern photo and not a photo from the 30´s

After the break we were on out way again. Going south, in to the forests leading towards Gammelbyn and the finish line. It was on that stretch of the route, next bicycle incident happened for me. I was riding behind a rider that had a small trailer behind his bicycle.

At this event there were many riders that had small trailers hooked up behind their bicycles where small children were seated. Suddenly the rider in front of me took a narrow turn over the curb, the left wheel on the trailer was lifted up, the trailer toppled over and was dragged along the gravel. Because I was right behind the trailer, I saw the trailer topple over.

I noticed things was falling out of the trailer, just in front of me. I quickly pedalled backwards to apply the break while tried to avoid hitting anything that fallen out. Quickly I dismounted my bicycle to see if anyone was hurt. Luckily there was only luggage in the trailer, no children. It scared me quite a bit. But in the end all went fine, that is the important thing. After helping the rider with his trailer, we all got up on our bicycles and headed along.


The blue trailer that scared the living daylight out of me


Now that is one way you can use the luggage rack


Soon arriving at Fredrikstads museum and the finish line

After a nice ride around Gammelbyn we arrived at Fredrikstad museum and were able to park our bicycles and join the party. As always it was a lovely party with an bar filled with beer, wine, hot dogs, crisps and gin and tonic (of course).

The organizers had put up two large tents with tables and benches for the people who did not want to sit on picnic blankets in the grass. As last year, Mr B the gentleman rhymer entertained us with his ukulele and witty songs, he recived huge aplauds, laughs and sing-a-longs.

Later in the evening, prices was handed out to some lucky winners. One of the winners was Mona, @badhairgoodshoes she received an price for being the best spokes person for Tweed Run Norway in the Instagram community. Well deserved! Congratulations to all winners!


The peaceful after party in an beautiful garden


We had entertainment by Mr B the gentleman rhymer, chap-hop. I say!


That is one cool bicycle


Other parked bicycles just outside the garden


My old Hermes managed to stay in one piece this time, no broken pedals. The only sad thing during the day was that I lost my bicycle number card, that I use to keep as an souvenir. Oh, well. Never mind.


Tweed Run Norway, truly an bicycle event for the entire family


Vintage bicycles in the sunset

The evening came. It had been an fun and lovely day in every way, we thanked the organizers and said good bye to old and new friends. It was time to head back to the hotel! We were asked to join next year again. It is tempting, perhaps the trains would allow the passengers to bring their bicycles by then? We can only hope.

Thank you all for a wonderful event.


Back at the garage to stow our bicycles into the car

Enskede Tweed, (sommarsvängen)

June 9th was when Enskede Tweed Society held the event “Sommarsvängen” (summer ride). This year it was decided to make two events instead of last years one event. Not only will the regular autumn event “Höstrusket” be held. But earlier this year, during a meeting it was decided to have a summer event as well. After all, exercise and fresh air is only good for the spirit. So, why only have one event? When you can have two events.

The summer event turned out to take place in the first month of the summer. Despite vacations and other engagements among few of the participants. There were some few brave tweedians that meet up in Enskede in time for the start on a Sunday afternoon.

We were to meet at the former Gamla Enskede bageri (Old Enskede bakery). But last time we had our start there there were lots of people with prams trying to zig zag between our vintage bicycles. This time it was decided to use the pavement opposite the Triangle church located 50 meters away from the bakery. It was a good location with an park bench to sit on and lots of room to park our bicycles on the pavement.


The old Hermes at the Triangle church

As it turned out the restaurant and outdoor bar at Enskede matbod had opened nearby. The first tweedians went there to have a refreshing gin and tonic. A few other came along on their bicycles and joined for a drink in the sunny Sunday afternoon.

After a while it was decided to start the ride. The route had been checked earlier, but since we were so few it was decided to improvise a bit. We headed down the narrow streets of the old Enskede, the garden town as it was called back in the 1920’s. Passing old houses with luscious green gardens. Fragrances from all the flowers in the gardens anc newly cut grass made the ride very relaxing. We passed the Margareta park, Enskede church and the English town houses. We headed then up to Skogskyrkogården (the forest cemetery) and entered it for a calm ride on Unescos world heritage. We were shown some back roads that is not common knowledge.


The narrow streets of old Enskede


The green leaves of summer in all gardens, the fragrance of flowers and bushes


Waiting at the traffic lights


Backroads on Skogskyrkogården


Calm, only the chirping of birds and the song of tires against the tarmac could be heard

After exiting the cemetery we headed down to an green field located among the 1930s houses of Tallkrogen. That is one of many areas created back in 1930-50’s for the people living in the city to build their own house an have a small garden of their own back in the olden days.

In the park we had a lovely picnic, shame about the wind. We talked, had refreshing drinks and sandwiches. Suddenly, dark clouds gathered on the sky and it started to rain. We better had to get a move on.


Arriving at the picnic


The style of a true tweedian


Stickers were handed out as an memory of the event, Enskede Tweed Sällskap (society) ETS


The 1950’s Tallkrogen shopping centre, that once had everything one could need.


Finish at Enskede gård, thank you for this event.

The ride continued into other old areas, Svedmyra and Stureby. Down to the Enskede field. One more area build in 1930’s. We headed up to Enskede gård, the mansion where the finish line was. There we took a photo and talked some more before we all headed down to the Enskede värdshus. Sadly they closed at five a clock. But we managed to sit outside and have a cold refreshing beer. It became a short ride, but we were few riders so there was no need to have a strict schedule to follow. The main goal was to have a great Sunday afternoon.

The event was all in the good spirit of getting about and having some fresh air, instead of sitting inside. Why having Netflix and chill when you can have tweed and bicycles? After all, the summer is nice with all green leaves, flowers and grass so let us enjoy the summer. Soon enough it is autumn and then it is winter again. But to be honest, what stops us from riding bicycles then?

Until next time.