About

Hi — I'm Adam. Two long loves run through Pedaleando Uruguay: bicycles, which I've ridden since before I could read, and Uruguay, home for my family for over a decade now.

Adam as a boy, on training wheels, on a cobblestone street in Budapest. — The training wheels didn't last long.

The passion made a long journey before it got here. I was born in Budapest, where a hundred years ago my great-grandfather ran the floor of a bicycle factory. When cars took the city's streets, my grandparents were among the last holdouts on two wheels; the one who climbed back on was me, by then in Zürich, finally old enough for my parents to let me ride alone. Years of bike messengering followed — Zürich first, Berlin after. We rode into our wedding on a tandem, and our first kids crossed Berlin behind me in a trailer.

Adam in a 2006 bike-messenger race, smiling mid-pedal. — 2006, a bike-messenger race.

Arriving at the wedding on a yellow tandem bicycle. — To the wedding, by tandem.

Adam with a child bike trailer, on a tree-lined path in Berlin. — Berlin, one passenger aboard.

A good ten years ago we packed the shipping container, a few bikes included, and moved to Uruguay. The family has since grown to three kids, the fleet to rather more bikes than that, and together we ride the streets of Montevideo and the back roads of a beautiful country. Before this site, my proudest vanity project was a cargo bike: built in Montevideo by the best hands I could find — the welder, the carpenter, the mechanic — with the electronics wired by the founder of Musimóvil, the community that pedals a mobile sound system through the streets.

The family's bikes leaned against a wall in Montevideo. — The family fleet, today.

Adam riding a cargo bike along the rambla at dusk. — The cargo bike, out on the rambla.

Everything on this site comes from that riding life. If any of it helps you get on a bike in Uruguay, it has done its job — and if you feel like telling me something, write. I read every message.