If you are getting home on your own, well, you can skip the rest of this section -- just grab your car/limo/helicopter and head on out whenever you’re ready. Thanks for coming along!
If you are taking our optional return transportation to Manhattan, read on!
For 2018 we will offer trips home at these times:
Transporting Our Wonderful Cyclists
We’ll be putting our beloved cyclists on charter buses, the Long Island Rail Road, or our 15-passenger vans. (Except that we never put more than 11 people in a 15-passenger van for your comfort).
Meet up with your bike the same place you started the day:
W. 33rd Street between 11th Ave. and 12th Ave.
We've received a couple emails asking about one-way transportation. Sorry; we sell only round-trip transport. If you want transportation either way, you must sign up for the whole package.
The last run home will be at 7:00 p.m. Our S.A.G. crew will make sure that ALL cyclists are off the route by 6:00 p.m., so you'll have time to grab a bite and still get home.
We are cyclists with expensive bikes too, and we are gentle with all of the bikes, but even under the best circumstances, nicks and scratches happen. YOUR BIKE MAY BE SCRATCHED, DENTED, BENT, OR DESTROYED. WE ARE NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY DAMAGE TO YOUR BIKE, AND WE DO NOT PAY FOR BIKE DAMAGE.
In other words, if you see one of our staff jumping up and down on your bike, we promise to kill them, and we will pay for damage to your bike. But if your bike gets a flat tire, scratched, banged, dented, bent, or destroyed accidentally during shipping, we can not be responsible, and we can not reimburse you. This may be the wrong ride to bring your one-of-a-kind, Dura Ace 25th Anniversary Edition, custom-painted-by-Ernesto Colnago-himself-bicycle.
Why the hard line on bike damage? Good question. Years ago I was the tour director of a ride where a cyclist swore that we scratched the paint on the bottom of his bike. (You know -- the bottom -- where you can’t see it...) The solution that he proposed was that we pay to have all of the components removed from his bike, have the bare frame shipped to Italy where it would be hand-painted, then shipped back to the U.S. and reassembled. Estimated price: $3,000. Were we responsible for that scratch in his paint? I don’t think so, but who knows? So rather than risk bankrupting our little company every time we ride, we just put this mean policy in place instead.
I’m reminded of our high school drug dealer youth-group leader. He was the first person I ever knew who had a custom-built bike. He had a dream that he dropped the bike and scratched it, and he never rode the bike again.
You are on an adult adventure and adult adventures involve risk.
We are loving and caring, but you have been warned. (Hey, reminds me of my old girlfriend from college! One time she... never mind.)