<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807</id><updated>2012-02-12T18:35:33.195-08:00</updated><category term='sol'/><category term='Estrada'/><category term='Alvorada'/><category term='escola;bicicleta;http://www.escoladebicicleta.com.br/cicloativismoEB.html'/><category term='verão'/><category term='Social'/><category term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLouFkD1wI/AAAAAAAAAkE/50J1Y9zynR4/s1600-h/Peoples_Republic_Of_Cycle.jpg'/><category term='Saúde'/><category term='pedal'/><category term='solitário'/><category term='Mundial'/><category term='revoada'/><category term='julho'/><category term='parque'/><title type='text'>Asas de Rodas</title><subtitle type='html'>"A vida é como uma bicicleta. Quem deixa de pedalar cai."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-1392646937399135757</id><published>2010-08-27T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T15:12:41.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Die-in: uma idéia para o Dia Mundial Sem Carro 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/THg3IGdMENI/AAAAAAAAA7E/IvcBpdhQuEw/s1600/Imagem1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 115px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/THg3IGdMENI/AAAAAAAAA7E/IvcBpdhQuEw/s200/Imagem1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510214756399321298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um die-in é um evento simbólico, uma encenação teatral, onde os  participantes fingem estar mortos em algum cruzamento afim de chamar  atenção para uma das principais consequências da sociedade do automóvel:  a morte. Seja diretamente em atropelamentos ou “acidentes” ou  indiretamente em função da poluição e outros fatores. Os participantes  são encorajados a se preparar para o evento com sangue falso, bandagens  etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/THg3HeovZII/AAAAAAAAA60/Y6Qd8Xpx25s/s1600/Imagem2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/THg3HeovZII/AAAAAAAAA60/Y6Qd8Xpx25s/s200/Imagem2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510214745710355586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O primeiro die-in que se tem notícia ocorreu em Montreal em 1976 e foi  organizado pela Le Monde à Bicyclette. Já naquela época chamava a  atenção para os problemas causados pelos automóveis e defendia o uso de  formas ativas de transporte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/THg3Hran3LI/AAAAAAAAA68/T-C_-3Up1Ds/s1600/die_in_1976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/THg3Hran3LI/AAAAAAAAA68/T-C_-3Up1Ds/s200/die_in_1976.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510214749140802738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trinta anos depois, em 2006, participantes  da Massa Crítica de Montreal retomaram a idéia como parte das atividades  do DMSC e, desde então, todo ano organizam um die-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rodrigo.utopia.org.br/"&gt;http://rodrigo.utopia.org.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/53126648@N04/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/53126648@N04/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciclobr.com.br/diasemcarro/noticias32.asp"&gt;http://www.ciclobr.com.br/diasemcarro/noticias32.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-1392646937399135757?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/1392646937399135757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=1392646937399135757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/1392646937399135757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/1392646937399135757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2010/08/die-in-uma-ideia-para-o-dia-mundial-sem.html' title='Die-in: uma idéia para o Dia Mundial Sem Carro 2010'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/THg3IGdMENI/AAAAAAAAA7E/IvcBpdhQuEw/s72-c/Imagem1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-4463489703225362184</id><published>2010-08-10T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:26:22.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O dia dos pais foi tandem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFTIlPuweI/AAAAAAAAA30/EFM8i-5OPjQ/s1600/DSC07977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFTIlPuweI/AAAAAAAAA30/EFM8i-5OPjQ/s320/DSC07977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503771626525606370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Domingo dia dos pais amanhecemos na estrada, a lua minguando e o sol nascendo, pedalando uma tandem com a Jô, minha mulher, e acompanhado por outra bibike pilotada pelo Lennon e sua filha Lenora, numa BR 316 muito calma. Essa foi a imagem que ficou do pedal. Tivemos um excelente rendimento, em 3h:30m percorremos 70 km, saímos as 5 horas da madruga e as 9h já estávamos em casa tomando café com a família. Fomos até o trevo de Benevides / Mosqueiro, na média de 25 km por hora. Valeu a pena he! he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-4463489703225362184?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/4463489703225362184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=4463489703225362184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4463489703225362184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4463489703225362184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-dia-dos-pais-foi-tandem.html' title='O dia dos pais foi tandem'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFTIlPuweI/AAAAAAAAA30/EFM8i-5OPjQ/s72-c/DSC07977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-6913559100237758085</id><published>2010-08-02T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T14:16:11.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Tour do Rio</title><content type='html'>Evento considerado o maior da America Latina, o grande campeão foi Tomas Alberio, italiano de 21 anos da equipe Trevigiani, a Equipe Paraense SEEL/Pará esteve representada pelos atletas Sérgio Barrichello, Daelson Silva, Marcelo João, Lourismar Souza, Antônio Torquato e Ageu Ferreira. Foi a primeira vez que uma equipe paraense participou de uma grande volta. Ao final três dos seis atletas conseguiram concluir, tendo o atleta Lourismar Souza como melhor colocado. Lourismar resistiu bem as duras etapas de montanhas, se mantendo sempre no pelotão principal, porém na 4ª etapa que foi marcada por altas velocidades nas descidas das montanhas e um grande número de quedas, o atleta não conseguiu acompanhar a euforia do pelotão e terminou a etapa com 12 minutos atrás, até então estava com o mesmo tempo do pelotão principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500923359578593634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TFc0poBUmWI/AAAAAAAAA3s/liFaVKKiv9c/s320/tour+do+rio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversando hoje com os atletas, após a última etapa, pude notar que eles estão bastante satisfeitos com os resultados, destacaram o alto nível dos europeus e americanos e as dificuldades encontradas como a falta de carro de apoio e de uma equipe. Mesmo com todas as dificuldades estão muito felizes em participar de um evento dessa magnitude e pedalar ao lado dos melhores ciclistas do Brasil e de atletas europeus que podem futuramente tá brilhando nas grandes equipes do Pro-Tour. Relataram ainda que foi importante essa participação para eles poderem participar com mais experiência em outubro da Volta de São Paulo, evento que terá 10 etapas.Agora a equipe segue para Campos dos Goyatazes onde disputarão na sexta dia 06 a tradicional prova São Salvador e domingo retornam a Belém, onde irão manter os treinamentos vizando a participação na XXXIII Copa Norte Nordeste de Ciclismo, que acontecem nos dias 13, 14 e15 de agosto aqui mesmo em Belém.Falando em Copa, já está disponível no site a lista da convocação da seleção paraense para a Copa, confiram...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paciclismo.com.br/"&gt;http://www.paciclismo.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edilson Kramer&lt;br /&gt;Presidente da Federação Paraense de Ciclismo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-6913559100237758085?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/6913559100237758085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=6913559100237758085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/6913559100237758085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/6913559100237758085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-tour-do-rio.html' title='O Tour do Rio'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TFc0poBUmWI/AAAAAAAAA3s/liFaVKKiv9c/s72-c/tour+do+rio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-4906459903338268629</id><published>2010-07-18T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T07:20:32.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='julho'/><title type='text'>Uma trilha logo aqui</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFeng5cYrI/AAAAAAAAA38/EdQzdQNZpBU/s1600/DSC07956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFeng5cYrI/AAAAAAAAA38/EdQzdQNZpBU/s200/DSC07956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503784252562236082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aproveitando as manhãs ensolaradas de julho fomos pedalar numa trilha próxima da cidade, cercada de florestas nativas onde habitam vários tipos de primatas, muitas serpentes, borboletas azuis e até capivara. Uma riqueza natural que corre perigo pela proximidade que tem com o meio urbano. É lá no Parque Estadual do Utinga que ficam os lagos Água-Preta e Bolonha que abastecem a cidade de Belém. São apenas 7 km do centro da cidade (nossa casa) até a entrada do parque. Lá dentro fizemos 20 km de trilhas leves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFeoT0RjLI/AAAAAAAAA4M/lquTSaPThK4/s1600/DSC07964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFeoT0RjLI/AAAAAAAAA4M/lquTSaPThK4/s200/DSC07964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503784266230762674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFenzZe58I/AAAAAAAAA4E/NgdU0O7KAZM/s1600/DSC07957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFenzZe58I/AAAAAAAAA4E/NgdU0O7KAZM/s200/DSC07957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503784257528457154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFeouEalaI/AAAAAAAAA4U/cZXurB1xSig/s1600/DSC07965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFeouEalaI/AAAAAAAAA4U/cZXurB1xSig/s200/DSC07965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503784273277785506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-4906459903338268629?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/4906459903338268629/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=4906459903338268629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4906459903338268629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4906459903338268629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2010/07/uma-trilha-logo-aqui.html' title='Uma trilha logo aqui'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFeng5cYrI/AAAAAAAAA38/EdQzdQNZpBU/s72-c/DSC07956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-8761640739824352720</id><published>2010-06-10T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T12:18:33.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikers da Madrugada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se você gosta de acordar cedo e aproveitar as horas de sossego para dar umas boas pedaladas, vai gostar de participar desse grupo de esportistas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TBuy3lDL0OI/AAAAAAAAA3M/9BVqCT0PQno/s1600/EQUIPE+GALO-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TBuy3lDL0OI/AAAAAAAAA3M/9BVqCT0PQno/s320/EQUIPE+GALO-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484173639161729250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Essa marca foi desenvolvida baseada numa outra já existente, de um outro grupo de ciclistas de outro estado brasileiro, na verdade é um plágio. Mas o fim justifica os meios. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Os bikers da madrugada na verdade são ciclistas amadores aqui de Belém, que gostam de pedalar antes do dia amanhecer e continuam só até o sol começar maltratar o lombo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Conheço alguns ciclistas que saem em viagem as 11h da noite e pedalam 150 km durante toda a madrugada e chegam ao destino junto com o sol. Mas o nosso grupo pega mais leve, saímos de casa geralmente as 5:30 da madruga e pedalamos em média 80k, durante aproximadamente 3 horas, com pequenas paradas para reabastecer a "máquina"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Existem muitas vantagens em pedalar neste horário, desde (pasmem) segurança, trânsito mais tranquilo e a melhor de todas, sem o desgaste dos raios solares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A galera varia sempre em número de participantes, ou sempre tem gente que só participa uma vez e devido ao horário ainda são poucos os adeptos dessa prática ciclistica. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TBvDQnTR1hI/AAAAAAAAA3c/wEMxwMWmKPw/s1600/assis-e-pinarello-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TBvDQnTR1hI/AAAAAAAAA3c/wEMxwMWmKPw/s320/assis-e-pinarello-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484191661448877586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Assis e Pina as 6h da manhã esperando o Japonês da estrade de Mosqueiro abrir para reabastecermos as caraminholas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TBvDQaGtrPI/AAAAAAAAA3U/irzfuVs5aSI/s1600/Bike-pedal-mosca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TBvDQaGtrPI/AAAAAAAAA3U/irzfuVs5aSI/s320/Bike-pedal-mosca.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484191657906515186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu e Assis na subida da ponte de Mosqueiro, uma parada antes de voltar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O nome Equipe Galo não tem nem uma conotação machista, nem uma referencia ao sexo. Na verdade a associação com a figura do galo é pela característica de ser madrugador.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-8761640739824352720?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/8761640739824352720/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=8761640739824352720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/8761640739824352720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/8761640739824352720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2010/06/bikers-da-madrugada.html' title='Bikers da Madrugada'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TBuy3lDL0OI/AAAAAAAAA3M/9BVqCT0PQno/s72-c/EQUIPE+GALO-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-4433140783441342022</id><published>2010-05-03T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T14:04:47.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedal Pesqueiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmGfLbPGI/AAAAAAAAA1s/hicyTYsOVhA/s1600/pedal+marajoara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmGfLbPGI/AAAAAAAAA1s/hicyTYsOVhA/s320/pedal+marajoara.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470859908982979682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pretendíamos curtir um final de semana pedalando pela Ilha do Marajó, começamos pegando um navio de Belém até o porto do Camará, dai seguimos pedalando na calma estrada que liga as vilas de Condeixa, Joanes e Salvaterra até chegarmos as margens do rio Paracauarí em frente a cidade de Soure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmGzmyaNI/AAAAAAAAA10/-ddDVd7xT9E/s1600/chegada+joanes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmGzmyaNI/AAAAAAAAA10/-ddDVd7xT9E/s320/chegada+joanes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470859914466453714" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmHoRjvrI/AAAAAAAAA2E/UkjrA06C-jM/s1600/subida+j%C3%B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmHoRjvrI/AAAAAAAAA2E/UkjrA06C-jM/s320/subida+j%C3%B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470859928604491442" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmHBwEEgI/AAAAAAAAA18/ZOJ6zXWXW2w/s1600/cabine+telefonica.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmHBwEEgI/AAAAAAAAA18/ZOJ6zXWXW2w/s320/cabine+telefonica.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470859918263456258" style="text-align: justify;text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois de uma travessia de "bote", pequena embarcação feita de madeira, típica da região, seguimos pedalando mais 12 km até sujarmos nossos pneus com a fina areia do Pesqueiro. Depois do por-do-sol, escolhemos dormir numa das malocas da praia onde montamos um acampamento de redes e fizemos a ultima refeição do dia (pães, sucos e frutas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmm-JSxEI/AAAAAAAAA2U/qnUrKnRqyL8/s1600/chegada+pesqueiro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmm-JSxEI/AAAAAAAAA2U/qnUrKnRqyL8/s320/chegada+pesqueiro.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470860467051349058" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmH8bFs5I/AAAAAAAAA2M/3q9ga1pDqMY/s1600/desembarca+salvaterra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmH8bFs5I/AAAAAAAAA2M/3q9ga1pDqMY/s320/desembarca+salvaterra.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470859934013174674" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmGzmyaNI/AAAAAAAAA10/-ddDVd7xT9E/s1600/chegada+joanes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmGzmyaNI/AAAAAAAAA10/-ddDVd7xT9E/s1600/chegada+joanes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Durante a noite, o sono foi revezado, sempre ficava um sentinela vigiando para não sermos surpreendido pela maré alta, a chuva ou mesmo um rato d'água. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmnLaz1hI/AAAAAAAAA2c/EKfysGigUIA/s1600/armando+redes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmnLaz1hI/AAAAAAAAA2c/EKfysGigUIA/s320/armando+redes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470860470614480402" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A chuva anunciou a chegada do sol, era domingo dia do trabalhador, tomamos café com aquele pão quentinho que só encontramos no interior e depois de umas espreguiçadas seguimos pedalando pela húmida estrada onde soprava uma brisa quente . Depois de uma parada pra molhar o bico em Salvaterra, na beira do caminho um refrescante banho de igarapé. Enfim chegamos no Camará com o apetite aberto, logo urgentemente almoçamos um delicioso peixe frito antes de embarcarmos no navio de volta pra Belém.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi um final de semana show de pedal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmnyySy_I/AAAAAAAAA2k/7GE_5CgaiVU/s1600/alvorada+pesqueiro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmnyySy_I/AAAAAAAAA2k/7GE_5CgaiVU/s320/alvorada+pesqueiro.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470860481181961202" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-4433140783441342022?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/4433140783441342022/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=4433140783441342022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4433140783441342022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4433140783441342022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2010/05/pedal-pesqueiro.html' title='Pedal Pesqueiro'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S-xmGfLbPGI/AAAAAAAAA1s/hicyTYsOVhA/s72-c/pedal+marajoara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-1324252570042917151</id><published>2010-04-28T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T11:49:24.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os papa léguas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFpgWPF6JI/AAAAAAAAA4k/lCGGWEFojO0/s1600/_papaleguas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFpgWPF6JI/AAAAAAAAA4k/lCGGWEFojO0/s200/_papaleguas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503796224069068946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Para a equipe papa-léguas o importante é  pedalar, não importa a distancia ou o destino. No ritmo da  tranquilidade e do alto astral o grupe segue em frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFv57TZ-2I/AAAAAAAAA50/dbTpeu0xKPg/s1600/DSC07092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFv57TZ-2I/AAAAAAAAA50/dbTpeu0xKPg/s200/DSC07092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503803260585769826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFv5n5mFgI/AAAAAAAAA5s/hZ5HH89oemE/s1600/DSC07056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFv5n5mFgI/AAAAAAAAA5s/hZ5HH89oemE/s200/DSC07056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503803255377237506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pode ser viajando ou em passeios na cidade, pode ser em trilhas ou no asfalto da estrada, o prazer de pedalar em grupo é o que interessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFv5Ota-WI/AAAAAAAAA5k/_h5uelmSoio/s1600/DSC07078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFv5Ota-WI/AAAAAAAAA5k/_h5uelmSoio/s200/DSC07078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503803248615291234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFphWd0bgI/AAAAAAAAA40/srZEYzfpsFQ/s1600/DSC07328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFphWd0bgI/AAAAAAAAA40/srZEYzfpsFQ/s200/DSC07328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503796241310707202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Componentes: Alexandre de Jesus, Sandra Schwinn, Ronaldinho Anjo, Seu Zezinho, Lennon França, Dona Márcia, Sr. Jairo, Assis Scott, Lupa e Jô.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFpg7v55II/AAAAAAAAA4s/kz6tglq_ce0/s1600/DSC07094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFpg7v55II/AAAAAAAAA4s/kz6tglq_ce0/s200/DSC07094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503796234138805378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFphq8FmQI/AAAAAAAAA48/6lQj2qTjiYA/s1600/DSC07333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFphq8FmQI/AAAAAAAAA48/6lQj2qTjiYA/s200/DSC07333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503796246806370562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seja noite ou seja dia, faça chuva ou faça sol, a equipe Papa-léguas não se intimida com o terreno, forma o pelotão e ganha liberdade nos pedais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFtsTWgX6I/AAAAAAAAA5E/_WZlPKvU89M/s1600/DSC07071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFtsTWgX6I/AAAAAAAAA5E/_WZlPKvU89M/s200/DSC07071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503800827499798434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Para participar do grupo não precisa ser ciclista profissional, basta pegar a sua magrela, mande  uma boa lubrificada, uma revisão nos freios, uns apertos e vamos gastar os pneus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-1324252570042917151?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/1324252570042917151/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=1324252570042917151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/1324252570042917151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/1324252570042917151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2010/03/para-equipe-papa-leguas-o-importante-e.html' title='Os papa léguas'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGFpgWPF6JI/AAAAAAAAA4k/lCGGWEFojO0/s72-c/_papaleguas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-2525715424404177709</id><published>2010-04-19T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T17:13:15.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guabas passou por Belém</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S9G_9BCiajI/AAAAAAAAA00/h8wlUCvATLk/s1600/escadinha.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S9G_9BCiajI/AAAAAAAAA00/h8wlUCvATLk/s320/escadinha.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463358877949127218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;É assim que chamam os amigos de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000239607326"&gt;Andrés Landázuri&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000239607326"&gt;,&lt;/a&gt; ciclo viajante que passou brevemente por aqui, e como em todos os lugares por onde pisa, vai deixando amigos e saudades, ampliando uma rede de vibrações positivas em torno de um propósito muito particular, mas que ensina a todos a não ter medo da vida. Foram quatro dias que mudaram, um pouco,  a rotina de nossa família. Entre um momento e outro do nosso quotidiano sagrado, compartilhamos com o irmão sul-americano. Dividir um mínimo fragmento de sua saga de viajante, já foi espaço suficiente para extrairmos conhecimentos que são na verdade lembranças valiosas para toda a vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S9G_9TnIN4I/AAAAAAAAA1E/o4B3EmOUOzY/s320/DSC07421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463358882934437762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Quando perguntamos quantos quilómetros pedala por dia em média, Andrés  responde que depende, se estiver bem disposto e o caminho for plano e calmo pedala até 120 km, mas se tiver muitas subidas ou não estiver bem disposto, pedala só 80 ou 60 km por dia. Tudo também depende do clima, quando chove, neva ou faz muito sol, os cálculos de risco são refeitos e as prioridades mudam, para não transformar a viagem em puro sacrifício. Assim sem regras muito severas, apenas seguindo a disciplina do bom senso, Guabitas já "pedaleou" pela Colômbia, Peru, Chile, Argentina, Bolívia, Venezuela e pelo próprio Equador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S9G8ZorFfjI/AAAAAAAAA0E/y59dcwWioX0/s320/DSC07423.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463354971578007090" style="text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Andés que é formado em literatura, descreve seus dias de pedaladas nos relatos de seu diário e nas portagens de seu blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sudamericapedal.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;http://www.sudamericapedal.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. detalhes que mostram muito mais que as imagens das fotos. Acabou comprando aqui em Belém outra câmera fotográfica, já que a sua antiga foi roubada dentro do navio vindo de Manaus com todas as imagens de sua passagem pela Amazônia. Mas penso que entre os bons e maus momentos, o mais importante é que ele está enriquecendo a sua história de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S9G8Z1ZfwoI/AAAAAAAAA0M/98Vl6_qERH0/s320/DSC07428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463354974993891970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S9G_9IbLEsI/AAAAAAAAA08/hqoPSbLynck/s320/Tunel+mangueiras.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463358879931503298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No sábado dia 17 de abril, o nosso cicloviajante estrangeiro partiu rumo ao nordeste brasileiro, o acompanhamos por 45km até Santa Isabel, e nos despedimos na beira da estrada com a promessa de nos encontramos novamente aqui, em Quito ou em qualquer outra parte do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S9G8aHi-RDI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KPuxvXlmOJM/s1600/DSC07459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S9G8aHi-RDI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KPuxvXlmOJM/s320/DSC07459.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463354979865478194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S9G_8FJGO1I/AAAAAAAAA0k/TVoImo3QERA/s1600/bagagem.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S9G_8FJGO1I/AAAAAAAAA0k/TVoImo3QERA/s320/bagagem.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463358861870512978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S9G_8k9js5I/AAAAAAAAA0s/u04ys9BeOlQ/s1600/DSC07469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S9G_8k9js5I/AAAAAAAAA0s/u04ys9BeOlQ/s320/DSC07469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463358870412047250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-2525715424404177709?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/2525715424404177709/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=2525715424404177709&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/2525715424404177709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/2525715424404177709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2010/04/guabas-esteve-em-belem.html' title='Guabas passou por Belém'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S9G_9BCiajI/AAAAAAAAA00/h8wlUCvATLk/s72-c/escadinha.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-736674038472437378</id><published>2010-03-14T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T06:52:06.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estrada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pedal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solitário'/><title type='text'>Pedal solitário</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S8Miz4ca2rI/AAAAAAAAAyk/7uFrTAOaDxU/s1600/DSC07171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S8Miz4ca2rI/AAAAAAAAAyk/7uFrTAOaDxU/s320/DSC07171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459245448023431858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Tahoma; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;No ultimo domingo resolvi dar uma pedalada mais longa, fui até Mosqueiro de montanbike. Convidei os amigos de pedal mas todos estavam cansados ou ocupados com outros afazeres.  Tudo conspirou para que eu fizesse essa pedalada solitária pela estrada. Só o que posso dizer é que foi um espectáculo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sai de casa as 5h da madruga. Ainda estava escuro quando passei pelo entroncamento, e tinha pouco trafego. A BR-316 se iluminava a medida que me aproximava do trevo de Mosqueiro. A estrada pra ilha estava uma maravilha, o movimento de carros era quase zero, no começo o sol estava tão baixo. que a mata fazia sombra na pista. E que pista. Não é por acaso que fui ultrapassado por vários ciclistas speeds em treinamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Tahoma; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Para quem gosta da natureza o dia chegava como uma dádiva. Não dava nem vontade de parar. A viagem até a ilha foi muito tranquila e gostosa. Já na volta enfrentei um grande movimento de veículos. O sol também foi um dos principais motivo das diversas paradas que fui obrigado a fazer no meu retorno, e em função das muitas estacionadas o tempo previsto para chegada atrasou em uma hora. No total foram mais de 140km pedalados. Muitas experiências e imagens que não puderam ser registradas em fotos. Cheguei em casa as 13:30, mas ainda encontrei a família almoçando. Depois fui colocar bolsa de gelo nas pernas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Tahoma; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Tahoma; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Isso tudo para mim foi só um treino, uma experiência prática para os dias que eu ainda terei que pedalar solitariamente por alguma estrada desse lindo planeta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Tahoma; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Tahoma; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S8Mizvd_cDI/AAAAAAAAAyc/DqRwgHksb1Q/s1600/DSC07168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S8Mizvd_cDI/AAAAAAAAAyc/DqRwgHksb1Q/s320/DSC07168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459245445614104626" style="display: block; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-736674038472437378?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/736674038472437378/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=736674038472437378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/736674038472437378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/736674038472437378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2010/03/pedal-solitario.html' title='Pedal solitário'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S8Miz4ca2rI/AAAAAAAAAyk/7uFrTAOaDxU/s72-c/DSC07171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-5362394293438912420</id><published>2010-03-07T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T14:12:36.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O pedal da Pamonha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGG-3r042pI/AAAAAAAAA6k/SF4UsfOHWuc/s1600/DSC06968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGG-3r042pI/AAAAAAAAA6k/SF4UsfOHWuc/s200/DSC06968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503890083490093714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A desculpa é que estamos com vontade de comer umas pamonhas, mas tem que ser lá no Ponto do Goiano as margens da BR 316.&lt;br /&gt;E antes do dia amanhacer, eu o Paulo Bike e o Mauro Batera pegamos a estrada rumo a Benevides, 35 km de Belém..&lt;br /&gt;Será que gostamos muito de pamonha ou gostamos mesmo é de pedalar na estrada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGG-3eMpssI/AAAAAAAAA6c/5uj6qMacJH8/s1600/DSC06964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGG-3eMpssI/AAAAAAAAA6c/5uj6qMacJH8/s200/DSC06964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503890079831667394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGG-3JQRg-I/AAAAAAAAA6U/V0B90oXwWd8/s1600/DSC06961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGG-3JQRg-I/AAAAAAAAA6U/V0B90oXwWd8/s200/DSC06961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503890074209715170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-5362394293438912420?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/5362394293438912420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=5362394293438912420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/5362394293438912420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/5362394293438912420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-pedal-da-pamonha.html' title='O pedal da Pamonha'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/TGG-3r042pI/AAAAAAAAA6k/SF4UsfOHWuc/s72-c/DSC06968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-4254673624905992509</id><published>2010-03-01T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:03:47.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedal na alvorada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S5gVZXJA1yI/AAAAAAAAAx0/4f02BfhW5HY/s1600-h/DSC07107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S5gVZXJA1yI/AAAAAAAAAx0/4f02BfhW5HY/s320/DSC07107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447127274757347106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;Depois que eu e minha mulher começamos a pedalar pela cidade todos os dias ao raiar do sol, nunca mais tivemos vontade de participar dos passeios noturnos. Os motivos para pedalar de pijama são muitos. Primeiro não temos trânsito nesse horário +ou- 5:30h, fazendo a gente se sentir mais seguros, com muito poucos carros nas ruas não temos fumaça, assim dá para curtir ainda mais o visual da cidade e suas mangueiras generosas, que quase o ano todo nos presenteiam com seus frutos, maduras mangas com que vamos enchendo as nossas mochilas, dando a impressão de estarmos pedalando por um imenso pomar urbano. Cruzamos as principais avenidas do centro, o que em outro horário é praticamente impossível, em 45 minutos completamos um percurso de aproximadamente 14 km, entre outros ciclistas, casais que caminham, grupos que preferem correr enquanto o sol vai surgindo e despertando a passarinhada. As 6:30h, passamos na panificadora para comprarmos o pão do café da manhã e voltamos para casa prontos para encarar um novo dia. Mas atenção, essa rotina só dá certo de segunda a quinta e até as 6:45 no máximo, antes das 7h volte pra casa. Nesta hora a cidade muda totalmente e grandes legiões de estressados saem para dominar as ruas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-4254673624905992509?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/4254673624905992509/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=4254673624905992509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4254673624905992509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4254673624905992509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2010/03/pedal-na-alvorada.html' title='Pedal na alvorada'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S5gVZXJA1yI/AAAAAAAAAx0/4f02BfhW5HY/s72-c/DSC07107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-4997892625095676151</id><published>2010-02-10T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T06:27:52.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O parque do Utinga continua lindo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S3K9HZA98uI/AAAAAAAAAw8/VW0XHrx65Zw/s1600-h/Estrada-do-Parque-Utinga.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S3K9HZA98uI/AAAAAAAAAw8/VW0XHrx65Zw/s320/Estrada-do-Parque-Utinga.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436615634861290210" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Estamos na temporada de chuvas em nossa região. Os dias ficam preguiçosos nessa época, devido a essa atmosfera húmida e quente. Momento propício para visitarmos os parques e trilhas no entorno da cidade. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;No último final de semana retornamos ao parque do Utinga, que por sinal está muito bem cuidado, o que para nós foi uma agradável surpresa. Chegamos lá ainda bem cedinho, fizemos a trilha que contorna o lago até a represa do Curió. enquanto pedalávamos a natureza nos recebia com muitas borboletas azuis, libélulas vestidas de flores e rastros de capivaras. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Recomendamos para todos que gostam de passear tranquilamente e viver momentos aprazíveis enquanto ainda temos toda essa riqueza pertinho de nós.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S3K9HjFrHII/AAAAAAAAAxE/FwZFoXh-9Ro/s1600-h/Placa-do-Parque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S3K9HjFrHII/AAAAAAAAAxE/FwZFoXh-9Ro/s320/Placa-do-Parque.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436615637565381762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S3K9HzYsLhI/AAAAAAAAAxM/OE3Wj4HXVYg/s1600-h/Biciclet%C3%A1rio-natural.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S3K9HzYsLhI/AAAAAAAAAxM/OE3Wj4HXVYg/s320/Biciclet%C3%A1rio-natural.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436615641940110866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S3K9IPXZXpI/AAAAAAAAAxU/SitqxriMnHw/s1600-h/Rastro-de-Capivara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S3K9IPXZXpI/AAAAAAAAAxU/SitqxriMnHw/s320/Rastro-de-Capivara.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436615649450876562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-4997892625095676151?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/4997892625095676151/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=4997892625095676151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4997892625095676151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4997892625095676151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-parque-do-utinga-continua-lindo.html' title='O parque do Utinga continua lindo'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/S3K9HZA98uI/AAAAAAAAAw8/VW0XHrx65Zw/s72-c/Estrada-do-Parque-Utinga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-85209758546845588</id><published>2009-11-17T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T06:44:32.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O pneu punk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sw_hQtCIZhI/AAAAAAAAAq0/52OmEnHcc8U/s1600/Ben%C3%A9+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sw_hQtCIZhI/AAAAAAAAAq0/52OmEnHcc8U/s320/Ben%C3%A9+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408789354577946130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Tahoma; color:#444444;"&gt;Dia 15 de novembro, demos uma pedalada até Benevides, pra tomar café c/ pamonha. Fui matar a saudade da mountbike, já que eu estava de speed a semana toda.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Tahoma; "&gt;Sai de casa as 5:30 da madruga, encontrei com o Lenon lá no entroncamento. O dia estava amanhecendo, passamos sem parar por vários ciclistas esperando para formar pelotão.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Tahoma; "&gt;As 7:30 a gente já estava tomando café com pamonha lá no Goiano, enchi a mochila de hidratação com caldo-de- cana. Demos um estica até a vila de Benevides e depois voltamos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Tahoma; "&gt;Foi muito bom o ritmo, entre 25 e 35 km que conseguimos manter em todo o percurso. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Tahoma; "&gt;Depois de 80 km percorridos, as 9h em ponto eu estava abrindo o portão lá de casa, de volta feliz da vida com 2 pamonhas na bagagem.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Tahoma; "&gt;O mais incrível eu vi, quando fui lavar a bike e percebi que havia um prego cravado na borracha do pneu. Tipo um &lt;span style="font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Piercin&lt;/i&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;, mas o pneu estava cheio, o prego não tinha atingido a câmera.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Tahoma; "&gt;Achei tão fora de série, que só pra mostrar para os incrédulos, ainda passei dois dias andando com o pneu &lt;b&gt;punk&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Tahoma; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Tahoma; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p color="#444444" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Tahoma; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sw_hQTi74nI/AAAAAAAAAqs/j4cSlZCOJwM/s1600/Nova+Imagem+(1).png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sw_hQTi74nI/AAAAAAAAAqs/j4cSlZCOJwM/s320/Nova+Imagem+(1).png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408789347736216178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 156px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p color="#444444" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Tahoma; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;33 km até Benevides pela BR-316&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p color="#444444" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Tahoma; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Tahoma; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sw_hRJqKgPI/AAAAAAAAArE/E1Jj0GNtLr4/s1600/Piercing+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sw_hRJqKgPI/AAAAAAAAArE/E1Jj0GNtLr4/s320/Piercing+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408789362262049010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; Piercin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;g involuntário &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Tahoma; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sw_hRL5h9aI/AAAAAAAAArM/JWP1os2gvWg/s320/Piercing+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408789362863371682" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Tahoma; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sw_hQ-JNKcI/AAAAAAAAAq8/PEUwYkyT1ms/s1600/Piercing+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sw_hQ-JNKcI/AAAAAAAAAq8/PEUwYkyT1ms/s320/Piercing+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408789359171021250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-85209758546845588?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/85209758546845588/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=85209758546845588&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/85209758546845588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/85209758546845588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/11/dia-15-de-novembro-demos-uma-pedalada.html' title='O pneu punk'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sw_hQtCIZhI/AAAAAAAAAq0/52OmEnHcc8U/s72-c/Ben%C3%A9+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-730608563170687763</id><published>2009-10-27T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T17:32:07.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Estação do Moema</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando estamos na estrada e vemos o dia amanhecendo, eu me pergunto, o que eu estaria fazendo agora se não estivesse aqui? Provavelmente estaria dormindo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SxB7OKXm-jI/AAAAAAAAArU/twC_4dCbMCk/s1600/DSC05487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408958635703728690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SxB7OKXm-jI/AAAAAAAAArU/twC_4dCbMCk/s320/DSC05487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408958637249177602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SxB7OQIEqAI/AAAAAAAAArc/HkjKQ3mD2uQ/s320/DSC05492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dessa vez fomos até Santa Izabel, 50 km de Belém. Pedaladas tranqüilas, média de 20 km por hora, deu até para colocar o papo em dia. Éramos três, eu o Santos e o mestre Paulo, o cara que montou e dá manutenção em nossas bicicletas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408958645411247042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SxB7OuiD88I/AAAAAAAAArk/kUMbzVmMR4I/s320/DSC05483.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Como já é tradição, paramos na Pamonha do Goiano, 33 km para abastecer. Lá pelo km 40, passamos pelas ruínas da antiga estação do Moema, local de parada obrigatória de quem seguia para Bragança, nos tempos da antiga estrada de ferro. Mas não fomos muito bem recebidos pelo vigia do sítio que nos botou pra fora, apesar do vira-lata do mesmo ter feito uma grande festa com a nossa visita.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408958649436536754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SxB7O9hw_7I/AAAAAAAAArs/eeo__WlkD1I/s320/DSC05497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chegamos de volta em casa umas 11:30, com uma fome de cão e felizes pra cachorro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408958653745570818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SxB7PNlHpAI/AAAAAAAAAr0/w4pFTyDWbMs/s320/DSC05502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-730608563170687763?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/730608563170687763/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=730608563170687763&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/730608563170687763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/730608563170687763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/11/estacao-do-moema.html' title='Estação do Moema'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SxB7OKXm-jI/AAAAAAAAArU/twC_4dCbMCk/s72-c/DSC05487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-1388889264098793087</id><published>2009-10-19T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T07:42:31.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike e suas Tribos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Tá indo biclicletar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acabei de ver um colega seu na rua agora pouco. Vocês parecem todos iguais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;O comentário que escutamos muitas vezes de amigos e conhecidos que todo ciclista sobre duas rodas “é tudo a mesma coisa”, achei que tava na hora de mostrar a diversidade de tribos que existem no nosso mundo de bikers. Estas tribos diferem em estilo, classe social e perfil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Vou apenas resumir um pouco, já que muitas delas e se diferenciam para cada região do Brasil. São impressões pessoais, podendo haver divergências de opinião, obviamente. Mas tem um ponto em que todos nós bikers concordamos: não somos todos iguais, apesar de termos a mesma paixão pela querida magrela. Cada tribo pensa, pedala e encara a vida de sua maneira. Se você tiver alguma sugestão sobre outra tribo, por favor, envie para eu acrescentar na minha lista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Divirta-se! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Stxz-BWmlNI/AAAAAAAAApc/7LE9AyjDn1M/s1600-h/Tribos+Bikers+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Stxz-BWmlNI/AAAAAAAAApc/7LE9AyjDn1M/s320/Tribos+Bikers+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394313963035333842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;A Tribo dos Papucos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Times;font-size:12px;"&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não me pergunte a origem do nome. Eu mesmo não sei, mas é como é denominada esta galera que anda nas vias e favelas da cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A mais numerosa tribo da cidade. Gostam de pedalar com bicicletas montadas da maneira mais louca possível, com guidões bem baixos ou bem altos, selins nada anatômicos e normalmente você os vê, freqüentemente no trânsito, passando pelos carros, quase batendo no seu retrovisor ou disputando um pega com um motorista de ônibus. Não sabem nada sobre técnica ou mecânica, mas acham que sabem tudo. Devemos perdoá-los, afinal, se não há educação para motoristas, muito menos para ciclistas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perfil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Andam em bandos ou em duplas, usam pneus slick (finos) e só pedalam em terrenos planos, já que não conseguem subir nenhuma ladeira com suas ”máquinas”. Alguns usam capacetes, mas a maioria usa boné. E pedalam sem camisa, é claro! Dia de domingo, voltando da praia, são visitantes freqüentes do HGE e contribuem com suas imprudências para o número de estatísticas de acidentes com ciclistas na cidade. Dentro deste grupo tem um subgrupo de ciclistas mirins, no mesmo estilo com suas bicicross, uma versão brasileira, parecida com os ciclistas dos guetos de Nova York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Stxz-iSdTvI/AAAAAAAAApk/xvYfjfGWwCo/s1600-h/Tribos+Bikers+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Stxz-iSdTvI/AAAAAAAAApk/xvYfjfGWwCo/s320/Tribos+Bikers+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394313971876318962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 18px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;As Tribos dos Free Riders: Estilo Livre e Down Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sabe aquela noite em que você está no ponto de ônibus, voltando para casa e, de repente, aparece do nada um grupo de ciclistas, pulando do meio fio e subindo no banco do passeio, parecendo astronautas? Isto mesmo! Estou falando dos free rides ou free style bikers. Em português: estilo livre de pedalar. Esta tribo é dividida em duas. Aqui na nossa cidade os free riders é a turma do down hill, por terem semelhanças e terem pessoas que praticam os dois estilos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tribo extremamente habilidosa sobre duas rodas, é a que mais que chama atenção pela suas vestimentas. Composta de adolescentes e jovens de até 23 anos. Usam camisas de manga comprida, bermudas parecidas com a de skatistas e usam todo o tipo de parafernália para proteção: tornozeleiras, joelheiras, etc. Parece até que saíram de um filme de ficção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perfil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pedalar da maneira mais radical possível, pular, saltar, cair de qualquer lugar, na cidade ou no campo, o que vale é a adrenalina rápida na veia. As bikes são equipadas para tal e só é preciso ter coragem e, isto não falta a esta turma. Nas trilhas de down Hill o negócio é descer a toda velocidade. Já na hora de subir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Os free riders não formam umaTribo muito numerosa e não gostam de pedal de longas distâncias, na verdade são malabaristas sobre duas rodas. Também existe uma derivação do mesmo estilo para um grupo de coroas que vão para as trilhas radicalizar e para não sair da dieta, e após o pedal vão comer um churrasco, pois a barriga é um bem a ser preservado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Stxz_9n8lDI/AAAAAAAAAp0/5pDEkGP4LZM/s1600-h/Tribos+Bikers+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Stxz_9n8lDI/AAAAAAAAAp0/5pDEkGP4LZM/s320/Tribos+Bikers+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394313996394075186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;A tribo do Passeio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Talvez você esteja dentro desta tribo ou já esteve, afinal, quem nunca teve uma Caloi no fundo do quintal, no quarto de empregada ou largada na garagem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Esta tribo gosta puramente de fazer passeios leves, seja na orla ou no parque, mas morrem de medo de pedalar na rua. A turma do passeio adora uma aventura controlada, nada de muito radical e que seja muito sofrimento, no máximo uma estradinha de terra na sombra. São, na sua grande maioria, pessoas de meia idade, empresários e profissionais liberais. Andam sozinhos ou, no máximo, em dupla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perfil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gostam de pedalar sempre com a postura ereta para não empenar o chassi (a coluna). Usam capacete, mas não conseguem se imaginar calçando uma sapatilha e um clipe é muito stress, eles alegam. O ciclista de passeio dá mais importância à sensação de bem estar do que efetivamente pedalar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Atenção: nunca convide um ciclista de passeio para uma trilha radical, mesmo que ele insista em dizer que está pronto para tal. No final você vai ter que, no mínimo, empurrá-lo montanha acima e nunca mais ele vai querer passear com você dando as mais diversas desculpas. Aprenda a respeitar o limite desta tribo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Stxz_B4m2PI/AAAAAAAAAps/v5dwnador5c/s1600-h/Tribos+Bikers+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Stxz_B4m2PI/AAAAAAAAAps/v5dwnador5c/s320/Tribos+Bikers+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394313980357826802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-size:18px;"&gt;A Tribo dos Atletas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quem volta das farras, já com o dia amanhecendo, encontra estes ciclistas. Uma tribo quase invisível, mas que são os que mais pedalam, em media 450 km por semana, em trilhas ou em pistas como a paralela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A tribo dos competidores é literalmente apaixonada pela bike, com patrocínios ou não, respiram bike 24 horas por dia, todos os dias. Como animais raros não são vistos facilmente pela cidade porque treinam muito cedo ou treinam em academias ou fora da cidade. Tanto no Mountain Bike, no Cross Country como no Speed (ciclismo de asfalto) esta turma bota pra quebrar e quanto mais longo e difícil o percurso, melhor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Você conhece um ciclista de competição pela cadência ao pedalar e pela a velocidade imprimida. São discretos e como galos de brigas competem até com a vovó, se ela tentar passar na frente deles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perfil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Somente a turma desta tribo sacrifica qualquer coisa pelos treinos, motivo principal das reclamações das namoradas e dos amigos, principalmente nos finais de semana. A faixa etária é bem diversa. Tem de jovens a coroas de mais de 50 anos, verdadeiros atletas. Por incrível que pareça, também as classes sociais vão da baixa a mais alta, porque para o atleta o que vale é estar nas competições, nem que seja para apenas fazer número.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Usam equipamentos básicos: capacete e luva e, são movidos a poder gel e isotônicos. Não queira fazer um passeio com esta tribo se você realmente não estiver preparado para tal. Os ciclistas de competição são movidos a desafios e quanto mais alto e mais técnico, melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 18px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Stx5EFAAnlI/AAAAAAAAAp8/OZ-O60vWLEM/s1600-h/crazyoldman_bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Stx5EFAAnlI/AAAAAAAAAp8/OZ-O60vWLEM/s320/crazyoldman_bike.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394319564651667026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 308px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 18px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A turma dos Bike Caipiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Seja levando uma balde de leite, um saco de feijão ou indo para a missa, levando a mulher.  na garupa, sentada de lado, esta é a turma mais elegante que pedala nas estradas  empoeiradas de nosso Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quem é do interior ou já foi em alguma roça já deve ter visto está tribo: é o ciclista caipira. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Paradoxalmente considero a mais elegante de todas as tribos sobre duas rodas: Com suas Monark barra circulares ou mesmo uma qualquer do Paraguai, o caipira tem estilo e leveza ao pedalar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Times; min-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perfil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A tribo caipira não tem cerimônia em sair da bike para empurrá-la ladeira acima, afinal, suas bicicletas em geral não têm marchas e são pesadas, estilo trator mesmo. Porém agüentam o tranco do campo. Pedalam por necessidade e não por lazer, geralmente sozinhos, mas não trocam o futebol do final de semana por nada e vão para o jogo de bike, claro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Artigo encaminhado por DIMITRI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Times; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;www.amigosdebike.com.br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-1388889264098793087?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/1388889264098793087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=1388889264098793087&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/1388889264098793087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/1388889264098793087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/10/bike-e-suas-tribos.html' title='Bike e suas Tribos'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Stxz-BWmlNI/AAAAAAAAApc/7LE9AyjDn1M/s72-c/Tribos+Bikers+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-8739025983614157585</id><published>2009-09-30T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:41:47.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escola;bicicleta;http://www.escoladebicicleta.com.br/cicloativismoEB.html'/><title type='text'>Bicicleta, política e ativismo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsOg5X6IVNI/AAAAAAAAAoc/kMQt9vuakRo/s1600-h/Stencil+Bike+Murilo+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsOg5X6IVNI/AAAAAAAAAoc/kMQt9vuakRo/s320/Stencil+Bike+Murilo+.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387326486796063954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Qual é a relação da bicicleta com política e ativismo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É em conseqüencia da questão ambiental ou o que?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Verdana"&gt;Pode haver mil razões para estabelecer uma relação entre a bicicleta, política e ativismo que não seja só a questão ambiental. Só para escolher uma boa razão: respeito à vida, todas as vidas, de todos, de tudo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Verdana"&gt;A importância que a bicicleta tem em nossa sociedade, principalmente em países ou localidades com altos índices de pobreza, é muito maior do que se possa imaginar a princípio. Não se restringe à melhora do meio ambiente.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsOg6EvHNQI/AAAAAAAAAos/SGdn5I3rmqM/s320/IMG_4189.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387326498829448450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Verdana"&gt;Bicicleta é um bem de primeira necessidade para populações de baixa renda, auxilia no equilíbrio social e ambiental, abrindo possibilidades para um futuro digno e auto-sustentável para todos. Racionaliza o uso de espaço urbano, e pode facilmente se transformar em fator de redução de trânsito. O uso da bicicleta traz benefícios claros para seu usuário e mesmo para quem não é usuário e não gosta de pedalar. Bicicleta empresta a seu usuário "liberdade". Tudo isto está provado através de diversas pesquisas científicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsOg6ugTcsI/AAAAAAAAAo0/LNOu6FCPfOI/s1600-h/compartilhe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsOg6ugTcsI/AAAAAAAAAo0/LNOu6FCPfOI/s320/compartilhe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387326510041625282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsOg5lJhj3I/AAAAAAAAAok/jw7kjcl2UaE/s1600-h/DSC04248.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsOg5lJhj3I/AAAAAAAAAok/jw7kjcl2UaE/s320/DSC04248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387326490350292850" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Verdana"&gt;Talvez o ponto fraco do universo da bicicleta seja a postura da maioria dos ciclistas que não conseguem se representar como categoria. Com isto perdem a possibilidade de transformar para melhor não só suas próprias vidas, mas de todos, mesmo dos que não pedalam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Verdana"&gt;Aprenda como fazer um manifesto no: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;http://www.escoladebicicleta.com.br/cicloativismoEB.html&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-8739025983614157585?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/8739025983614157585/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=8739025983614157585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/8739025983614157585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/8739025983614157585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/09/bicicleta-politica-e-ativismo.html' title='Bicicleta, política e ativismo'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsOg5X6IVNI/AAAAAAAAAoc/kMQt9vuakRo/s72-c/Stencil+Bike+Murilo+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-6152428180662052398</id><published>2009-09-28T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:49:14.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bicicleta faz bem ao mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsN6sUZLczI/AAAAAAAAAoU/4TQMhsQ6M7Y/s1600-h/DSC05727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsN6sUZLczI/AAAAAAAAAoU/4TQMhsQ6M7Y/s320/DSC05727.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387284481072395058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Foi muito positiva a bicicletada de setembro. Com 53 ciclistas presentes na saída, seguimos pelo centro de Belém, empunhando faixas e bandeiras, reivindicando mais espaços para o trafego seguro dos ciclistas, gritando palavras de ordem como "alô motorista, respeite o ciclista", a Bike-som ditava os ritmos de nossas pedaladas num saudável clima de paz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsN6rIWRQuI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ZlhBbqS6Wuo/s320/DSC05664.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387284460659098338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lógico que nós pegamos ainda uma rebarba do sucesso com o ato de protesto que foi feito no dia mundial sem carros, 22 de setembro. Percebemos que já há repercussão na opinião pública, mas ainda falta muito pra ser feito, com a participação cada vez maior de todos os amigos ciclistas certamente vamos incluir na agenda de eventos da cidade de Belém o Movimento Bicicletada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsN6sED4JtI/AAAAAAAAAoM/KTfty6dSSig/s1600-h/DSC05738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsN6sED4JtI/AAAAAAAAAoM/KTfty6dSSig/s320/DSC05738.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387284476688082642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Só temos que entender que não podemos usar a BICICLETADA para beneficio de qualquer entidade, pessoa, órgão ou empresa. O movimento legítimo dos ciclistas, não pode estar vinculada ao lucro ou benefício, ficando portanto inviabilizado qualquer tipo de exploração comercial em nome do MOVIMENTO BICICLETADA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsN6r-k4EfI/AAAAAAAAAoE/SCPIm_3Lxag/s1600-h/DSC05711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsN6r-k4EfI/AAAAAAAAAoE/SCPIm_3Lxag/s320/DSC05711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387284475215876594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsN6rSqJU6I/AAAAAAAAAn8/pBfYSa3Urjc/s1600-h/DSC05681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsN6rSqJU6I/AAAAAAAAAn8/pBfYSa3Urjc/s320/DSC05681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387284463426818978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Estamos alcançando o foco das atenções, a bicicleta está na moda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Nós ciclistas temos uma grande oportunidade, através do movimento bicicletada, de transformar a nossa cidade em um lugar mais humano e agradável de se viver. E a bicicleta é o nosso instrumento de transformação social.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lindos momentos. Parabens ciclistas pela bicicletada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-6152428180662052398?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/6152428180662052398/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=6152428180662052398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/6152428180662052398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/6152428180662052398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/09/bicicleta-faz-bem-ao-mundo.html' title='Bicicleta faz bem ao mundo'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsN6sUZLczI/AAAAAAAAAoU/4TQMhsQ6M7Y/s72-c/DSC05727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-3516847674248212353</id><published>2009-09-26T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T07:47:16.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Atentado 22 de setembro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsNt4s0B8tI/AAAAAAAAAnk/3rqdlHimWKA/s1600-h/Cad%C3%AA-as-ciclovias-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsNt4s0B8tI/AAAAAAAAAnk/3rqdlHimWKA/s320/Cad%C3%AA-as-ciclovias-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387270400134738642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Fotos de Shirley Penaforte, O Liberal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Os cicloativistas de Belém e região metropolitana, organizaram-se paralelamente ao "passieo ciclístico" organizado pela Prefeitura de Belém pelo Dia Mundial Sem Carro. Munidos de narizes de palhaço, máscaras, faixas, panfletos e bike-som, abordaram o "passeio" interrompendo a Av. João Paulo II e convocando os participantes a mandarem um recado aos gestores municipais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;O passeio todo virou uma bicicletada com mais de 500 integrantes, teve seu itinerário modificado e foi marcado pelos protestos contra o descaso da prefeitura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Fechando vas importantes, "os invisíveis" do trânsito no dia-a-dia se fizeram enxergar pelos belenenses, especialmente os condutores de veículos automotores. Fora a Av. João Paulo II, interrompeu-se a Av. Visconde de Souza Franco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;O momento culminante foi a "invasão" da Estação das Docas. Pacificamente e empurrando suas bicicletas, os ciclativistas afirmaram seus direitos, especialmente o que consta no Código Brasileiro de Trânsito: "[a]rt. 68 (…) § 1º O ciclista desmontado empurrando a bicicleta equipara-se ao pedestre em direitos e deveres."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Retirado do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;http://raoninfo.blogspot.com/2009/09/bicicletada-para-toma-de-assalto.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-3516847674248212353?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/3516847674248212353/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=3516847674248212353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/3516847674248212353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/3516847674248212353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/09/atentado-22-de-setembro.html' title='Atentado 22 de setembro'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SsNt4s0B8tI/AAAAAAAAAnk/3rqdlHimWKA/s72-c/Cad%C3%AA-as-ciclovias-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-2906151769411786144</id><published>2009-09-11T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:35:17.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciclo Ilha do Mosqueiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dia 6 de setembro, comemoramos a independência pedalando até a Ilha de Mosqueiro. Foram 170 km pedalados no total (ida e volta). Saímos às 5:30 da madruga, numa velocidade média de 22km, paramos depois de 35km em Benevides. No Ponto do Goiano para repor as energias, depois de um copo de garapa e umas barras de cereais, montamos nas magrelas e ganhamos o asfalto, levamos 3 horas e meia para chegar até a praia do Murubira. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpjgZeQSJI/AAAAAAAAAnE/Y4m0RVj_aLw/s1600-h/DSC05367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380222113092225170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpjgZeQSJI/AAAAAAAAAnE/Y4m0RVj_aLw/s320/DSC05367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Madrugando na concentração, Marcelo Bike e seu Jairo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sqpjf-w-aiI/AAAAAAAAAm8/0ek2l2GOdt0/s1600-h/DSC05372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380222105922988578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sqpjf-w-aiI/AAAAAAAAAm8/0ek2l2GOdt0/s320/DSC05372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ponto de encontro de vários ciclistas para reposição &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpjfmwjhcI/AAAAAAAAAm0/g7YLHp-FRqk/s1600-h/DSC05376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380222099478775234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpjfmwjhcI/AAAAAAAAAm0/g7YLHp-FRqk/s320/DSC05376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;O sol de domingo ganhava força&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpjfIpoQNI/AAAAAAAAAms/o5EYa6PcY70/s1600-h/DSC05381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380222091396661458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpjfIpoQNI/AAAAAAAAAms/o5EYa6PcY70/s320/DSC05381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ciclistas param na ponte sem provocar congestionamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380449845268615378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqsyoJ8KkNI/AAAAAAAAAnM/5wtOuG712_0/s320/DSC05387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Paulo Castro, Leno Santos, Lupa, Jamerson e Assis Fonseca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpiFcykBiI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vy6qhrGhsx0/s1600-h/DSC05397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380220550614615586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpiFcykBiI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vy6qhrGhsx0/s320/DSC05397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpiFNij5XI/AAAAAAAAAmU/XrSVtA29F_0/s1600-h/DSC05402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380220546520966514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpiFNij5XI/AAAAAAAAAmU/XrSVtA29F_0/s320/DSC05402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Depois de dar um rolé na vila, bairro mais antigo da ilha, paramos para almoçar e descansar no trapiche em frente a baía do Marajó, enquanto eram feitas pequenas manutenções nas bikes. Voltamos pra estrada às 14h, sob um sol escaldante, depois da ponte encontramos bastante chuva, dai pra frente foi pista molhada o tempo todo. Chegamos no Km 0 da Br 316 às 18hs. Molhados e prontos para a próxima.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpiEmXldnI/AAAAAAAAAmM/hLrgRFFdhIU/s1600-h/DSC05419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380220536005949042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpiEmXldnI/AAAAAAAAAmM/hLrgRFFdhIU/s320/DSC05419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Rafael e Baiano em oficina improvisada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380220521587482082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpiDwp9HeI/AAAAAAAAAmE/4QPXijSmb9E/s320/DSC05440.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpiDoMjihI/AAAAAAAAAl8/X-MCsN72JgU/s1600-h/DSC05450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380220519316687378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpiDoMjihI/AAAAAAAAAl8/X-MCsN72JgU/s320/DSC05450.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Meta superada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-2906151769411786144?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/2906151769411786144/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=2906151769411786144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/2906151769411786144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/2906151769411786144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/09/dia-6-de-setembro-comemoramos.html' title='Ciclo Ilha do Mosqueiro'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqpjgZeQSJI/AAAAAAAAAnE/Y4m0RVj_aLw/s72-c/DSC05367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-4359790325335830500</id><published>2009-07-31T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:07:01.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLouFkD1wI/AAAAAAAAAkE/50J1Y9zynR4/s1600-h/Peoples_Republic_Of_Cycle.jpg'/><title type='text'>Pedaladas em preto e branco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLqzneO0SI/AAAAAAAAAkM/TejLjx_J_y0/s1600-h/bicicleta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364608278641692962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLqzneO0SI/AAAAAAAAAkM/TejLjx_J_y0/s320/bicicleta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLouFkD1wI/AAAAAAAAAkE/50J1Y9zynR4/s1600-h/Peoples_Republic_Of_Cycle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364605984616732418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLouFkD1wI/AAAAAAAAAkE/50J1Y9zynR4/s320/Peoples_Republic_Of_Cycle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLotg0lcDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/AvoV70Cr-0k/s1600-h/maisbicicletarm+-+rinaldp+morelli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364605974753931314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLotg0lcDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/AvoV70Cr-0k/s320/maisbicicletarm+-+rinaldp+morelli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLkpDtUA_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/EDV4az3Ele4/s1600-h/bicicleta.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLkpDtUA_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/EDV4az3Ele4/s1600-h/bicicleta.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Magrelas paradas ou em movimento, na cidade ou no campo, no sol ou na chuva, fazem com que fotógrafos disparem seus gatilhos eternizadores, congelando cenas bucólicas, movimentos harmônicos, expressão de suavidade e beleza, que emocionam também aqueles que sabem aproveitar a vida, sobre duas rodas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLkoinWJGI/AAAAAAAAAjs/RsZ97I_QqZA/s1600-h/escadas+bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364601491289416802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLkoinWJGI/AAAAAAAAAjs/RsZ97I_QqZA/s320/escadas+bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLkoMBUvEI/AAAAAAAAAjk/cyBbZY6q_ag/s1600-h/sombras-de-uma-bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364601485224361026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLkoMBUvEI/AAAAAAAAAjk/cyBbZY6q_ag/s320/sombras-de-uma-bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLkn3lMI4I/AAAAAAAAAjc/4_8A8YBqoGY/s1600-h/ciclista-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364601479737648002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLkn3lMI4I/AAAAAAAAAjc/4_8A8YBqoGY/s320/ciclista-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLknsJQgsI/AAAAAAAAAjU/BwtYWXIWqa0/s1600-h/BrigadeGroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364601476667704002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLknsJQgsI/AAAAAAAAAjU/BwtYWXIWqa0/s320/BrigadeGroup.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Um veículo, um instrumento de trabalho, um brinquedo, protagonista de flagrantes, captados num momento, entre uma e outra pedalada.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pedimos desculpas por não divulgar a autoria das fotos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-4359790325335830500?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/4359790325335830500/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=4359790325335830500&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4359790325335830500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4359790325335830500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/07/pedaladas-em-preto-e-branco.html' title='Pedaladas em preto e branco'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SnLqzneO0SI/AAAAAAAAAkM/TejLjx_J_y0/s72-c/bicicleta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-2374180810255409506</id><published>2009-07-27T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:15:44.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma cidade para as pessoas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAtUUMjCMI/AAAAAAAAAlE/XNescDQT3nE/s1600-h/DSC04785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAtUUMjCMI/AAAAAAAAAlE/XNescDQT3nE/s320/DSC04785.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377347782122342594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Bicicletada do último sábado de julho foi realmente 10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eram 10 ciclistas pedalando livremente pelo centro de Belém, livres de congestionamento e sem atrito com outros veículos. Estávamos apenas saboreando o curto momento de uma cidade livre dos carros. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAt-hbtmOI/AAAAAAAAAl0/GaLD3WmsmFU/s1600-h/DSC04813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAt-hbtmOI/AAAAAAAAAl0/GaLD3WmsmFU/s320/DSC04813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377348507230116066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAt-DQkcvI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ZUDAnYdTApY/s1600-h/DSC04811.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAt-DQkcvI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ZUDAnYdTApY/s320/DSC04811.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377348499130315506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;A cidade quase vazia proporciona aos pedestres e ciclistas a sensação de paz que não sentimos diariamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Só quem esteve lá pode testemunhar umas das tardes mais lindas do ano. Foram 22 km em 1:45h de pedaladas pelas principais ruas do centro, e 1:30h de paradas para contemplação do visual da cidade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAtVtNd5aI/AAAAAAAAAlc/QJVfkQUXAiA/s1600-h/DSC04805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAtVtNd5aI/AAAAAAAAAlc/QJVfkQUXAiA/s320/DSC04805.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377347806016955810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAtVbcyOsI/AAAAAAAAAlU/9OR7T4ihbY0/s1600-h/DSC04796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAtVbcyOsI/AAAAAAAAAlU/9OR7T4ihbY0/s320/DSC04796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377347801249364674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAtUzTTtII/AAAAAAAAAlM/8m3SCsGbMgY/s1600-h/DSC04791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAtUzTTtII/AAAAAAAAAlM/8m3SCsGbMgY/s320/DSC04791.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377347790472197250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAtUOqH-KI/AAAAAAAAAk8/N8uIk7GVsGs/s1600-h/DSC04784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAtUOqH-KI/AAAAAAAAAk8/N8uIk7GVsGs/s320/DSC04784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377347780635785378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAt-TMvyjI/AAAAAAAAAls/JRqxHtxBt24/s320/DSC04818.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377348503409248818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-2374180810255409506?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/2374180810255409506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=2374180810255409506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/2374180810255409506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/2374180810255409506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/09/uma-cidade-para-as-pessoas.html' title='Uma cidade para as pessoas'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SqAtUUMjCMI/AAAAAAAAAlE/XNescDQT3nE/s72-c/DSC04785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-289570470851551192</id><published>2009-07-07T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T05:41:40.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missão impossível</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlSSrrQGVrI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Z9B-3420HsM/s1600-h/foto_bicicleta_para_10_pessoas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlSSrrQGVrI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Z9B-3420HsM/s200/foto_bicicleta_para_10_pessoas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356067135892641458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Nossas magrelas, muitas vezes, são submetidas a provas de resistência e praticidade muito além de suas capacidades. As mais variadas possibilidades de transporte de pessoas e cargas são criadas por seus usuários, que muitas vezes só dispõem da bicicleta para realizar suas atividades. Já presenciei vários ciclistas tentando pedalar transportando algo ou alguém de forma inusitada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlSSrXDZOOI/AAAAAAAAAjA/vxYeKTcEYR0/s1600-h/bike_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlSSrXDZOOI/AAAAAAAAAjA/vxYeKTcEYR0/s200/bike_03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356067130470643938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlSQYJT5ArI/AAAAAAAAAio/kK6nuM4sNDI/s1600-h/bike_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlSQYJT5ArI/AAAAAAAAAio/kK6nuM4sNDI/s200/bike_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356064601340969650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A improvisação é a mais forte característica dos flagrantes aqui encontrados, pedalando pelo mundo afora o homem vai aproveitando a versatilidade de uma bike, mas seria necessário um blog inteiro para mostrar as infinitas utilizações exigidas do nosso heróico veículo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlSQX1ja-sI/AAAAAAAAAig/LJS3IR_MjgU/s1600-h/para+a+familia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlSQX1ja-sI/AAAAAAAAAig/LJS3IR_MjgU/s200/para+a+familia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356064596037401282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlSQX1H8CmI/AAAAAAAAAiY/36uaEmZ3Y-Q/s1600-h/fotos_1007_bicicleta%2520ou%2520caminhao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlSQX1H8CmI/AAAAAAAAAiY/36uaEmZ3Y-Q/s200/fotos_1007_bicicleta%2520ou%2520caminhao.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356064595922127458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlSQXqCSu0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/aGKyEiQwuEw/s1600-h/bike-carries-car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlSQXqCSu0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/aGKyEiQwuEw/s200/bike-carries-car.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356064592945658690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-289570470851551192?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/289570470851551192/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=289570470851551192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/289570470851551192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/289570470851551192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/07/missao-impossivel.html' title='Missão impossível'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlSSrrQGVrI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Z9B-3420HsM/s72-c/foto_bicicleta_para_10_pessoas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-6616702556529609688</id><published>2009-06-29T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T05:46:19.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olha a Ciclovia!!! É mentira!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlPwvcsL9kI/AAAAAAAAAgo/-L44gHf6Bkw/s1600-h/Sa%C3%83%C2%ADda.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355889079819695682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlPwvcsL9kI/AAAAAAAAAgo/-L44gHf6Bkw/s320/Sa%C3%ADda.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A bicicletada junina de Belém foi bastante animada, mesmo sem forró da bike som, que ficou muda depois de uma forte chuva. A bicicletada composta de 26 bicicletas, percorreu várias ruas da cidade, num total de 14 Km.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355892593049870274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlPz78fiH8I/AAAAAAAAAiA/VFaNQnxwQjo/s320/dobraveis.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355892601723042386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlPz8czYOlI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RAvyb7Xvluo/s320/encontros.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355889094027899538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlPwwRnr8pI/AAAAAAAAAg4/4EJWnKLwoMk/s320/por+onde+vamos.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355889081539782818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlPwvjGSaKI/AAAAAAAAAgw/1VHjuRholgU/s320/Pra%C3%A7a+do+ciclista.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Nossas sementes estão brotando", era a exclamação de alguns pioneiros da Bicicletada quando percebemos que o movimento vem crescendo a cada mês, mais pessoas ficam sabendo da ação, provocando uma maior espontaneidade na participação dos ciclistas. A Bicicletada já anda só.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355889104717952306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlPww5cZNTI/AAAAAAAAAhA/GXQsTH8_FRE/s320/Valdeci+e+familia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355891051818400626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlPyiO9UO3I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/j2bO9f0_sgQ/s320/Pedro+Mirand.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355891054585053954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlPyiZQ8AwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/MGXCdI6wDkY/s320/Cai+a+noite.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355891062259940082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlPyi12xevI/AAAAAAAAAho/M2674HSbyt0/s320/repondo+o+gaz.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355891056553113314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlPyigmKNuI/AAAAAAAAAhg/4qNjo7D8AaM/s320/port%C3%A3o_esta%C3%A7%C3%A3o.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355891069041351778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlPyjPHlnGI/AAAAAAAAAhw/_LabfnVcGbk/s320/bicicletada+chegada.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nossa cidade precisava dessas atitudes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ainda falta muito, mas não descansaremos nossos pedais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Para uma melhor convivência nas ruas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Para desfrutarmos de uma melhor qualidade de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Para resgatarmos a dignidade da cidade e de seus habitantes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pedala Belém!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355892583689971810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlPz7Zn9aGI/AAAAAAAAAh4/lfQymbvHcyA/s320/chegada+S%C3%A2o+Braz.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-6616702556529609688?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/6616702556529609688/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=6616702556529609688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/6616702556529609688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/6616702556529609688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/06/olha-ciclovia-e-mentira.html' title='Olha a Ciclovia!!! É mentira!!!!'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SlPwvcsL9kI/AAAAAAAAAgo/-L44gHf6Bkw/s72-c/Sa%C3%ADda.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-3817319835650863506</id><published>2009-06-16T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:59:59.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedais na chuva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SkDnSlTwOWI/AAAAAAAAAdI/bVNYD7oadvs/s1600-h/chuva+bicicleta+garupa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SkDnSlTwOWI/AAAAAAAAAdI/bVNYD7oadvs/s200/chuva+bicicleta+garupa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350530663754774882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Pedalar na chuva para muitos ciclistas é horrível,  porem aqui na região norte, muitas vezes é inevitável tomar um banho durante a pedalada. Aqui a chuva chega sem aviso e sem cerimonia, pode ser em pleno mês de julho, depois de uma manhã bem quente, forma-se aquele bafo húmido, devido a evaporação de tanta água que nós temos aqui, subindo evaporada e descendo como chuvarada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SkDifLD48tI/AAAAAAAAAdA/WEmxTcVv4o4/s1600-h/pedalando+na+chuva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SkDifLD48tI/AAAAAAAAAdA/WEmxTcVv4o4/s200/pedalando+na+chuva.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350525382489076434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Para aqueles que usam a magrela para trabalhar ou mesmo ir ao trabalho, não tem outra escolha, é vestir uma capa impermeável e sair enfrentando o aguaceiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SkDie_0jXAI/AAAAAAAAAc4/zPvWiUJ0KZE/s200/chuva+pedal+na+estrada.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350525379471956994" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Várias vezes já fui pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;go pela chuva durante um passeio ou mesmo indo ao trabalho. Mas em outras oportunidades já peguei a bicicleta e sai em baixo de chuva, as vezes com uma capa e outras sem nada, mesmo sabendo que ficaria bastante molhado, só porque estava com vontade, simples assim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 153px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SkDietnqlmI/AAAAAAAAAcw/JsAOH4qieQI/s200/pedala+na+chuva.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350525374586066530" /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Pedalar na chuva dá uma sensação incomum e ao mesmo tempo familiar, um flashback dos prazeres de nossa infância. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;É nessas horas que eu chego a pensar que bicicleta vicia e causa abstinência. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-3817319835650863506?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/3817319835650863506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=3817319835650863506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/3817319835650863506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/3817319835650863506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/06/pedalar-na-chuva-pra-muitos-ciclistas-e.html' title='Pedais na chuva'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SkDnSlTwOWI/AAAAAAAAAdI/bVNYD7oadvs/s72-c/chuva+bicicleta+garupa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-5956675471017384371</id><published>2009-06-01T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:27:03.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bicicletada Pai’dégua!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SiSKtPPleqI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ZZm3gbImqew/s1600-h/Ciclistas+e+cidadÃ£os.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342547567758899874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SiSKtPPleqI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ZZm3gbImqew/s200/Ciclistas+e+cidad%C3%A3os.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Um final de semana bastante agitado para os ciclistas da cidade. Foi no sábado 30 de maio a BICICLETADA EM BELÈM, 15 ciclistas se juntaram em frente ao mercado de São Braz, enfeitaram suas magrelas com bandeiras, placas sinalizadoras e saíram pelas ruas pedindo mais respeito aos ciclistas e pedestres. Na véspera dia 29 teve AS BICICLETAS BRANCAS VOLTAM AS RUAS, no encerramento da exposição Deslocamentos do artista visual e arquiteto Murilo Rodrigues, infelizmente a chuva atrapalhou, mas como o próprio artista disse, “Tínhamos 9 bicicletas debaixo de uma chuva levemente forte... foi muito boa a experiência de pedalar na chuva... muito poético! Era uma saída simbólica, um trajeto curto. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342547560620931058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SiSKs0pwt_I/AAAAAAAAAbw/juTXRNqg-9Y/s200/por+onde+pedalar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342549163952334754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SiSMKJhwZ6I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/PKSz0JbWpsE/s200/disc+percurso.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Os dois movimentos se confundiram em certo momento, devido à proximidade de um outro evento, promovido pela prefeitura, envolvendo ciclista na cidade, mas logo tudo foi esclarecido. O pouco de divulgação que foi feita para a Bicicletada, já mostrou seu resultado, quando dois ciclistas chegaram até São Braz depois de lerem um Cartaz fixado na Unama e ao visitar um blog de ciclistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342545602414243570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SiSI61w57vI/AAAAAAAAAbg/8iyt9VYuoUE/s200/espa%C3%A7o+ocupado.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O numero de ciclistas que participaram da Bicicletada parece insignificante, mas naquele momento isso foi irrelevante já que um pouco mais de dez ciclistas fizeram à massa critica ao ritmo de uma bike-som cedido por um lojista, ocuparam o espaço num desfile elegante pelas ruas de diversos bairros, da periferia ao centro, entre ônibus e furgões acelerados, buzinas e roncos de motores, nada pode deter a massa de bravos ciclistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342545599324942626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SiSI6qQW8SI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Ke4PSPn3fdU/s200/espa%C3%A7o+nas+ruas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342545606477658114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SiSI7E5suAI/AAAAAAAAAbo/t6A2jBwTf_k/s200/Bike+som.JPG" border="0" /&gt;O que podemos tirar de mais positivo de toda esta experiência, é o fato de estarmos jogando nossas sementes de cidadania, com a esperança de ver os ciclistas sendo tratados com dignidade. Mobilizaremos mais ainda para a próxima Bicicletada, envolvendo mais ciclistas, para juntos testemunharmos o surgimento de uma nova cultura em Belém, a cultura do respeito ao ciclista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342545595259373042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SiSI6bHDRfI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/qysQzsc0UJw/s200/sobe+ladeira.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342545589840466914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SiSI6G7FU-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k2KFZJnjGxQ/s200/Luzes+da+cidade.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-5956675471017384371?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/5956675471017384371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=5956675471017384371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/5956675471017384371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/5956675471017384371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/06/bicicletada-paidegua.html' title='Bicicletada Pai’dégua!'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SiSKtPPleqI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ZZm3gbImqew/s72-c/Ciclistas+e+cidad%C3%A3os.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-5390417080352722429</id><published>2009-05-24T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:35:07.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia de pedalar em silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn7DAELyxI/AAAAAAAAAZo/6qXCmKeVZrc/s1600-h/apocalipsemotorizado+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339574862200163090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn7DAELyxI/AAAAAAAAAZo/6qXCmKeVZrc/s200/apocalipsemotorizado+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShoDIPSw2PI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/_frCGaK4_8c/s1600-h/2009-05-20-pedal-silencio08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339583748280211698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShoDIPSw2PI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/_frCGaK4_8c/s200/2009-05-20-pedal-silencio08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ocorreu nesta ultima quarta-feira, dia 20, em diversas cidades do Brasil e do mundo, o&lt;a title="http://www.rideofsilence.org/" href="http://www.rideofsilence.org/"&gt; Ride &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.rideofsilence.org/" href="http://www.rideofsilence.org/"&gt;of Silence&lt;/a&gt; – ou Pedal do Silêncio. Cerca de 100 ciclistas pedalaram silenciosamente pela avenida Paulista para lembrar os mortos no trânsito. O Pedal do Silêncio percorreu a avenida e terminou na bicicleta fantasma instalada em homenagem à ciclsita &lt;a href="http://www.bicicletada.org/marciaprado" target="_blank"&gt;Márcia Prado&lt;/a&gt;, morta em janeiro deste ano.&lt;br /&gt;O movimento é internacional, o que não impede que adquira características próprias dependendo do local onde é realizado.&lt;br /&gt;O Ride of Silence pode adquirir diferentes feições: pode parecer uma homenagem, um ritual fúnebre, um espaço-tempo de confraternização ou reflexão, um exemplo de celebração da vida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn9eAvOavI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Vjbl_cpr6QI/s1600-h/apocalipsemotorizado+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339577525260413682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn9eAvOavI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Vjbl_cpr6QI/s200/apocalipsemotorizado+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Isso depende exclusivamente dos participantes. Implícitos, estão objetivos diversos: relembrar um amigo falecido, tentar conscientizar as pessoas de que a bicicleta também se utiliza das ruas, tentar mexer com o inconsciente dos motoristas para que eles sejam mais prudentes no trânsito das cidades. Provavelmente, todos aqueles que participam do Pedal do Silêncio almejam, no fundo, uma cidade mais humana, onde prevaleça o equilíbrio entre os diferentes componentes do ambiente e onde a vida seja sempre respeitada. Se você for pedalar, prefira usar camisetas e demais roupas brancas, e uma fita negra num dos braços. É recomendável que se fique em silêncio, mas absolutamente nada impede que se comemore o que existe de mais precioso em nossa existência: a vida. &lt;a href="http://bicicletanarua.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://bicicletanarua.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.apocalipsemotorizado.net/"&gt;http://www.apocalipsemotorizado.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn7C7VCsOI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1ID61mS-E7k/s1600-h/bicicletas+silencio.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339574860928692450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn7C7VCsOI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1ID61mS-E7k/s200/bicicletas+silencio.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn7DsMxxXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/YH_AusBC6g8/s1600-h/brasilia.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339574874047366514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn7DsMxxXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/YH_AusBC6g8/s200/brasilia.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn7DNr4O0I/AAAAAAAAAZw/0yCvdSnAi8Y/s1600-h/belo+horiz.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339574865856314178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn7DNr4O0I/AAAAAAAAAZw/0yCvdSnAi8Y/s200/belo+horiz.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn4xQogtII/AAAAAAAAAZY/S9NBzxu6gqg/s1600-h/sÃ£o+paulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339572358386594946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn4xQogtII/AAAAAAAAAZY/S9NBzxu6gqg/s200/s%C3%A3o+paulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn9eFT3drI/AAAAAAAAAaA/wVgtKZ_nidQ/s1600-h/rio.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339577526487840434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn9eFT3drI/AAAAAAAAAaA/wVgtKZ_nidQ/s200/rio.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-5390417080352722429?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/5390417080352722429/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=5390417080352722429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/5390417080352722429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/5390417080352722429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/05/dia-de-pedalar-em-silencio.html' title='Dia de pedalar em silêncio'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Shn7DAELyxI/AAAAAAAAAZo/6qXCmKeVZrc/s72-c/apocalipsemotorizado+3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-8614133455990127926</id><published>2009-05-17T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:58:48.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rota Marajó Joanes – 2ª edição</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337600769016344994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShL3np4SMaI/AAAAAAAAAYY/0DnhuaXFHnw/s200/DSC03576.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Bastaria postar as fotos para perceber a maravilha que foi a nossa cicloviagem na Ilha do Marajó.&lt;br /&gt;Sábado dia 16 madrugamos nas ruas de Belém em direção ao porto. Concentramos a turma no cais antes do embarque, formando um pequeno grupo de sete ciclistas, as passagens custaram 15 reais por pessoa e 2 reais por cada bike. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337559158318282706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLRxl8xt9I/AAAAAAAAAWw/xNqmBCE73YQ/s200/C%C3%B3pia+de+DSC03488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337559161782121922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLRxy2ntcI/AAAAAAAAAW4/iEI39HrXy2o/s200/C%C3%B3pia+de+DSC03497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A viagem de ida durou em média três horas de barco, na de volta viemos a favor da maré e tiramos duas horas e meia. Apenas um incidente, já previsto, ocorreu com pneu em uma das Bikes, trocamos a câmara de ar e partimos pela estrada. Parávamos a cada meia hora de pedalada para reposição das energias, hidratação, comer frutas e ouvir o som da paz que a estrada nos oferecia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342525368785948994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SiR2hFn_0UI/AAAAAAAAAaw/IefPRzBGPtQ/s200/SDC10616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342525375049883794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SiR2hc9b4JI/AAAAAAAAAa4/BuTHjpZ-K00/s200/SDC10633.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De asfalto foram cerca de 19 km em duas horas indo e mais duas voltando no dia seguinte, numa estrada tranqüila e cortada por diversos igarapés, onde não poderíamos deixar de dar um bons mergulhos, tanto na ida como na volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLRytyRcfI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/YOUZFPwytl0/s1600-h/CÃ³pia+de+DSC03512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337559177601577458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLRytyRcfI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/YOUZFPwytl0/s200/C%C3%B3pia+de+DSC03512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShL3nRswV5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/MMFq8Boio-o/s1600-h/CÃ³pia+de+DSC03501.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLS2kMwnLI/AAAAAAAAAXY/ndzZf-B0lNY/s1600-h/DSC03523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337560343259421874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLS2kMwnLI/AAAAAAAAAXY/ndzZf-B0lNY/s200/DSC03523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLRyfDZUJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/56Tz-FjuUpQ/s1600-h/CÃ³pia+de+DSC03503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337559173646864530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLRyfDZUJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/56Tz-FjuUpQ/s200/C%C3%B3pia+de+DSC03503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342525377936534002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SiR2hntqqfI/AAAAAAAAAbA/vHVCF_vZuDI/s200/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ainda não sei dizer o que foi melhor, se foi a viagem ou a estadia em Joanes. O contato com as pessoas que vivem naquele paraíso e todas as manifestações naturais da ilha, como o vento que só parava de soprar para chuva dar uma refrescada, a calma que nos convidava a falar baixinho enquanto o silêncio tocava sua sinfonia e a lua que chorou de madrugada antes de nascer.&lt;br /&gt;Para as imagens que vimos, para as emoções que vivemos não tenho palavras. Não dá pra descrever o que sentimos, só posso dizer que foi muito bom. Fiquem com as fotos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLS3GHxFTI/AAAAAAAAAXg/AqjQ7GHRsEc/s1600-h/CÃ³pia+de+DSC03560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337560352365286706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLS3GHxFTI/AAAAAAAAAXg/AqjQ7GHRsEc/s200/C%C3%B3pia+de+DSC03560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLS3S-urDI/AAAAAAAAAXw/opv3USeGp58/s1600-h/DSC03566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337560355817040946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLS3S-urDI/AAAAAAAAAXw/opv3USeGp58/s200/DSC03566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLS3DW-TLI/AAAAAAAAAXo/6mb-6FRJhW8/s1600-h/DSC03561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337560351623761074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLS3DW-TLI/AAAAAAAAAXo/6mb-6FRJhW8/s200/DSC03561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLS3jha8hI/AAAAAAAAAX4/03cPi1g1wIE/s1600-h/DSC03573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337560360257516050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShLS3jha8hI/AAAAAAAAAX4/03cPi1g1wIE/s200/DSC03573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-8614133455990127926?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/8614133455990127926/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=8614133455990127926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/8614133455990127926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/8614133455990127926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/05/rota-marajo-joanes-2-edicao.html' title='Rota Marajó Joanes – 2ª edição'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ShL3np4SMaI/AAAAAAAAAYY/0DnhuaXFHnw/s72-c/DSC03576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-6551295049130684135</id><published>2009-05-07T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:44:56.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carona Amiga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sgq5SGzBiKI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/KbsAINlGdeM/s1600-h/bicicleta_carona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sgq5SGzBiKI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/KbsAINlGdeM/s200/bicicleta_carona.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335280429287180450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;  &lt;!--   @page { margin: 2cm }   P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm }  --&gt;  &lt;/style&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"&gt;Quinta feira amanheceu com greve de ônibus em Belém. Eu desavisado, achei a cidade diferente quando pedalava as seis da manhã, tudo calmo, a rua estava mais silenciosa do que de costume. Estava achando aquilo estranho, mas o que me chamou atenção foi um fato curioso, que além de ter mais bicicletas nas ruas, quase todas estavam levando caronas. Eram crianças, mulheres, senhores, operários, na garupa, no varão e até no guidão. A carona de bike é uma cena muito lúdica. Pena que eu não tinha nem uma câmera fotográfica na hora.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sgq5SWGChJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/SitqaUD1_8M/s1600-h/carona-bike-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sgq5SWGChJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/SitqaUD1_8M/s200/carona-bike-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335280433393468562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"&gt;Quando tem greve de ônibus, aparece uma infinidade de transportes alternativos, que inundam  a cidade. Dobra a quantidade de furgões, vans e táxis circulando nas vias.  O carros particulares triplicam seus números nas ruas e passam a circular com ainda mais velocidade. Até caminhões são usados como transporte de passageiros. A cidade fica muito mais hostil, principalmente para pedestres e ciclistas.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sgq5SkurWNI/AAAAAAAAAWo/QeGflwjh148/s1600-h/bike-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sgq5SkurWNI/AAAAAAAAAWo/QeGflwjh148/s200/bike-love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335280437322012882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"&gt;Uma cidade inteligente, incentiva o uso do transporte coletivo e das bicicletas, proporciona segurança aos pedestres e passageiros de coletivos. Mas infelizmente não é assim que pensam os administradores públicos, nem tão pouco os cidadãos mudam seus maus costumes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sgq5SW5ku3I/AAAAAAAAAWg/o5fzJo-fGJo/s1600-h/carona-bike-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sgq5SW5ku3I/AAAAAAAAAWg/o5fzJo-fGJo/s200/carona-bike-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335280433609620338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"&gt;Não existe atitude mais “BURRA” do que uma pessoa sair de casa só, dirigindo um carro enorme, passar horas presa num congestionamento que ela mesma ajuda a provocar, duas vezes por dia, cinco dias na semana, nas quatro semanas do mês e em todos os meses do ano.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-6551295049130684135?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/6551295049130684135/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=6551295049130684135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/6551295049130684135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/6551295049130684135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/05/carona-amiga.html' title='Carona Amiga'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sgq5SGzBiKI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/KbsAINlGdeM/s72-c/bicicleta_carona.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-8775639195047577231</id><published>2009-05-04T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:19:45.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cicloviagem ao "aquário"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332151612104110306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf-bo-f98OI/AAAAAAAAAT4/1_DwB1c6KRE/s200/DSC03373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Valeu muito a pena, acordei domingo as 5:30, pulei da cama, um banho rápido, café com leite, uma fatia de bolo, uma banda de mamão, uma banana, um copo de suco de caju, uma colher de mel de abelha. Últimos detalhes, câmera socorro, bomba de encher pneu, garrafa de hidratarão e suprimentos de reserva. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332155120681477362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf-e1M9_5PI/AAAAAAAAAUg/GFQFX-ZfnJc/s200/DSC03374.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Após uns alongamentos, já era 6:30, subi na bike e segui solitário em direção ao Entroncamento, onde encontrei o experiente cicloviajante Leno Santos, que nos guiou até um dos igarapés mais lindos que eu já vi.&lt;br /&gt;Batizado por nós de "Aquário", o lindo riacho fica no município de Benevides, 33 km de Belém. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332155123119018802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf-e1WDJ0zI/AAAAAAAAAUo/bcJO0YIEAak/s200/DSC03403.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332151614628184002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf-bpH5wP8I/AAAAAAAAAUI/StJei0fqqXI/s200/DSC03386.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Fomos pela BR 316, passamos por Ananindeua, Marituba até &amp;shy;&amp;shy;chegarmos na Vila de Benevides aproximadamente as 9:30. Entramos nas trilhas de piçarra e terra, cortados por riachos transbordados dos igarapés próximos que nessa época do ano estão sempre cheios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332151618726445202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf-bpXK2wJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/q3Uz5O4LpMQ/s200/DSC03388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332151619077911874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf-bpYeptUI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/h_TJ9TuyMpE/s200/DSC033902.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Apesar de ter chovido muito um dia antes, o “aquário” é uma verdadeira piscina natural, com águas límpidas, 99% transparentes. É um encantamento, uma dádiva. Impossível não se entregar ao mergulho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332155125148573730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf-e1dnCYCI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vU37J_pGBEI/s200/DSC03417.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Todo viajante sabe que existe a emoção da partida e a emoção da volta.&lt;br /&gt;Às 12 horas já estávamos em casa. Cansados, porém muito mais vivos e felizes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Valeu muito a pena! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-8775639195047577231?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/8775639195047577231/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=8775639195047577231&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/8775639195047577231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/8775639195047577231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/05/cicloviagem-ao-aquario.html' title='Cicloviagem ao &quot;aquário&quot;'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf-bo-f98OI/AAAAAAAAAT4/1_DwB1c6KRE/s72-c/DSC03373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-7079384262172188982</id><published>2009-05-01T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:18:54.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodas de trabalho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf9NuRiXuPI/AAAAAAAAATw/WcuP9cbMUOA/s1600-h/2494633459_354de00acf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf9NuRiXuPI/AAAAAAAAATw/WcuP9cbMUOA/s320/2494633459_354de00acf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332065941206841586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saudações as bicicletas que não foram feitas para passear, praticar esporte ou viajar. Conhecidas como cargueiras, as magrelas que só se dedicam ao trabalho circulam pelo trânsito facilitando desapercebidamente a nossa vida, com realização de serviços fundamentais para a sociedade, na entrega de pizza, água mineral, gaz de cozinha e dos mais variados materiais. Existem até as bike-som fazendo serviço de publicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf9NuIceY9I/AAAAAAAAATo/fdw3QchdL_U/s1600-h/cargueira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf9NuIceY9I/AAAAAAAAATo/fdw3QchdL_U/s320/cargueira.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332065938766193618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Parabéns aos trabalhadores que utilizam a magrela para nos levar o sorvete gelado, as frutas, os churros, água de coco, o pão quentinho, o jornal diário e as tão esperadas encomendas ou correspondências.&lt;br /&gt;As bicicletas de serviço estão para cidade, assim como as hemácias estão para o ser humano, transportando oxigênio para todo o corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Literalmente a bicicleta, ajuda a cidade a respirar.&lt;br /&gt;Nossa homenagem a todas as bicicletas trabalhadoras do Brasil e do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf9H4xvR2jI/AAAAAAAAATQ/3a2pA3lBXlM/s1600-h/2AED7D_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf9H4xvR2jI/AAAAAAAAATQ/3a2pA3lBXlM/s320/2AED7D_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332059524579842610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SgHwTUu_7mI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Ehu9YEq2AIs/s1600-h/kjhkhk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SgHwTUu_7mI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Ehu9YEq2AIs/s200/kjhkhk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332807648557395554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SgHwTUfYyDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/NWRQDIdAHvs/s1600-h/bike-carga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SgHwTUfYyDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/NWRQDIdAHvs/s200/bike-carga2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332807648491915314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-7079384262172188982?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/7079384262172188982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=7079384262172188982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/7079384262172188982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/7079384262172188982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/05/rodas-de-trabalho.html' title='Rodas de trabalho'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sf9NuRiXuPI/AAAAAAAAATw/WcuP9cbMUOA/s72-c/2494633459_354de00acf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-1231595748198121358</id><published>2009-04-22T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:38:01.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia de Índio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sft0ma9mlXI/AAAAAAAAATA/Z7U8NrV1JWM/s1600-h/DSC03118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330982787344668018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sft0ma9mlXI/AAAAAAAAATA/Z7U8NrV1JWM/s320/DSC03118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dia 19 de abril nossa pequena tribo de rodas resolveu trilhar pelas matas do parque ambiental do Utinga. O contato com a natureza, sentir o vento no rosto, ouvindo o canto dos pássaros, provar o sabor das matas e respirando ar puro, não é o suficiente para se sentir mais índio, mas já da para sentir o quanto é gratificante viver em harmonia com a natureza. Acompanhado de um “cacique”, o professor Jairo, nosso grupo recebeu constantes instruções sobre o ecossistema, astronomia e conhecimentos gerais de sobrevivência na floresta, tornando o nosso passeio muito instrutivo. Voltamos pra casa mais vivos e mais sábios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Se8091yLy3I/AAAAAAAAASM/eHW-JGSue9M/s1600-h/utinga+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327535121216818034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Se8091yLy3I/AAAAAAAAASM/eHW-JGSue9M/s200/utinga+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Se809nU4CdI/AAAAAAAAASE/uz6zfBVmWjc/s1600-h/utinga+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327535117335792082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Se809nU4CdI/AAAAAAAAASE/uz6zfBVmWjc/s200/utinga+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Se809XzmQcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/u3mSFZakeM4/s1600-h/utinga+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327535113169682882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Se809XzmQcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/u3mSFZakeM4/s200/utinga+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nossa satisfação maior é saber que podemos ter mais dias de índio durante o ano, basta ter disposição, basta ter saúde mental, basta subir na bike e sair pedalando, basta querer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-1231595748198121358?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/1231595748198121358/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=1231595748198121358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/1231595748198121358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/1231595748198121358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/04/dia-de-indio.html' title='Dia de Índio'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sft0ma9mlXI/AAAAAAAAATA/Z7U8NrV1JWM/s72-c/DSC03118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-1740416411355564402</id><published>2009-04-10T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T06:05:49.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bicicleta para mobilidade urbana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para quem vive na cidade, é comum perceber diariamente a incapacidade cada vez maior, que o centro urbano tem em absorver os milhares de carros que invadem suas vias, provocando o colapso no tráfego, poluição sonora e a contaminação do ar. Esse terrível quadro do cotidiano só demonstra a imediata necessidade de se adotar soluções, inteligentes, que já resolveram em muitos países, grandes problemas de trafego, congestionamento e poluição sonora. O uso da bicicleta como transporte urbano é sem dúvida a solução de maior êxito, moderna e inteligente que se pode ter de exemplo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bicicleta é o transporte da vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SeyCkj5Cj7I/AAAAAAAAAPs/UGpz1jnJWPE/s1600-h/colombia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SeyCkj5Cj7I/AAAAAAAAAPs/UGpz1jnJWPE/s200/colombia3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326776023893839794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ciclovia de Bogotá na Colombia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cada dia, mais de 350.000 colombianos usam a bicicleta em Bogotá, o que representa 5% dos deslocamentos. Isto a converte na cidade sul-americana que mais utiliza a bicicleta de forma cotidiana, graças aos seus muitos quilômetros de ciclovias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amsterdam tem mais bike que gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segundo a descrição da foto na Holanda existem 16.2 milhões de pessoas e quase 16.2 milhões de bicicletas. Uma brincadeira que o povo de lá usa é: “Se a sua bike vale mais que o cadeado dela, ela vai ser roubada”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SeyFmr4-z7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/3NSqx5ysw6s/s1600-h/bikeholanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SeyFmr4-z7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/3NSqx5ysw6s/s200/bikeholanda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326779358935699378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bicicletário em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amsterdam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Se8UqTb5DUI/AAAAAAAAARM/Kfo76wTVHRM/s1600-h/mulheres-bike-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Se8UqTb5DUI/AAAAAAAAARM/Kfo76wTVHRM/s200/mulheres-bike-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327499601206906178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charme das ciclistas holandesas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Londres sobre rodas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A idéia era diminuir o número de automóveis e os congestionamentos de Londres, mas o pedágio urbano acabou tendo um efeito colateral a mais: incentivou o uso da bicicleta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SeyNaGj4nbI/AAAAAAAAAQM/U1d12oBH8rs/s1600-h/bike_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SeyNaGj4nbI/AAAAAAAAAQM/U1d12oBH8rs/s200/bike_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326787938849693106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Londrina elegante no trânsito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SeyNZ5m6QtI/AAAAAAAAAQE/gs7wvv10uxY/s1600-h/estimulo_bici_portland07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SeyNZ5m6QtI/AAAAAAAAAQE/gs7wvv10uxY/s200/estimulo_bici_portland07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326787935372722898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ciclofaixa nas ruas de Londres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“la ville est plus belle a vélo” (a cidade é mais bela de bicicleta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris lançou um novo e revolucionário sistema de transportes. Bicicletas de aluguel que funcionam como um complemento ao sistema de transportes urbanos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SeySi9Mz0cI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zN7nE1GpylY/s1600-h/821755467_e1e2760034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SeySi9Mz0cI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zN7nE1GpylY/s200/821755467_e1e2760034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326793588513952194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ciclistas com liberdade, igualdade e fraternidade&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-1740416411355564402?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/1740416411355564402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=1740416411355564402&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/1740416411355564402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/1740416411355564402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/04/bicicleta-para-mobilidade-urbana.html' title='Bicicleta para mobilidade urbana'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SeyCkj5Cj7I/AAAAAAAAAPs/UGpz1jnJWPE/s72-c/colombia3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-5158802156701290925</id><published>2009-03-24T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:57:04.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O que é a Bicicletada?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SezZbA2O7kI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OKSOZV_KPM4/s1600-h/dsc_6238-450x299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SezZbA2O7kI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OKSOZV_KPM4/s200/dsc_6238-450x299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326871517379620418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bicicletada em São Paulo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;A Bicicletada é um movimento inspirado na Massa Crítica, onde ciclistas se juntam para reivindicar seu espaço nas ruas. Não existe um objetivo central, mas diversos objetivos sempre decididos pelos participantes. No entanto um conceito em geral une os participantes. O movimento Bicicletada serve para divulgar a bicicleta como um meio de transporte, criar condições favoráveis para o uso deste veículo e tornar mais ecológicos e sustentáveis os sistemas de transporte de pessoas, principalmente no meio urbano.&lt;br /&gt;Assim como a Massa Crítica, a Bicicletada não tem líderes ou estatutos, o que leva a variações de postura e comportamento de acordo com os participantes de cada localidade ou evento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SezYgyldzdI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BzdNBPIHbVQ/s1600-h/Imagem5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SezYgyldzdI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BzdNBPIHbVQ/s200/Imagem5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326870517118782930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bicicletada na Holanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dentre a pluralidade de motes, está o lema "um carro a menos", usado principalmente para tentar obter um maior respeito dos veículos motorizados que trafegam nas ruas saturadas das grandes cidades. Outro slogan levantado é o "Nós somos o trânsito". A idéia é deixar claro aos motoristas que a bicicleta é apenas mais um componente da mobilidade urbana e que merece o devido respeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SezbUhQA1oI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jFpRABoB52o/s1600-h/london_world_naked_bike_ride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SezbUhQA1oI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jFpRABoB52o/s200/london_world_naked_bike_ride.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326873604841854594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bicicletada na&lt;/span&gt; Inglaterra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="western"&gt;&lt;a name="Objetivos"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sezaio6o7EI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/znqp-bM5yME/s1600-h/pelados+da+espanha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sezaio6o7EI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/znqp-bM5yME/s200/pelados+da+espanha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326872747906231362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bicicletada na Espanha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="BrOffice.org 2.4  (Win32)"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="western"&gt;As Bicicletadas não têm donos, líderes ou guias. Trata-se de um movimento horizontal. A orientação geral do passeio é de que ninguém pode ditar regras. O grupo deve discutir e chegar a conclusões com que todos concordem e agir com base nelas. O parâmetro que norteia as decisões deve ser os interesses do movimento (consulte a seção "Objetivos e princípios"), e não convicções e ideologias pessoais.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="western"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SezfCcFS3zI/AAAAAAAAARE/viUJo0pzQfA/s1600-h/portugal_Critical_Mass_33_sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SezfCcFS3zI/AAAAAAAAARE/viUJo0pzQfA/s200/portugal_Critical_Mass_33_sized.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326877692263587634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Massa crítica em Portugal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="BrOffice.org 2.4  (Win32)"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="western"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="western"&gt;NÃO peça uma autorização às autoridades locais. Os ciclistas e demais usuários de transportes não-motorizados têm o direito de ocupar seu espaço na via pública. A Bicicletada é ativismo pelo incentivo e melhores condições de circulação para a bicicleta, e não um passeio.&lt;br /&gt;A Bicicletada não é patrocinada por nenhum tipo de entidade. Não pode ser usada como meio de propaganda comercial, não importa a finalidade. Todos os recursos necessários são conseguidos pela união dos ativistas participantes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="western"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Objetivos da Bicicletada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pedalar;  	&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 	&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Divulgar, 	estimular, promover e criar condições favoráveis 	para o uso da bicicleta como meio de transporte;  	&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 	&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Integrar os 	ciclistas da cidade e valorizar a cultura da bicicleta;  	&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 	&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Conscientizar os usuários dos meios de transporte motorizados da importância da bicicleta para aliviar os congestionamentos; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="western"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fonte: http://www.apocalipsemotorizado.net/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-5158802156701290925?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/5158802156701290925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=5158802156701290925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/5158802156701290925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/5158802156701290925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-que-e-bicicletada.html' title='O que é a Bicicletada?'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SezZbA2O7kI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OKSOZV_KPM4/s72-c/dsc_6238-450x299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-3625219765515053783</id><published>2009-03-19T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:17:03.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Tour Belém</title><content type='html'>Em Belém existem vários grupos de passeios noturnos, uns maiores com grande número de integrantes, reúne profissionais, esportistas amadores, de várias categorias e idades, que juntos circulam pelas vias da cidade, formando um cortejo onde nem todos se conhecem. Tem também os grupos  menores, com pessoas conhecidas entre si, muitos são familiares, vizinhos ou até colegas de trabalho. Agrupam-se em praças, Postos de combustíveis ou mesmo na casa de alguém, depois de uma breve conversa sobre o trajeto, saem explorando os bairros sobre suas magrelas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ScKneG_tvLI/AAAAAAAAAPk/nIKvPAbu85Y/s1600-h/turma+do+city+tour03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ScKneG_tvLI/AAAAAAAAAPk/nIKvPAbu85Y/s200/turma+do+city+tour03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314994645966372018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ScKkpQhvApI/AAAAAAAAAPc/K1pbMDHu2lw/s1600-h/turma+do+city+tour.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ScKkpQhvApI/AAAAAAAAAPc/K1pbMDHu2lw/s200/turma+do+city+tour.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314991538968658578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ScKkoxE8rAI/AAAAAAAAAPU/MKSFUuMSd0U/s1600-h/DSC01643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ScKkoxE8rAI/AAAAAAAAAPU/MKSFUuMSd0U/s200/DSC01643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314991530526419970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ScKkonxjUrI/AAAAAAAAAPM/4AgauEqMXmc/s1600-h/DSC01644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ScKkonxjUrI/AAAAAAAAAPM/4AgauEqMXmc/s200/DSC01644.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314991528029147826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ScKkoC4Ha0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/zWT47_y4EbU/s1600-h/a+turma+da+estrada+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ScKkoC4Ha0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/zWT47_y4EbU/s200/a+turma+da+estrada+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314991518124567362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ScKknhi64FI/AAAAAAAAAO8/SNDY1OeoIWY/s1600-h/turma+do+city+tour05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ScKknhi64FI/AAAAAAAAAO8/SNDY1OeoIWY/s200/turma+do+city+tour05.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314991509177294930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pedalar durante a noite é muito bom em todos os sentidos. Nada de raios solares, nada de trânsito congestionado, nada de poluição. Características que só tornam os passeios mais seguros. A possibilidade de assaltos aos grupos de ciclistas é muito remota.&lt;br /&gt;Para quem quer adquirir habilidades e desenvolver sua técnica na condução da bike pelas ruas da cidade, nada melhor que praticar o ciclismo noturno em grupo. &lt;br /&gt;Pedaladas em grupo desenvolvem nossas melhores virtudes como, tolerância, gentileza e solidariedade.  O ideal num passeio em grupo é que os ciclistas estejam unidos em um propósito,  que suas atitudes ao pedalar sejam simpáticas e educadas. Prevalecendo o respeito tanto pelas pessoas que caminham nas ruas como pelas que trafegam nos carros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-3625219765515053783?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/3625219765515053783/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=3625219765515053783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/3625219765515053783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/3625219765515053783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/03/bike-tour-belem.html' title='Bike Tour Belém'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/ScKneG_tvLI/AAAAAAAAAPk/nIKvPAbu85Y/s72-c/turma+do+city+tour03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-2158259289623025909</id><published>2009-01-30T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:38:58.309-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social'/><title type='text'>Menos carros e mais bicicletas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estes ciclistas e suas máquinas maravilhosas se fizeram representados na passeata de abertura do Forum Social Mundial em Belém, com o slogan “por um mundo melhor”. E um mundo melhor passa certamente pela diminuição das emissões de carbono na atmosfera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SgHzm1Rx2NI/AAAAAAAAAWI/9Ws6SsJrzHM/s1600-h/Marcelo+Bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SgHzm1Rx2NI/AAAAAAAAAWI/9Ws6SsJrzHM/s200/Marcelo+Bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332811282245605586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SgHzkiAsfqI/AAAAAAAAAWA/TTk4VrGhcKA/s1600-h/DSC02471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SgHzkiAsfqI/AAAAAAAAAWA/TTk4VrGhcKA/s200/DSC02471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332811242713939618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SgHzkal-StI/AAAAAAAAAV4/b_uFTAIW6Fg/s1600-h/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SgHzkal-StI/AAAAAAAAAV4/b_uFTAIW6Fg/s200/010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332811240722811602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SgHzkME05aI/AAAAAAAAAVw/N4daD9Nzq_k/s1600-h/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SgHzkME05aI/AAAAAAAAAVw/N4daD9Nzq_k/s200/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332811236825687458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É, o mundo ficou mais preocupado com o futuro da vida no planeta, muito mais pessoas vêem agora a bicicleta com mais simpatia, um veículo politicamente correto que não polui e não causa congestionamento.&lt;br /&gt;Mas para que o mundo mude, as pessoas precisam mudar primeiro, mudar de atitude, mudar de hábitos, mudar de opinião.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYNf9kBnTWI/AAAAAAAAAN0/tKIqw1_5oP4/s1600-h/_fsm+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYNf9kBnTWI/AAAAAAAAAN0/tKIqw1_5oP4/s200/_fsm+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297183097964940642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYNf9SdqMmI/AAAAAAAAANs/Gc8dJeYU97E/s1600-h/_fsm+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYNf9SdqMmI/AAAAAAAAANs/Gc8dJeYU97E/s200/_fsm+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297183093250732642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYNf9aZRv1I/AAAAAAAAANk/9uMUWT_DjYY/s1600-h/DSC02476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYNf9aZRv1I/AAAAAAAAANk/9uMUWT_DjYY/s200/DSC02476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297183095379836754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ciclistas unidos, vamos difundir o uso responsável e saudável da magrela, em todos os sentidos, dos benefícios para o indivíduo e para a coletividade. Nossas sementes estão sendo lançadas em todas as direções. Lutamos para que em breve surjam as campanhas do tipo: O MINISTÉRIO DA SAÚDE ADVERTE, PEDALAR FAZ BEM AO MUNDO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-2158259289623025909?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/2158259289623025909/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=2158259289623025909&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/2158259289623025909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/2158259289623025909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/01/menos-carros-e-mais-bicicletas.html' title='Menos carros e mais bicicletas!!'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SgHzm1Rx2NI/AAAAAAAAAWI/9Ws6SsJrzHM/s72-c/Marcelo+Bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-4130316529314976873</id><published>2009-01-25T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T06:05:51.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passeios do Lago</title><content type='html'>Curtir as manhãs de domingo sobre uma bicicleta já é uma ótima idéia, melhor ainda se o percurso for um caminho tranquilo, sem grande trafego de veículos motorizados, com variações de terreno e rodeado de muito verde. Assim é a Reserva Ambiental do Utinga, conhecida como a estrada do Lago Utinga, reserva hídrica que abastece a cidade de Belém. Localizada no bairro do Curió Utinga, distante um pouco mais de 5 quilômetros do centro, deparamos com uma verdadeira mata, entre meadas de trilhas de terra e cercada por igarapés de águas límpidas. É um privilégio viver assim tão perto de um parque desses, para praticar exercícios físicos, correr, andar de bicicleta, fazer trilhas ou simplesmente caminhar com a família, relaxar na beira do lago, respirar o ar puro, ouvir o silêncio. Então, tá estressado? Vai passear no lago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYHMEYj5L7I/AAAAAAAAANY/xvBvCR0vIUo/s1600-h/DSC02416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYHMEYj5L7I/AAAAAAAAANY/xvBvCR0vIUo/s320/DSC02416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296739012448956338" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYHMEL-oU8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/UWtu4iYfFjY/s1600-h/DSC02419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYHMEL-oU8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/UWtu4iYfFjY/s320/DSC02419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296739009071436738" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYHMEEoiMfI/AAAAAAAAANI/ro4gZHsjlN4/s1600-h/DSC02417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYHMEEoiMfI/AAAAAAAAANI/ro4gZHsjlN4/s320/DSC02417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296739007099711986" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=Gg4UsyI1iF4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-4130316529314976873?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/4130316529314976873/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=4130316529314976873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4130316529314976873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4130316529314976873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/01/passeios-do-lago.html' title='Passeios do Lago'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYHMEYj5L7I/AAAAAAAAANY/xvBvCR0vIUo/s72-c/DSC02416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-8811596349475042429</id><published>2008-12-28T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:39:42.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz pedaladas em 2009</title><content type='html'>Que os caminhões, vans e ônibus não passem tão perto de nós e que os taxis dêem passagem, que tenham menos carros nas ruas e nas estradas, que as ciclovias se multipliquem, que os motoristas sejam mais gentis, que mais pessoas abandonem o vício de dirigir, que o ciclismo seja reconhecido como o melhor transporte urbano, que nos cruzamentos encontremos sempre os sinais verdes. &lt;br /&gt;E que cada vez mais, homens, mulheres e crianças sintam o prazer de pedalar, para que as cidades sejam mais amigas das bicicletas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYDIiShD_0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/i0m9pOsQNFA/s1600-h/512_bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYDIiShD_0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/i0m9pOsQNFA/s320/512_bike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296453653199322946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-8811596349475042429?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/8811596349475042429/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=8811596349475042429&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/8811596349475042429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/8811596349475042429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-pedaladas-em-2009.html' title='Feliz pedaladas em 2009'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYDIiShD_0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/i0m9pOsQNFA/s72-c/512_bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-343106108006881262</id><published>2008-11-20T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:23:54.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Civismo sobre pedais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYCrMcnBfwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/IfcV6LGMR5I/s1600-h/DSC00838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYCrMcnBfwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/IfcV6LGMR5I/s200/DSC00838.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296421392114351874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYCrMJS8VFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-BxxLTXra3M/s1600-h/DSC00830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYCrMJS8VFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-BxxLTXra3M/s200/DSC00830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296421386929853522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYCtt4nLVmI/AAAAAAAAAMY/d2dkUvjMVKE/s1600-h/_DSC00829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYCtt4nLVmI/AAAAAAAAAMY/d2dkUvjMVKE/s200/_DSC00829.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296424165590128226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYCsszFb4uI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/hae737tv4QI/s1600-h/DSC00846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYCsszFb4uI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/hae737tv4QI/s200/DSC00846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296423047414932194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia 15 de novembro, é dia de praticar o civismo, saímos cedo de casa para escolher os nossos representantes.  Só que resolvemos esticar o caminho até as urnas. Formamos um grupo de 5 ciclistas, sob o comando do nosso mecânico perito, Paulo Castro. Saímos do centro da cidade pela rodovia da Base Naval em direção ao distrito de Icoarací, seguindo ás margens da Bahia do Guajará. Depois da devida reposição de energia, partimos para a ilha de Outeiro, via barquinho motorizado típico de nossa região, o vulgo “Pô-pô-pô”. Na viagem logo percebemos, pela carga do barco, que a bicicleta é o principal meio de transporte da ilha que é cercada de praias e altos barrancos. No final dos quase 70 km percorridos, percebendo que nossos administradores não pensaram nas vias de trafego para ciclistas, partimos para as urnas, finalmente cumprindo nosso dever cívico. Afinal de contas ciclista também vota.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-343106108006881262?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/343106108006881262/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=343106108006881262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/343106108006881262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/343106108006881262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2009/01/civismo-sobre-pedais.html' title='Civismo sobre pedais'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYCrMcnBfwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/IfcV6LGMR5I/s72-c/DSC00838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-787468461548868257</id><published>2008-11-12T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T14:40:34.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodas literária</title><content type='html'>Na verdade ficamos procurando atividades pra fazer nos finais de semana, enquanto pedalamos pelo centro da cidade. Foi assim que surgiu a idéia de como se livrar da montanha de livros que tínhamos acumulados em casa, nos últimos 10 anos. Separamos os livros das poeiras e traças, anexamos uns bilhetes, mensagens de incentivo tipo “Leia-me!”. Depois que o arsenal estava pronto, pensamos no roteiro, como saímos bem cedo, escolhemos um trajeto pelas praças e principais pontos turísticos da cidade. Usando uma estratégia de guerrilha, demos início ao nosso atentado cultural. Com ataques rápidos e silenciosos, invadimos as praças e “despachamos “ os livros nos bancos, que pacientemente aguardavam por seus usuários, rotineiros, casuais, uns já conhecidos, outros caras novas, todos vítimas indefesas de nossas “armadilhas de letras”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sbl_l2XAAPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/L_KTioIvfGU/s1600-h/DSC01541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sbl_l2XAAPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/L_KTioIvfGU/s200/DSC01541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312417523684081906" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sbl_lcyjpYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/2qD4fKqPDek/s1600-h/DSC01527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sbl_lcyjpYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/2qD4fKqPDek/s200/DSC01527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312417516820342146" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sbl_lVvnDYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/qL8_-zCeyjw/s1600-h/DSC01521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sbl_lVvnDYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/qL8_-zCeyjw/s200/DSC01521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312417514928934274" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sbl_lawPINI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Azz6QaOW49I/s1600-h/DSC01517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sbl_lawPINI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Azz6QaOW49I/s200/DSC01517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312417516273737938" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sbl_lN518xI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wzXER6tOVto/s1600-h/DSC01515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sbl_lN518xI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wzXER6tOVto/s200/DSC01515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312417512824369938" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-787468461548868257?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/787468461548868257/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=787468461548868257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/787468461548868257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/787468461548868257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2008/11/rodas-literaria.html' title='Rodas literária'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/Sbl_l2XAAPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/L_KTioIvfGU/s72-c/DSC01541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-8655816679265272679</id><published>2008-11-06T06:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T06:51:37.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somos ciclistas desde criancinha</title><content type='html'>A grande maioria dos ciclistas que existem, 99,9% ganharam sua primeira bicicleta na infância e geralmente se integram com a magrela definitivamente, dizem até que, andar de bicicleta é uma coisa que a gente nunca esquece. &lt;br /&gt;Minha primeiríssima magrela eu ganhei ainda na infância, tinha rodinhas laterais, mas que não evitaram as minhas primeiras quedas. &lt;br /&gt;Ainda lembro na minha pré-adolescência, das verdadeiras campanhas que eu promovia para ganhar dos meus pais, uma bicicleta nova e maior. As peças publicitárias eram ótimas e a estratégia de espalhar por todos os cantos da casa, mensagens com a frase “Não esqueça da minha Caloi!” tiveram sucesso, consegui a minha primeira bicicleta grande (na verdade ainda era média).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRMDkLiI_rI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Zv-VoONaf8A/s1600-h/propcaloi70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRMDkLiI_rI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Zv-VoONaf8A/s320/propcaloi70.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265556309432401586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRMDjxDEhhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0j_ZmeOfkik/s1600-h/propcaloi70a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRMDjxDEhhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0j_ZmeOfkik/s320/propcaloi70a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265556302322763282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós humanos ainda bebês, já pedalamos no ar, por instinto eu acho, sacudimos as perninhas, num movimento que aprendemos ainda dentro da barriga para que possamos “nadar” no meio líquido. Ou seja, literalmente, já nascemos pedalando, é só colocar uma bike em baixo e sair pelo mundo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-8655816679265272679?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/8655816679265272679/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=8655816679265272679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/8655816679265272679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/8655816679265272679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2008/11/somos-ciclistas-desde-criancinha_06.html' title='Somos ciclistas desde criancinha'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRMDkLiI_rI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Zv-VoONaf8A/s72-c/propcaloi70.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-5589961152117671775</id><published>2008-10-28T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T10:40:57.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romeiros de asas</title><content type='html'>Uma oportunidade de encontrar gente das mais variadas tribos. Pessoas conscientemente envolvidas, num passeio agradecido, inconscientemente engajadas num projeto de futuro. &lt;br /&gt;O reencontro com velhos amigos, sela o clima de confraternização.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRNDrS_-64I/AAAAAAAAAKo/oPflHgWkUR0/s1600-h/DSC00748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRNDrS_-64I/AAAAAAAAAKo/oPflHgWkUR0/s200/DSC00748.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265626800439880578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRNDrF_c1iI/AAAAAAAAAKg/zRgACcBczUI/s1600-h/DSC00749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRNDrF_c1iI/AAAAAAAAAKg/zRgACcBczUI/s200/DSC00749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265626796947985954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRNC2hihHyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/shTdtjTDAKA/s1600-h/DSC00731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRNC2hihHyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/shTdtjTDAKA/s200/DSC00731.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265625893809757986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRNC19uQbSI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/muyBDlRym9Y/s1600-h/DSC00730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRNC19uQbSI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/muyBDlRym9Y/s200/DSC00730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265625884195319074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRNC1gDz2FI/AAAAAAAAAKI/m8zgGZkPN4U/s1600-h/DSC00729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRNC1gDz2FI/AAAAAAAAAKI/m8zgGZkPN4U/s200/DSC00729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265625876232656978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ciclo-romaria que acontece no mês de outubro em Belém é uma das maiores concentrações de bicicletas que eu já presenciei. Ali estavam reunidos, o veículo da família, a paixão pelo esporte, o momento de laser, o transporte diário, o ganha pão, o inseparável brinquedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saída da Basílica é um pouco tarde, ás 8 horas o sol já maltrata, mas o entusiasmo é refrescante.&lt;br /&gt;Seguimos pela cidade celebrando o direito de pedalar. Invadindo as ruas que param pra ver e aplaudir. Estas mesmas ruas hostis, que diariamente, inevitavelmente,  são desafiadas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-5589961152117671775?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/5589961152117671775/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=5589961152117671775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/5589961152117671775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/5589961152117671775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2008/10/romeiros-de-asas.html' title='Romeiros de asas'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRNDrS_-64I/AAAAAAAAAKo/oPflHgWkUR0/s72-c/DSC00748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-7974141085333405210</id><published>2008-10-22T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T10:47:33.150-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revoada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alvorada'/><title type='text'>Alvorada central</title><content type='html'>Um dos passeios mais frequentes que fazemos é o matinal. Quase que diariamente, saímos bem cedinho, antes das 6, com o pretexto de ir comprar o pão e aproveitar os momento de calmaria nas ruas do centro de Belém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta content="20081022;11444688" name="CHANGED"&gt;&lt;style&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SP9A6ZM9FpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eF3ATDgqBCE/s1600-h/DSC00236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259994261733840530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SP9A6ZM9FpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eF3ATDgqBCE/s200/DSC00236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O Colégio Gentil Bitencourt é um dos vários prédios históricos da Avenida Nazaré que tem suas belezas escondidas na agitação da cidade. Mão no freio e pé no chão, momento ideal de contemplação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SP9A7QdcePI/AAAAAAAAAFg/v2vT50cXCFk/s1600-h/DSC00423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259994276566956274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SP9A7QdcePI/AAAAAAAAAFg/v2vT50cXCFk/s200/DSC00423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Na Almirante Braz, pisamos forte no pedal dentro do túnel das mangueiras, as luzes da cidade se apagam dando vez os primeiros raios de sol. No mais verde dos shoppings, ninguém vende e ninguém compra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SP9DOjfImJI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ljuEwblGdK0/s1600-h/DSC00424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259996807115085970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SP9DOjfImJI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ljuEwblGdK0/s200/DSC00424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Os carros ainda dormem sob as mangueiras da Serzedêlo Correa, uma das mais agitadas ruas do centro, via que liga a República com a Batista, nesta hora serve de espaço para ciclistas, corredores e caminhantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SP9A8NT50SI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vtrl2TtyrSM/s1600-h/DSC00425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259994292901499170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SP9A8NT50SI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vtrl2TtyrSM/s200/DSC00425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nas calçadas da Batista Campos, grande encontros de malhadores, bate-papo com água-de-coco. As 6:30h, já dá pra sentir o cheirinho do pão quentinho. Uma ultima volta na Praça, antes de voltar pra casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" equiv="CONTENT-TYPE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta content="BrOffice.org 2.1  (Win32)" name="GENERATOR"&gt;&lt;meta content="Lupa Jacob" name="AUTHOR"&gt;&lt;meta content="20081022;9465675" name="CREATED"&gt;&lt;meta content="Lupa Jacob" name="CHANGEDBY"&gt;&lt;meta content="20081022;11444688" name="CHANGED"&gt;&lt;style&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fdae66b80708793f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfdae66b80708793f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331445342%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15C7677B8EC3A94CFDCEE58AAC98D9EB35C2E944.8578E4C9C7743725FA42716790ED2D7EF2068EE4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfdae66b80708793f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTirC15CrdbhDAaO1-Jy7U5nZ5ro&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfdae66b80708793f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331445342%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15C7677B8EC3A94CFDCEE58AAC98D9EB35C2E944.8578E4C9C7743725FA42716790ED2D7EF2068EE4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfdae66b80708793f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTirC15CrdbhDAaO1-Jy7U5nZ5ro&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No antigo largo de Nazaré, enquanto o sol nasce, os periquitos fazem suas reverencias em revoadas barulhenta, grandes grupos dos pequenos verdinhos, tomam várias direções e se espalham pelas arvores da cidade. (ver o vídeo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-7974141085333405210?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fdae66b80708793f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/7974141085333405210/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=7974141085333405210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/7974141085333405210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/7974141085333405210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2008/10/alvorada-central.html' title='Alvorada central'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SP9A6ZM9FpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eF3ATDgqBCE/s72-c/DSC00236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-4965312590995605661</id><published>2008-10-07T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:54:59.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O perito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYCxExosjsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Y2jDBUcMeks/s1600-h/DSC00703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYCxExosjsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Y2jDBUcMeks/s200/DSC00703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296427857389326018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só depois de passar mais de um ano rodando Belém, de oficina em oficina, tentando achar um serviço de mecânica, que tivesse qualidade, assim meio que sem querer, encontrei um grande especialista em manutenção e montagem de bicicletas, das mais sofisticadas até as mais simples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRQjA7k4p_I/AAAAAAAAALI/cDv5iIly0-E/s1600-h/DSC00701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRQjA7k4p_I/AAAAAAAAALI/cDv5iIly0-E/s200/DSC00701.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265872363202324466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manutenção é um item que tem prioridade alta, um ciclista deve conhecer muito bem a sua bike para não ocorrem “discórdias” entre veículo e condutor, se sentir seguro e pedalar com confiança. Mas pra isso, é necessário encontrar um mecânico profissional. Um especialista que cuide bem de sua magrela, que tenha conhecimento técnico sobre cada componente, com um serviço de alta qualidade, que oriente e que seja honesto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paulo Castro é o nome do cara, fica na 9 de janeiro entre José Malcher e João Balbi, 837 – Loja 2, não tem empregados na sua oficina, ele é o responsável por tudo. Cheguei assim meio desconfiado, achando que se tratava de mais um mecânico comum, mas logo percebi pela conversa que se tratava de um profissional diferente. &lt;br /&gt;Hoje nossas bikes são 100% melhores graças os serviços deste expert. Ele monta e regula uma bicicleta como se afinasse um instrumento musical. &lt;br /&gt;Vai lá e confirma!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-4965312590995605661?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/4965312590995605661/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=4965312590995605661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4965312590995605661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/4965312590995605661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-perito.html' title='O perito'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYCxExosjsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Y2jDBUcMeks/s72-c/DSC00703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-5514197970379214858</id><published>2008-09-17T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:31:06.487-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saúde'/><title type='text'>Olho vivo, cabeça fria e coração quente.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRQm7Eb0nOI/AAAAAAAAALY/XkY6XluN-pY/s1600-h/bike_campanha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRQm7Eb0nOI/AAAAAAAAALY/XkY6XluN-pY/s200/bike_campanha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265876660547525858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois que voltei a pedalar, pude avaliar de forma mais consciente os benefícios do ciclismo, não só para a saúde, como também para o bolso. Não uso mais o transporte coletivo para ir ao trabalho, pedalando economizo 120 reais por mês, somando em um ano mais de 1.400 reais .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;Também economizo o ar que respiramos, não poluindo, poupo o planeta pra todos nós. Isso é o que chamam de responsabilidade social.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;Com a aquisição da magrela, encontrei uma atividade ao mesmo tempo barata, saudável e muito prazerosa. Recomendo e convido. Compre uma bicicleta, chame seus amigos, parentes e vizinhos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;Mas se você quer ser realmente responsável, tenha bom senso, seja prudente e use equipamentos de segurança.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-5514197970379214858?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/5514197970379214858/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=5514197970379214858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/5514197970379214858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/5514197970379214858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2008/10/olho-vivo-cabea-fria-e-corao-quente.html' title='Olho vivo, cabeça fria e coração quente.'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SRQm7Eb0nOI/AAAAAAAAALY/XkY6XluN-pY/s72-c/bike_campanha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-2949074850504538796</id><published>2008-08-29T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T05:35:47.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O incentivador</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYGwnJhzpBI/AAAAAAAAANA/U5v0rq9wwbE/s1600-h/DSC00710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYGwnJhzpBI/AAAAAAAAANA/U5v0rq9wwbE/s320/DSC00710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296708823383516178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse cara, Kleber Roberto, parente e amigo da família, ciclista das antigas, foi quem mais me influenciou a comprar uma bike, agora depois de velho. Chegava na minha casa de noite, pedalando faceiro, relatando suas pedaladas. Confesso que demorei a tomar a decisão, mas sei hoje que foi uma das melhores que eu já tive.&lt;br /&gt;Me empolguei e comprei logo duas, uma minha e outra da minha mulher é claro, nossa filha maior Mellina também resolveu pedalar. Então logo formamos um grupo. Bicicleta é assim, une pessoas, da prazer e é saudável.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado velho lobo dos pedais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-2949074850504538796?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/2949074850504538796/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=2949074850504538796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/2949074850504538796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/2949074850504538796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2008/08/o-incentivador.html' title='O incentivador'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SYGwnJhzpBI/AAAAAAAAANA/U5v0rq9wwbE/s72-c/DSC00710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3474087685700902807.post-2892697689491103147</id><published>2008-06-10T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T05:37:10.041-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estrada'/><title type='text'>Rota Joanes - Ilha do Marajó</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPmEIHsu5II/AAAAAAAAAEw/cVZqVKUHJIg/s1600-h/MarajÃ³+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258379314972255362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPmEIHsu5II/AAAAAAAAAEw/cVZqVKUHJIg/s320/Maraj%C3%B3+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parada para um refresco no igarapé de água cristalina que corta a estrada no Km 5. É importante estar hidratado para concluir bem o trajeto de 20 km, o sol forte aliado ao vento da ilha ressecam o couro rapidinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPmEIm6VLpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/tXaD7nyNjeE/s1600-h/MarajÃ³+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258379323350789778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPmEIm6VLpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/tXaD7nyNjeE/s320/Maraj%C3%B3+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jô e seu fiel camelo de patas redondas, totalmente segura, ao completar os primeiros 12 Km. Estrada lisinha, bem sinalizada, nos momentos de calma, o barulho do silêncio impera, a paz que sentimos é impressionante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPmEI8llNXI/AAAAAAAAAFA/oNIQ0r2oc6I/s1600-h/MarajÃ³+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258379329169339762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPmEI8llNXI/AAAAAAAAAFA/oNIQ0r2oc6I/s320/Maraj%C3%B3+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janela dos ventos aberta para o Atlântico, na Ponta do Farol em Joanes. O único lugar que conseguíamos sinal de celular. É nessas horas que você se sente numa ilha. O difícil é sentir vontade de voltar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pedalar com segurança. Uma atitude saudável. Asas de Rodas.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3474087685700902807-2892697689491103147?l=asasderodas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/feeds/2892697689491103147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3474087685700902807&amp;postID=2892697689491103147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/2892697689491103147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3474087685700902807/posts/default/2892697689491103147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasderodas.blogspot.com/2008/10/rota-joanes-ilha-do-maraj.html' title='Rota Joanes - Ilha do Marajó'/><author><name>Lupa Jacob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPdVTHnH0QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kzy4ZnfJ4v0/S220/DSC_3264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJwnQd7HkP8/SPmEIHsu5II/AAAAAAAAAEw/cVZqVKUHJIg/s72-c/Maraj%C3%B3+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
