tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1988438332375751222024-03-01T18:06:51.833-07:00The Bike NaziTireless advocate for the most efficient form of <br>human transportation ever devised - bicycles!Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.comBlogger1153125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-77168830500857782692022-04-25T08:37:00.003-06:002022-04-25T08:38:07.420-06:00200,000 Bicycle Miles<p><br />In 1986, I was a working-class guy, six years into marriage to a wonderful bride, and with two young kids - another on the way. We lived on the (Boise) Bench. Up 'til '85, I worked just a couple blocks from home. I walked to work - quite often I even walked home for lunch. But then I changed jobs - the new destination was downtown. With one car between us, suddenly we were competing for the wheels. Occasionally I drove to work; more often I took the bus, or Robin dropped me off and kept the car.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcHNTk02EgKMkmAdz8l7lvHf8oki2Qdv0HmfejpzFojCz9Mhrkha8STm1HnYZz5O_LNde_peUkBUSMydf2dkqNxaqaSwags_nX2ejURNQSuDMHkEoJ68ERWe_-PwapkmYPhL20QEtCLGpPNa68Y7I38avV_bYgKpAQgq4hkgXFldiB_jWf_umaBzgo/s1081/Mile%20200K.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1081" data-original-width="291" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcHNTk02EgKMkmAdz8l7lvHf8oki2Qdv0HmfejpzFojCz9Mhrkha8STm1HnYZz5O_LNde_peUkBUSMydf2dkqNxaqaSwags_nX2ejURNQSuDMHkEoJ68ERWe_-PwapkmYPhL20QEtCLGpPNa68Y7I38avV_bYgKpAQgq4hkgXFldiB_jWf_umaBzgo/s320/Mile%20200K.jpg" width="86" /></a></div>Betty, a friend at the office, rode a bicycle... and she lived twice as far away as me! Betty was always cheerful and energetic... and was an enthusiastic proponent of bicycles-as-transportation. Her steed was a pretty red Gitane road bike; she had a choice parking spot in the back hallway. (That was another thing about driving to work... sitting in traffic, finding a parking spot, etc., etc.) Betty really put me to thinkin'.<p></p><p>I'd ridden bikes - a lot! - as a kid. And we inherited his-n-hers Schwinn "ten speeds" from my parents, who no longer used them. But I wasn't excited about fixing up that old rusty Schwinn; I decided I needed a new bike as incentive. I announced my plans to Robin. She was skeptical about my bicycling to work, and was confident I was just negotiating for some "new toy money" from our very limited budget. But I forged ahead... ultimately deciding on something that was new-fangled in '86 - a MOUNTAIN BIKE. Nobody was sure whether they'd catch on.</p><p>But - it caught on with me! That's what matters. That bicycle became my primary mode of transportation. Riding up "Mount Protest Road" seemed like a daunting task at the time! But I got to coast down in the morning, and the rest of my route was pretty flat.</p><p>I immediately started appreciating the benefits - no traffic headaches... no parking headaches... no pumping gas! But as the days got longer and the weather nicer, my route started varying (at least in the afternoon, when I wasn't pressed for time). Bicycling proved itself as recreation and exercise, besides transportation.</p><p>In 1986, I ended up riding 2195 miles. (I spent $80 or so extra for another new-on-the-market gizmo - a Cateye bike computer. Being a numbers geek, and being somewhat motivated by that distance, it was money well spent.) 1986 was the last year I bicycled less than 4000 miles, as the bike became my primary transportation. (I still occasionally rode the bus, or a motorcycle, or caught a ride, but 95% of my commuting was on the bike - year 'round.)</p><p>The last day I drove a car to work was in September, 1997. I retired in 2019 - twenty-one years later, and exactly one year before the pandemic.</p><p>On September 6, 2004, I hit 100,000 cumulative bicycle miles.</p><p>Today - April 23, 2022 - I hit 200,000 cumulative bicycle miles. It doesn't seem as momentous. I s'pose it's like birthdays - after enough of 'em they lose a bit of luster. Bike miles are bike miles.</p><p>I still average about 350 bicycle days per year. I still ride about 5000 miles per year, and have no intention of letting up. 300K seems pretty unlikely, but I'd like to shoot for 250,000 miles, 9 or 10 years from now. (My friend David Williams mentioned that the moon is about 238,000 miles away. Hmmm....) Back during the employment years, probably 2/3 of my miles were transportation, 1/3 pleasure/exercise/recreation. Those numbers are reversed now... the majority of my miles are just because I love to ride! The best rides these days, are rides with my grandkids. (Oh, and 2022 Steve is considerably slower than 1986 Steve, despite all that "training"!!)</p><p>The number of HOURS spent riding over 36 years? That is a sobering thought! But consider how many hours a lot of people are sitting in traffic over the course of a year. Consider how many gas station fill-ups I've skipped. And - most of that bicycle time is combined transportation/recreation/exercise! Win-win-win!</p><p>NOTE: This is a BICYCLE - you know, the kind you pedal, not the kind that you just sit on and a motor does the work. Most of the satisfaction of this accomplishment is the result of the physical effort that was involved!</p><p>There IS a down-side. There's some effort involved (if you consider that a "down-side"). Cold and wet weather... really HOT weather... and slippery road conditions... wind... an unpleasant encounter with another roadway user, can take the gilt off the lily. Probably a half-dozen times I got home from work... took my shoes off... and poured rainwater out of 'em. I've had a few crashes - some painful! - fortunately never involving a serious injury. But the wonderful days far outnumber the marginal days.</p><p>One thought that gives me comfort: Lots of old geezers get to a certain age, and their kids intervene and take the car keys. For me, that won't be too painful. (Now if they lock my bike up and hide the key... THAT might be a problem!)</p><p>If you are thinking about riding a bike to work - START TODAY!</p><p>(Also posted on the facebook, 4/24)</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihZro7skWVLwwJouYe9y2f8Ki-ShJOkFz9xsMUcxa6NmKh5pq3QkPB6Cvv1lsaSfm5xywMzJHIsF5uADGr45HC3Y35nUp3GZcCFVZGsZhvQOUJGJmCz3XY5rxUORhtcV_koKdO4iFykDfIa1JeqSWeHHrxBwoGaivIUy7lnzO0KMkX7PTd6sQbh-DJ/s1500/2204Bicycle200KDay1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="948" data-original-width="1500" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihZro7skWVLwwJouYe9y2f8Ki-ShJOkFz9xsMUcxa6NmKh5pq3QkPB6Cvv1lsaSfm5xywMzJHIsF5uADGr45HC3Y35nUp3GZcCFVZGsZhvQOUJGJmCz3XY5rxUORhtcV_koKdO4iFykDfIa1JeqSWeHHrxBwoGaivIUy7lnzO0KMkX7PTd6sQbh-DJ/w400-h253/2204Bicycle200KDay1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifr5_65vldUOQFh_OfjEoruH7aqyj7r8hvlHnWR19exVuM1I50o9UTS8L1EAqIA463lihwCQK_qBiBchWaggdezv_142jSZxuZN_MiKrUbrFlXkUj1nDsnJB-1getEhfh2fAXHUpqAh0mhIWgamW43atTSR_IJrHm7ddJ8KvXPx9LSikdWbr1EAH9m/s1200/2204Bicycle200KDay4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="872" data-original-width="1200" height="291" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifr5_65vldUOQFh_OfjEoruH7aqyj7r8hvlHnWR19exVuM1I50o9UTS8L1EAqIA463lihwCQK_qBiBchWaggdezv_142jSZxuZN_MiKrUbrFlXkUj1nDsnJB-1getEhfh2fAXHUpqAh0mhIWgamW43atTSR_IJrHm7ddJ8KvXPx9LSikdWbr1EAH9m/w400-h291/2204Bicycle200KDay4.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiE8ln8ukvOYDvycaBUbbEKZxFjXVS-KsqyA2G-Ot8VyyWK-lfsMarTKpk2mPRloio9ORMXTKgg-a0uufGL95CENxOSsQL-X7V9-NugouoMT_kX3KNtKg-O3fT-2eEpAfoTIcy7tUsnE-PE_QBn_FnVSmhlRbbBBx2pDzXDZGEjQ8zjFqsBuz9i4LI/s1200/2204Bicycle200KDay5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="979" data-original-width="1200" height="326" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiE8ln8ukvOYDvycaBUbbEKZxFjXVS-KsqyA2G-Ot8VyyWK-lfsMarTKpk2mPRloio9ORMXTKgg-a0uufGL95CENxOSsQL-X7V9-NugouoMT_kX3KNtKg-O3fT-2eEpAfoTIcy7tUsnE-PE_QBn_FnVSmhlRbbBBx2pDzXDZGEjQ8zjFqsBuz9i4LI/w400-h326/2204Bicycle200KDay5.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTO552dTnewxUVPYkeKHRRDjPnFTzyqjgzh0_TuH-ZHa65rVpgvMPTexfyE1bt3fjAIVTEFO4VWbDX0kcM3-Azwojtj9iVvCcRp0n7xd-3cLCdvxMMgfPUtstOzVoEWKW5Zkr3GJN8CKN5z0gzki2kIvk1ySNGUXaVULiTTOw91cuPEVoJJym6Bekp/s682/2204Bicycle200KDay6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="682" data-original-width="488" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTO552dTnewxUVPYkeKHRRDjPnFTzyqjgzh0_TuH-ZHa65rVpgvMPTexfyE1bt3fjAIVTEFO4VWbDX0kcM3-Azwojtj9iVvCcRp0n7xd-3cLCdvxMMgfPUtstOzVoEWKW5Zkr3GJN8CKN5z0gzki2kIvk1ySNGUXaVULiTTOw91cuPEVoJJym6Bekp/w286-h400/2204Bicycle200KDay6.jpg" width="286" /></a></div>Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-27006471710044688352022-02-26T17:13:00.002-07:002022-02-28T18:31:56.910-07:00BOXES for day trippin'For a couple years, I've dreamed of fabricating a couple boxes that would hang on the sides of my front rack. The only reason I never got around to it - lack of hardware to connect 'em to the rack.<div><br /></div><div>The rack is a Surly "8 Pack" rack. It's come in handy on numerous occasions - just right for a load that's too big to lug in my hands, but not so big I need to trailer it. And - I already have a box that attaches on top of the rack. I'll probably use these boxes more often, because I can mount 'em in 1 minute.</div><div><br /></div><div>The boxes are "30 caliber ammo boxes" from Harbor Freight. The regular price is $6 per, but they frequently go on sale for around $4.</div><div><br /></div><div>I spent two years trying to find some specialty plastic hooks, that would attach to the boxes, and then hook over the 10mm tubing of the rack. (You'd think there would be something - after all, there are various panniers, etc., designed for such racks. But I never found something designed specifically for that size tubing.) I finally settled on some metal "wall mounted hook fasteners for ceramic tile display." They were just a bit too big - could've set myself up for some persistent rattling... but that was before I used some old inner tube material over them, for padding between hooks and rack.</div><div><br /></div><div>I also found some nice little nylon hooks that I put on the outside, so I could lash something larger to the tops of the boxes and rack. At some point, those will come in handy.</div><div><br /></div><div>Total investment - north of $10, south of $15. Not bad!</div><div><br /></div><div>I expect these boxes to come in handy for "day trips." I could stash a sammich, granola bars and a couple apples or bananas in one... a lightweight rain jacket and my camera in the other. (Or alternatively, I could load 'em both full of 30-caliber ammo!!)</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgSoN4vxk9kmMKB8JMhMuNwzhEB3-KI4L0vhv7iVB6lAKiSukh_oWTTj59UeQLlkTCo4KgQYWdF6JbrYk3iiwXTf6O0edK0XDTe0IDL4UvWKWGzLPDpNIbhUlGB2MR4jtIfC2bPVYlrIDhj-Vp1x7rL8H0WXk-9UpIJAZnRJOKurmSkuZUnUFIK5FLx=s1080" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1027" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgSoN4vxk9kmMKB8JMhMuNwzhEB3-KI4L0vhv7iVB6lAKiSukh_oWTTj59UeQLlkTCo4KgQYWdF6JbrYk3iiwXTf6O0edK0XDTe0IDL4UvWKWGzLPDpNIbhUlGB2MR4jtIfC2bPVYlrIDhj-Vp1x7rL8H0WXk-9UpIJAZnRJOKurmSkuZUnUFIK5FLx=w380-h400" width="380" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgf-rq2E2Jeey380FtE3QqV37ct_GNajXBevFMN1831YjUCwEogGRvqdnExmGcFfLqrTys8msaL9FUNxQ90TKnqeEiWXfBYrCG-nUJS6X2E9fjHcxl3PtfD17a_TLiotPw5mBW1W8V0a1rft2GfrulyQM7xPzV7BTFArmZu0Yxd3puh0SqPMl2f4BDL=s1440" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1440" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgf-rq2E2Jeey380FtE3QqV37ct_GNajXBevFMN1831YjUCwEogGRvqdnExmGcFfLqrTys8msaL9FUNxQ90TKnqeEiWXfBYrCG-nUJS6X2E9fjHcxl3PtfD17a_TLiotPw5mBW1W8V0a1rft2GfrulyQM7xPzV7BTFArmZu0Yxd3puh0SqPMl2f4BDL=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjyEQRIn587P1HofUVgIByefqr1JXK1tRR_eofnyNmiRHK3nx0dkVSyFR6Jhh_GpktldK1j-6jRZBZUAJaGNYGZiI_r74meRjm3isz9mBFoD5R8npSXh6aelxr6EbB7QZmqhc8_dDS1v8P7S6XFm45TEdI8wyeZSK7qpzTqn5-2Requ1FrwOiySYOGG=s1080" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="630" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjyEQRIn587P1HofUVgIByefqr1JXK1tRR_eofnyNmiRHK3nx0dkVSyFR6Jhh_GpktldK1j-6jRZBZUAJaGNYGZiI_r74meRjm3isz9mBFoD5R8npSXh6aelxr6EbB7QZmqhc8_dDS1v8P7S6XFm45TEdI8wyeZSK7qpzTqn5-2Requ1FrwOiySYOGG=w374-h640" width="374" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Detail of metal hooks:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhX0qfClb-zG1QuZW5HXr6kKrcmEg4Jn0iH7rA5C5zfRBthuxkjjE7LwOUxROrMN80sAWbRSU1wqqZIxdyMwjDyqWFnQT8oqroaIxMlOkmz8XZENgM4vRiCIUk3TonvDbnnt6PmQxKFaqI1F8RgoEGA6Nx2IFUwvTVMLju9xwK4ePtbdrztYtAgLLSm=s529" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="474" data-original-width="529" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhX0qfClb-zG1QuZW5HXr6kKrcmEg4Jn0iH7rA5C5zfRBthuxkjjE7LwOUxROrMN80sAWbRSU1wqqZIxdyMwjDyqWFnQT8oqroaIxMlOkmz8XZENgM4vRiCIUk3TonvDbnnt6PmQxKFaqI1F8RgoEGA6Nx2IFUwvTVMLju9xwK4ePtbdrztYtAgLLSm=w200-h179" width="200" /></a></div>Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-71183986998781777462022-01-10T11:47:00.007-07:002022-01-10T12:17:44.831-07:00Passing of another GREENBELT Pioneer<p><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;">A friend, Crystal, who lives in Grand Junction, CO, brought this to my attention.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Gay Hammer</b> was the original project coordinator for the Boise River Greenbelt. Her obituary calls it "the adventure of her lifetime." Her obituary can be read <a href="https://www.legacy.com/us/obituaries/gjsentinel/name/gay-hammer-obituary?id=32117495" target="_blank">HERE</a>. I wasn't familiar with her name, but I honor and admire her for the work she did. Surely she must've been friends with Bill Onweiller, the city councilman who was one of the visionaries.</span></p><p><span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiWPidlIjzDwC2x7CtlxJk__LIr5zBlJAJVSrqDNXr9TvtDHy6BmlEfW4TcovlSXqn4dBH_qzeZquRHNxuuLV5N98me6ZmO0oXj1cXbdlejVOhBs6JhLQAAXdYdLYXjjGlbWQRABUAVyIE1h9fx-UhOmp5iDth4YxXfothbJckGOld_LnD9vKoYmXO-=s320" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="320" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiWPidlIjzDwC2x7CtlxJk__LIr5zBlJAJVSrqDNXr9TvtDHy6BmlEfW4TcovlSXqn4dBH_qzeZquRHNxuuLV5N98me6ZmO0oXj1cXbdlejVOhBs6JhLQAAXdYdLYXjjGlbWQRABUAVyIE1h9fx-UhOmp5iDth4YxXfothbJckGOld_LnD9vKoYmXO-=w200-h200" width="200" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;">From her obituary: "Gay fondly told the story of the Greenbelt committee's first, harrowing effort to buy land along the river. As they surveyed the area, Gay and her cohort were confronted at gunpoint by an angry landowner, who swore there would never be a greenbelt on his land. Ultimately, that stretch of land became the first part of a 25-mile long pedestrian and bike pathway along the Boise River. Gay was pleased to attend the 50th Anniversary of the Greenbelt project in 2019, and was recognized as one of the founding pioneers..."</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">As a lifelong resident of Boise, and a long-time cyclist, I've been around to observe the entire life history of the Greenbelt. Before there was a Greenbelt, my buddies and I floated down the Boise River on tubes... the shoreline was pretty "dicey" in most places on account of old rusty cars, slabs of concrete and asphalt, scrap metal, 55-gallon drums, and pretty much everything else.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">It's hard to imagine now, at least in the USA, but rivers and streams were once thought of as waste repositories. (Send your detritus on downstream, where somebody else can deal with it...) The land along the river was deemed worthless. People lived on higher ground, and the river bottoms were the home of sawmills, junk yards, gravel pits, slaughterhouses, etc. (Yeah... I'm talking about the Boise River.)</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">Thankfully, Bill Onweiller and Gay Hammer and other like-minded citizens elevated our view, and paved the way (literally!) for the "crown jewel" we now enjoy.</span></p><p>If you are interested, there's quite an interesting "promo video" for the Greenbelt that has somehow survived the years. It's mostly grainy old footage - much of his shot from a helicopter above - showing the Greenbelt route, before there was a Greenbelt. "Today, that [Boise] river meanders through a city of over seventy-five thousand!" (1970 - I was 16 at the time.) Definitely worth watching.</p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmI22Q_Wjvw">1970 Boise River Greenbelt Aerial Video - YouTube</a></p>Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-77984066920751623692022-01-02T20:13:00.004-07:002022-01-02T20:32:31.939-07:00INCREDIBLE bike tire!!!<p>Way back in 2011, I posted about my new favorite bicycle tire... a Vittoria Randonneur. And with good reason! I had logged 4016 miles on a back tire, which was way above average. My typical mileage up until then was usually around 2000 miles. (In addition to the good mileage, I only had two flat tires in all those miles - amazing!)</p><p>That review can be seen <a href="https://bikenazi.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-tires.html" target="_blank">HERE</a>.</p><p>Well... in the last 10 years, the Randonneur has declined in my estimation. Particularly in total miles. I believe they must've modified the construction/compound, because mileage has declined meaningfully. I don't think I've gotten over 3000, maybe 3500 miles, in the past few years. (Still way better than those 15-dollar, 2000-mile tires.)</p><p>Well... I'm here to declare a new champion! Undisputed! After several people recommended it, I finally broke down and laid down some significant cabbage for a <b>Schwalbe Marathon Plus</b> tire. (It replaced a Randonneur that rolled only 2324 miles. Yeah, I keep track of this stuff.)</p><p>I made the switch on April 9th... of last year! Since then I've ridden that Marathon Plus... (drum roll...) <b>7,497 miles</b>! (Rear wheel... my front tires typically last much longer than rear.) And - I haven't patched a flat rear tire since before 4/9/21 - ZERO flats using the Schwalbe. (If you are skeptical, I understand - I would be skeptical if I hadn't experienced it and measured it myself!)</p><p>One clarification... I don't replace a tire after the tread is worn down. Unless I'm embarking on a major adventure, I wait 'til I'm just starting to see little glimpses of the layer underneath the tread. (See that link above, for a photo of what I'm talkin' about.) I'm not seeing any of the Schwalbe "Smart Guard" layer yet... I might have another 10 miles still to go - or 1000.</p><p>(It might be a challenge to replace, when the time comes. After awhile the rubber of the tire seems to "fuse" a little bit, with the rubber of the tube, and you kinda have to peel them apart. But - if I end up replacing a $5 tube at the same time, I can deal with that.)</p><p>I've purchased 3 or 4 more of those tires, when they've gone on sale. I might not have to buy another tire for ten years!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhfSewOm588fbQo0Oi-Hd49jSKplJLRuq-Eg-4YkfXTEwgNtT9YLTrN_23YAa2xzko7rxbjlvRKHJh8g9GJJPmjJOdJJPGuo44P1NxwooyZqTPMpYh_yQKRPHnZAituEVnHHQ1vCMf_DECIoNLAlPk7ld9dbQ8EsaFTzsEAMLEKG07vF-NFY_1Zyz9o=s600" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhfSewOm588fbQo0Oi-Hd49jSKplJLRuq-Eg-4YkfXTEwgNtT9YLTrN_23YAa2xzko7rxbjlvRKHJh8g9GJJPmjJOdJJPGuo44P1NxwooyZqTPMpYh_yQKRPHnZAituEVnHHQ1vCMf_DECIoNLAlPk7ld9dbQ8EsaFTzsEAMLEKG07vF-NFY_1Zyz9o=w400-h400" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-6205293448143661092021-12-31T20:08:00.005-07:002022-01-02T20:23:23.081-07:00End-of-year observations<p>Wow! Can 2021 already be in the rearview? Well, GOOD RIDDANCE!</p><p>I'm happy to report that I hit the 5000-mile mark for the year, just days ago. (I was motivated by the odometer... put the fat, treaded tires on the mountain bike to get some miles in, on the snowy/icy roads I was dealt for the past week or so.) Also significantly, I did it over 319 "riding days." (Went on several out-of-town adventures over the course of the year. Including being away for most of November in New Jersey, attending to the birth of my twin granddaughters, Betsy and Bria.)</p><p>Since I retired (March 2019), I've gravitated to more riding on our "Crown Jewel," the Boise River Greenbelt. Ironically, it's often not pleasant on beautiful summer days, when it's jammed with "amateurs"... but since I enjoy the luxury of daytime riding, I can go when conditions are ideal. (And I'm blessed to think of a wide range of conditions as acceptable... if it's above 40 degrees and below 100 degrees, and not precipitating or gale-force winds, I'm generally comfortable enough. Those "amateurs" seek shelter when it gets below 65 or above 80... or so it seems.)</p><p>A major trend I've observed... a proliferation of ELECTRIC MOTORCYCLES on the Greenbelt! If it were only old geezers like me, or people who are lugging kids and groceries, I'd say more power to 'em! But there are lots of people who are seemingly young and able-bodied, who are abandoning the benefit of EXERCISE that pedaling a traditional bicycle provides. (A major incentive for me to ride my bicycle is the physical exertion, and the resultant health and emotional benefit.) PEDALING IS HARD! /sarcasm</p><p>I'm happy with the recovery I've experienced, from my 2020 Achilles' tendon injury. My right leg strength isn't back to pre-injury level, but I believe I'm still having incremental improvement... and functionally I'm back to full operation. Heck! I bicycled 5000 miles... motorcycled 5000 miles... climbed lots of hills and ladders and stairs... hiked a few miles. Unassisted!</p><p>May 2022 be a better year. If we can put the little blue paper masks behind us, THAT will be better!</p><p>Sometime in the first 4 or 5 months of 2022, I'll hit the 200,000 mile mark (since I started keeping track, in 1986). If I ride 4800 miles, that's 400 per month. 5200 - 100 miles per week. And of course the numbers with lots of zeros are good milestones. (I don't intend to cut back, but I've slowed down considerably from 30 years ago, and I have the luxury of leaving town on a whim... when I go, often the bike has to stay home.) Que será.</p><p>Be healthy and safe, and KEEP THE SHINY SIDE UP!</p>Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-24216209101804639812021-11-01T17:20:00.002-06:002021-11-01T17:20:33.595-06:00<p><b> Satisfaction ... and Frustration</b></p><p>Ten months into 2021. I'm a survivor - you're a survivor! I'm also about 30 months into retirement... and I can confidently say it's underrated!</p><p>Of course, more than half of those months have been with the Covid-19 shadow looming. But even that is only a minor quibble for me, since as my T-shirt says, "I WAS SOCIALLY-DISTANT BEFORE IT WAS COOL!" Some family and friends have been impacted much more than me... but none in a serious or permanent way.</p><p><b>Satisfaction?</b></p><p>I'm still <b>bicycling</b> every day that I'm in town. Seriously! For probably the last then years, the only days I've missed have been the out-of-town days when a bicycle wasn't available. (Of course, some of those days it's only a quick ride around the park across the street, or some other "stat ride," to keep the streak going.)</p><p>For a few months I entertained the notion of trying to reach 200,000 cumulative miles on February 22 next year - you know, 2/22/22. (Cool, huh?) It's not going to happen; I'm still a little over 2000 miles away. If we were coming into summer... and if I was going to be in town the whole time... it would be realistic. But over the winter, 200 or 300 miles in a month is pretty good. And... I'm going to be out of town for perhaps two weeks, this month. I s'pose I could do the "Snowbird" thing - head to Arizona and bicycle 25 miles a day for a couple months. Nah... not worth it.</p><p><b>Frustration?</b></p><p>I've grown accustomed to the <b>Facebook</b>. With a slight degree of guilt. I've really enjoyed connecting with old friends and acquaintances from across my entire life! (The main draw was to see if there was information about the Boise High Class of '71 reunion. There was! Unfortunately, the honchos decided to postpone it due to the Pandemic. Ironically, the Class of '70 delayed theirs for a year, as well... they went ahead and did it a month or so ago.) I am (or was) a participating member of the "Boise Bike Lanes" local bicycle advocacy group.</p><p>I feel guilty about Facebook because: 1) it has become increasingly obvious that they are filtering and promoting "information" to slant things to their progressive/liberal viewpoint, and I resent that, and 2) I often waste time just reading the stuff that's presented to me. But I've enjoyed sharing my viewpoint and seeing the viewpoint of others. You don't learn anything if you're just "preaching to the choir," right?</p><p>I'm frustrated because a month or so ago, Facebook "forgot" me! I cleared my browser history, and when I logged back on, I was told that Facebook didn't recognize my device... and that I'd chosen two-factor authentication. (Okay... I'm getting a little technical here... sorry.) The second "factor," after the password, is a random number... that apparently they "text" to me. But my Facebook account doesn't have a "smart phone" (quote/unquote) associated with it... so I have a "Catch-22" situation. The only work-around is to submit a photo ID, which they say they'll confirm, and fix it within 48 hours. Well... I've probably submitted the photo ID a dozen times, and no response so far. My paranoid conclusion is that they don't want me back, because I'm not "woke" to the Party Line. But in any case, I've missed the whole social media experience since mid-September... on the bright side, I've not been spending an hour or so every day "Facebooking." I s'pose I'll keep submitting the ID... maybe someday somebody will get back to me. (There's no email or telephone, to get Facebook support. It seems unfathomable that of their billion-plus users, I'm the only one having trouble getting connected! If you read this and can help me... PLEASE! My email address is 43bikeboy@gmail.com. I just delete spam.)</p><p>Well... enough psychobabble and self-pity. I'm 4500 bicycle miles into the year... expect it to be another 5000-plus mile year, when all is said and done. RIDE ON, friends!</p>Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-101068674109550972021-05-23T20:20:00.000-06:002021-05-23T20:20:14.571-06:00<p>Another rare "Bike Nazi" post. (Apparently I'm content to not blather on quite so much. I said it and I stand by it... no point in re-wording and re-posting. I <i>would</i> like to do some better organizing by topic, etc.)</p><p>Today - May 23, 2021 - is a good day to post, because I hit <b>2000 miles for the year</b>. Yeah, big deal. There are probably 100 other guys and gals IN BOISE who have done the same and more. 2021 is the <b>36th consecutive year</b> I've ridden at least 2000 miles; that might put me in more rarefied company.</p><p>It's conceivable that I could hit 200,000 miles on February 22, 2022. That might be worth a little extra effort...? 200K on 2/22/22. Has a nice ring to it.</p><p>One other thing that's worth reporting on - my <b>Schwalbe Marathon Plus</b> rear tire - size 700/32. It recently occurred to me - hey! I haven't put a new tire on the back, in quite some time. I checked... I installed that tire on April 9th OF LAST YEAR! It now has 4600+ miles on it... looks like it could go for another 1000... and I have not had a single flat tire! Amazing and remarkable! They're spendy - currently going for 50 bucks! - but that might be a price worth paying, for such a trouble-free tire. My previous favorite was the Vittoria Randonneur, at half the price. But each one seemed to go fewer miles than the one before it. $25 for a 2000-mile tire, or $50 for a 5000-mile, zero-flat tire. No brainer! I've got one more on the hook... hopefully it will serve just as well, and in the meantime I can watch for a sale.</p><p>Ride safe, my friends. And take some comfort in the knowledge that you are on what is STILL the most efficient people-mover ever built. (The HUMAN-powered bicycle - that's what I'm talkin' about.)</p>Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-51560554433790811642021-03-18T18:59:00.002-06:002021-03-21T16:28:14.595-06:00<p> Milestone on the Achilles Journey</p><p>No posts in a long time! Not sure anybody has even noticed. (I've been a little more active on the facebook since the pandemic struck; that's been sapping me a little. But I'm going to work harder at it... I've had some notions bouncing around in my head. I may post stuff here AND on the facebook.)</p><p>Update on the Achilles injury...</p><p>- Injury occurred on July 24th</p><p>- It was a month before I sought professional advice</p><p>- X-rays, MRI (my first-ever), scheduling, etc...</p><p>- Surgery to repair it on November 17</p><p>Dr. Kaitlyn Neary told me to wait five weeks before putting a load on it, so I hobbled around in a boot on crutches for awhile... seemed like a LONG while. (Her assistant said, "That seems awfully soon... I'd say 6 to 8 weeks is more realistic." I took her suggestion "under advisement," as they say. It's the <u>doctor's</u> advice that counts, right?)</p><p>On December 22 - five weeks to the day after surgery, I went on a little low-load ride around the neighborhood. Felt a little "ginger," but it felt great to be pedaling again.</p><p>Between then and the end of the year, I clicked 57 miles, in ever-increasing bites... and taking it very easy. No risky routes, riding on ice, etc.</p><p>I went to 3 or 4 physical therapy sessions, where they gave me some useful ideas about exercises, balance routines, etc. (All along, I've figured that cycling would be my primary strength-builder, and I'm more sure of that now, than ever.)</p><p>Well... yesterday was the 4-month anniversary of the surgery.</p><p>Since February 8 - my last follow-up with Dr. Neary - I've been cleared for unlimited activity. I told her I felt really good about my progress. She asked if I could stand on my right foot, and then raise up on tiptoe. NO WAY!! That's HER precision way of assessing full recovery. She said, "It can take six months, or even a year, to build back up to full strength. I'm heading in that direction, and that's good enough for me.</p><p>Today I hit 1000 miles for the year 2021 - right on schedule. (Looking back six or seven years, except for one time I've hit the 1000 in mid-March.) Strength is still on the upswing. I'm focusing on using my right leg for most of the power. The way I figure it, I gave my calf muscle almost five months of vacation - from July 24 to December 22. No wonder it atrophied a little. In February I went on a 25-mile ride; I've been on a 30-mile ride in March. I fully expect to be able to stand on my right tippy-toe... not sure when, but it'll happen.</p><div><br /></div>Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-53693970720623685342020-12-13T21:12:00.001-07:002020-12-13T21:26:48.898-07:00<p>THE TIMES WE LIVE IN!</p><p>I doubt it made much difference to anybody, that I haven't posted anything in 6+ months. I've definitely lost some steam, when it comes to <i>advocating</i>, I must admit. I'm still trying to practice what I <i>very</i> occasionally preach... but it has become very obvious that there are bicycle advocates who are considerably more "zealous" about it, than I am. (I <i>have</i> been occasionally submitting something to the Facebook "Boise Bike Lanes" group.)</p><p>Part of that may be due to how long I've been at it. I've been what I call a "dedicated transportation cyclist" since 1986 - that's 35 years. Things have changed in that time. There are far more striped bike lanes around town. I believe the attitude on the part of both roadway administrators and the general public is more bike-friendly. And the battles that are being waged on behalf of cyclists have also evolved.</p><p>In the late '80s or early '90s, cyclists were a pretty rare sight. The vast majority of trips over the road were in single-occupant vehicle. Since then, there have been developments that have made alternate modes of transportation more attractive. Gas is more expensive. People are far more aware of "climate change"... or at least it's discussed more. The population has aged... and society doesn't seem to put as much value on car transportation as it did a generation or two ago. (Our public transportation in this area has NOT gotten much better, unfortunately. Primarily because of low ridership. But the eternal question... Which comes first - the bus or the passengers?)</p><p>On the other hand, our area has continued to grow by leaps and bounds. There are a lot more people living in the suburbs, with a long daily commute. The roads are wider. Places that used to be open fields and meadows, are now seas of rooftops. (As a life-long resident, that breaks my heart. It's pretty much impossible any more, to leave from my house for a nice "bike ride in the country.") Riding a bike from home in Kuna or Middleton, to a job in Boise, is NEVER going to be a practical choice, for the vast majority of people.</p><p>Nowadays, bicycle advocates are measuring the width of bike lanes, to make sure they are up to code. As I can still remember many a mile on a 1-foot patch between the fog stripe and the weeds, I'm still exulting in ANY bike lane!</p><p>They are demanding "protected" bike lanes. You know... something more than a painted stripe. A curb... or bollards... or separated altogether from the roadway. Imagine! While I totally agree that such an infrastructure would be ideal, and would attract new cyclists (many on their E-bikes, because let's face it... PEDALING IS HARD!), and would make it far more kid-friendly than it is now... there is a price to pay. And the administrators are having a hard time accepting that price. Less roadway width for motorists, who still make up the vast majority. Increased maintenance costs. (A protected lane is going to me more expensive to keep free of snow... or it might just be abandoned in the winter.) Etc., etc. I'll always favor such improvements... but I no longer have the energy or inclination to "die on that mountain," as they say.</p><p>---</p><p>On a personal note... I've had a physical setback.</p><p>July 24th. I was on Bogus Basin Road. Went up there to try to get some sunset photos... you know, with Stack Rock in the foreground. It turned out to be an ill-fated trip. I climbed up a gentle slope, to get a better angle for a photo. Stepping back down... a brief moment of inattention... I stepped on a curb, landed awkwardly on the ball of my foot. My ankle extended in a bad way... foot folded up into my shin. I limped home... since I was able to limp, and didn't feel a sickening snap, crackle, or pop, I figured I'd just stretched things out, and some rehab would bring it back. I "rehabbed" for a month... still couldn't put any weight on the front of my foot, run, stand on tippy-toe. Went to the doctor. It took her 2 minutes to diagnose a ruptured Achilles tendon.</p><p>Long story short... I had surgery to fix it on November 17. Dr. Neary was very happy with how the surgery went, and she says I should regain 100% of function. After 5 weeks... maybe longer.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizAsqATI9y3QGWVuCAsFs7emCCJfXyWKpkAVWcPou8Fn3eZ2zuBVkzJDKdlxxxOqj71WiZXBGiwHFPwPXkqnb5F-bpaiETtnpofvQpwDfihegryqdWbm8DjwfWtEVLQ3pJXyh9b9Pwttw/s1200/FrankenHeel-Dec2020.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizAsqATI9y3QGWVuCAsFs7emCCJfXyWKpkAVWcPou8Fn3eZ2zuBVkzJDKdlxxxOqj71WiZXBGiwHFPwPXkqnb5F-bpaiETtnpofvQpwDfihegryqdWbm8DjwfWtEVLQ3pJXyh9b9Pwttw/w400-h300/FrankenHeel-Dec2020.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p>So - I'm just about 4 weeks into that. (But who's counting? hahaha!) On December 22, I intend to go bicycling!</p><p>(Between July 24 and November 17, I bicycled 1400+ miles... but it was more like work and less like play. At first it was downright painful... by the end it was just drudgery... pedaling for the sake of pedaling. I look forward to feeling the joy again - and soon!)</p><p>I hope y'all are still enjoying quality time in the saddle. Watch for me - I'll be back soon!</p>Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-4192469840126463602020-05-31T16:07:00.004-06:002020-05-31T16:07:57.042-06:00IS YOUR FIGHTER-JET RADAR WORKING?Some SAFETY philosophy for my bicycle and motorcycle-riding friends.<br />
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<b>NOTE: I wrote this a couple days ago and posted it on a couple social-media (bicycle and motorcycle) groups I pertain to. But since then, I've thought about it... and a simple name for all of this, that to me is very meaningful: SITUATIONAL AWARENESS.</b><br />
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Let's talk about modern fighter jets. Built into the pointy nose cone of every one, is a powerful radar. It constantly scans back and forth, up and down, sending out a radar beam. It has two modes - "search" and "track."<br />
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Most of the time, it is "searching." If the beam bounces back, reflecting off another airborne object, a "bogey" (unidentified aircraft - could be friend or foe) has been located, and it goes into "track" mode. The radar beam will "focus" on that object, and the onboard computer will be able to determine its direction and velocity, and hopefully identify the type of object it is, long before it is within the pilot's sight distance.<br />
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It is amazing technology, and has completely changed the nature of combat, in the years since WWII or thereabouts. Generally speaking, the team that is able to identify the enemy target the soonest, and "neutralize" that target, will win the battle.<br />
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The technology has become so advanced, that a fighter pilot can be aware of the position and movement of multiple "targets," all at the same time.<br />
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(Passenger airplanes also benefit from the technology. A midair collision involving a passenger jet is almost unheard of, because onboard radar can detect other flying objects, and sound the alarm if trajectories seem to be converging.)<br />
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Now let's talk about 2-wheeled transportation, and operators of 2-wheeled transportation.<br />
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We don't have the benefit of radar... but wouldn't that be something! (We wouldn't be able to afford it... only the taxpayers can afford those fancy fighter jets!)<br />
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Which means - the operator has to use manual "search" mode to locate other moving objects, and "track" mode to determine the direction of that object's travel, AND engage "collision avoidance" if the trajectories seem to be converging. Most of the time, if you are bicycling or motorcycling, you should be giving a good part of your attention to scanning your airspace, looking for targets. The earlier you identify a "bogey," the more likely you are to win! (This is true whether you're riding a motorcycle or a bicycle... but it's even more important on a motorcycle, because "convergence speeds" can be so much faster!)<br />
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Once you have the "bogey," you focus on it to determine what it is, what direction it is moving, and whether it will pose a hazard. As a rule, I treat ANY moving object that is getting closer to me - no matter how "innocent" it seems - as a potential hazard. The stakes are ever so high! If it's off to one side, I look at the wheels to see if it's moving, and how fast. If it's a vehicle approaching on the highway from the other direction... it could drift into your lane, or make an abrupt and unexpected turn into your path. Your "collision avoidance" should be on high alert.<br />
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Our ground transportation has an advantage over fighter jets - most of the hazards will be on a horizontal plane. We don't have to pay much attention to the sky above, or the ground below (other than being aware of the upcoming surface quality). And - most of the hazards will manifest in the 150 degrees or so in front of us. (Although we need to "check 6" regularly - that's look to the rear. Easier if you have a mirror!)<br />
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The human brain is pretty amazing. IF WE ARE FOCUSED, in almost any circumstance our eye-brain interface will enable us to notice that bogey, and identify it soon after. IF WE ARE FOCUSED, once we are locked on target, we'll be able to track that target on full collision-avoidance alert, until it is no longer a hazard. If evasive measures are necessary, our brain-muscle interface will take over. (The earlier the bogey is identified, the more likely we are to deal with any hazard "gracefully.") It is quite remarkable, when you think about it, how much of that process is "automated," once you have the training and experience necessary to be in top tune, and IF WE ARE FOCUSED. If we are distracted - by a handheld gizmo, or the righteous tunes we're listening to, or the "pretty woman, walkin' down the street," or even by the leaky sink back at home - or if we are impaired in some way, we just might miss that bogey while we still have time to engage the system.<br />
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There are far more "bogeys" in urban environments, than in rural environments. That's why it's such a pleasure to be on a ride down a country road. But on the other hand, some "country bogeys" can appear almost before you can react! I'm thinking of YOU, Mr. Bambi! (Or YOU, driver of that ol' farm truck that's turned onto the highway 1000 times before, because traffic is so light!)<br />
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I get annoyed - and sometimes downright angry - when some other doofus makes me go into full collision-avoidance mode. But at the same time... isn't it mentally rewarding to avoid a collision that would've otherwise been caused by that doofus? (And - isn't it embarrassing to BE that doofus?!! I've been guilty of that, but thankfully it's rare.)<br />
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Well... that seems like a good place to end this stream-of-consciousness. BE SAFE! FOCUS!!
Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-2371383387936595572020-04-15T18:28:00.000-06:002020-04-15T18:37:12.706-06:00190KIn February, 1995, Greg LeMond came to Boise.<br />
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Remember Greg? He was the first-ever American to win the Tour de France... several years before whats-his-name... the disgraced guy. LeMond won three times in his career. I stood in line on a gray winter morning to get an audience with him. I got a photo and we chatted. I told him I'd ridden 50,000 miles. (Cumulative, since I started tracking in 1986.) His jaw dropped... he interpreted that to mean I'd ridden 50k miles in a year! I clarified. He laughed, and gave me a signed poster - one of his moments of glory on the Champs-Élysées, with the Arc de Triomphe in the background. He wrote on it, "To Steve, keep it up another 50,000! -Greg LeMond." It's a prized possession, framed along with our photo together.<br />
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As it turns out, I <i>did</i> keep it up another 50,000. On September 1, 2004, I rode my bicycle to the Statehouse and lofted it high above my head, in a lame imitation of Rocky! Because that was the day I hit 100,000 miles. My office friends were there to celebrate with me.<br />
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In 2004, another 100,000 miles seemed insurmountable. Like climbing to a high peak, and seeing for the first time, the distant, even-higher mountain range. Shades of Lewis & Clark!<br />
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Well... time marches on, and the miles keep rolling underneath me.<br />
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Yesterday, I hit 190,000 miles. Now that tall range is much nearer to the view. I should hit that peak sometime in 2022, based on current annual mileages.<br />
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(This may seem like a silly diversion to many. And I'd still be riding, even if I didn't keep track. However, I'd be lying if I said that "chasing those miles" wasn't a motivation for me. Frosting on the cake. I keep daily track in multiples of 5... you know 10 miles, 15 miles, 20, etc. I put a checkmark next to 15, whether I ride 15.01 miles or 19.99 miles. So if time isn't a factor, I'll almost always be motivated to hit the next higher number. The Missus keeps things in perspective. When I boast, "I've ridden 5000 miles this year!," her reply is "That's nice.")Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-28342436977603857772020-04-07T20:47:00.000-06:002020-04-07T20:47:31.390-06:00Ultimate SDV?I'm really enjoying my choice of SDV (Social Distancing Vehicle) these days!<br />
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(For post-2020 readers, if there be any: As of April, 2020, the entire planet is under quarantine, in an effort to prevent spread of the Covid-19 virus. It is the first plague of the 21st Century... if you don't count terrorism or climate change, I s'pose. We are all advised to wash our hands frequently and try to maintain a distance of at least 6 feet from other people. PERFECT for bike riding... at least the distance part. (There's another recommendation that's plain DUMB... try to keep your group gatherings of less than 10. Futility! If each of those 10 people is a carrier walking away from that gathering, and meets with 9 other people, who in turn each meet with 9 other people... 1000 people infected in 3 "generations"!!) But I digress.)<br />
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Some people see cycling as a social activity. You see groups cycling together. To bring even <u>more</u> sense of togetherness, sometimes these groups ride together in matching costumes! (I wish they'd stay off multi-use paths, when they're riding together FAST in their costumes! They really belong on the street.) I've always been more of a "lone wolf" cyclist. Other than my grandkids, who I ride with from age 1 (when their momma will let them go) until they "age out" at 10 or 11 (WAY too cool to do something lame like bike-ride)... I go maybe 3 times a year, average, with other people. I generally enjoy my rides with others, but that means ORGANIZING... when solo, I can just go!<br />
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Today, I rode about 2 miles with granddaughter Bonnie at the park. (She's 7, and getting comfortable with starting and stopping. She's ready for expanded horizons.) Then I rode downstream on the Greenbelt, to the bridge a couple miles down from Glenwood. Except for a couple pockets of humanity (people who don't understand, and/or don't care, about airborne disease transmission), it was pretty darn easy to maintain that social distance.<br />
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<br />Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-45914477020088056472020-04-07T09:56:00.000-06:002020-04-07T19:13:05.795-06:00"An Inconvenient Pandemic"Talk about bad timing!<br />
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I just got my April <i>Rolling Stone</i> Magazine. It has St. Greta on the cover, and it's all about <b>the Race To Save The Planet - NOW OR NEVER!</b><br />
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Here's a tidbit - a Call to Arms to RS readers, to "protest":<br />
<b>Earth Day Climate Strike</b><br />
"For the 50th anniversary of Earth Day, activist coalition Strike With Us is calling for workers and students to stage walkouts across the U.S., demanding action before it's too late."<br />
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Um... where are workers and students going to walk out of? In the Twilight Zone of April, 2020, workers and students are pretty much holed up at home, awaiting an end to Covid-19! Bad timing!<br />
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But, maybe it will give people more time for getting educated and thoughtful consideration about other matters, like Earth Day and climate change.<br />
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I'm not sure what the Rolling Stone demographic is, but it's obviously aimed at people who will easily become alarmed, and perhaps manipulated. People who will see a photo of a dead whale, and decide they can "walk out" for a day to change the climate... and then go back to business as usual. (Which is pretty much the modus operandi of the Climate Change hand-wringers and pearl-clutchers.)<br />
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Here's some documented history... the very first Earth Day, staged on April 22, 1970, was a result of increasing alarm about the upcoming ICE AGE! More detailed info <a href="https://bikenazi.blogspot.com/2008/04/earth-day-1.html">HERE</a>.<br />
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Why is Earth Day on April 22? That date is Nikolai Lenin's birthday. It's also "the day of Bernadette Devlin's maiden speech before the House of Commons." I have to confess, if I ever knew about Bernadette Devlin, that knowledge has been forgotten. But Lenin's name still rings familiar. No wonder Alexandra is all about Earth Day! (And it suggests that Earth Day is as much about political philosophy, as it is about the environment.)<br />
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I actually feel some pity for young Greta, from Sweden. Here's a teenager, who, like lots of teenagers is concerned about the environment. (And, I admire her, because unlike MOST luminaries of the "environmental movement," she actually seems to walk the talk. Evidently after her 15 minutes of fame at the United Nations, she was concerned enough that she didn't want to fly home to Sweden, and instead took passage on a boat. How often does Al Gore, or John Kerry, or Leonardo DiCaprio, or Jane Fonda, refuse to take the plane?) But, poor Greta is being USED by the Climate Zealots.<br />
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Here's what really chaps me... they are all talk, no action! They are "demanding action before it's too late." What are THEY doing, besides laying down their demands? How does the quote "carbon footprint" unquote of Algore or Alexandria compare with that of Joe Lunchbox?<br />
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Please don't misunderstand. I would like to sincerely thank my fellow Earth Citizens who are trying to live a <a href=http://bikenazi.blogspot.com/2007/02/climate-change-principles.html>low-impact lifestyle</a>. I don't know how much impact you, or any of us, are having on the climate... but regardless, it's good to make an effort to leave our home at least as nice as we found it. I'm confident that the climate is changing, because it has been changing for the entire history of the planet. I have NO IDEA how much our modern lifestyles are impacting the planet, but I know there are a BUNCH of factors that are probably having much more impact, that we have absolutely no control over! (I'm far more confident in our ability to harness the Covid-19 virus, than our ability to control the climate!!! And I'm not willing to go back to a caveman lifestyle, because it MIGHT cool the planet by 1 degree.)<br />
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As for "now or never," for 50 years we've been told that if we don't do something RIGHT NOW, in 10 years it will be too late! SHUT UP!<br />
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(I'm trying to do my part! If you want to compare "carbon footprints," get in touch with me and let's talk!)Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-50016276126414439082020-03-22T08:53:00.000-06:002020-03-22T08:53:07.884-06:00Mountain bike personalization '20The whole civilized world is dealing with a virus outbreak right now. The smart people are limiting unnecessary contact with other people, washing their hands, avoiding crowds, etc. Then there are some who are apparently using their spare bedroom as a toilet paper repository. (It's truly weird! Toilet paper consumption is 1000x what it normally is! If I'd known, I'd a-told my finance guy, "Put all my money in Charmin!")<br />
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One VERY nice thing... so far at least, bicycling is a good way to maintain that recommended social distance, while also maintaining a healthy outdoor lifestyle. March has been a good month for me. (Yesterday was a little dicey - I think everybody was on the Greenbelt! Probably due to the nice weather. It was jammed with walkers, dog walkers, cyclists, E-cyclists (you know, bike riding without the exercise), skaters. And obviously lots of 'em got a little rusty over the winter.)<br />
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I've also recently applied some upgrades to my Cannondale mountain bike... equipping it for the kind of riding I do.<br />
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For one thing... I added a DROPPER SEATPOST.<br />
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Traditionally, a person installs a dropper if they need to lower their seat to negotiate particularly difficult or technical stretches of singletrack. I did it to ease getting started! My bike is so tall that the saddle hits me at about the waist, when I'm straddling it! The dropper post (which is controlled by an onboard lever - like your office chair) can be lowered when I'm "parking." Then when I'm taking off, I get to moving and raise the saddle back up to normal level. (At some point it might also come in handy if I'm on some technical singletrack - time will tell.)<br />
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I also replaced the tires.<br />
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The bike came with some "almost fat" knobby tires - perfect for slow riding in loose dirt, etc. But the fact is, I expect my riding (on that bike) will be a mix of brisk pavement riding, dirt-and-gravel road riding, and the occasional offroad "traditional mountain bike riding."<br />
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(But what, truly, is traditional mountain bike riding? I'm guessing most mountain bikes are ridden more like what I'm anticipating - lots of pavement, some dirt. I always smile to myself when I see guys lumbering along on FAT BIKES on the Greenbelt! ALWAYS guys! That's the opposite of an E-bike - "bike riding with TWICE the exercise!")<br />
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Another factor - I wasn't able to hook up my BOB trailer to the mountain bike - not enough clearance for those semi-fat tires.<br />
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So... I replaced the 2.35 inch tires with some 40mm tires. That about 1.6 inches. They are "knobby" tires, but with a fairly wide solid center ridge, which will allow for brisk pavement riding... or at least that's my line of thought. Recommended pressure is 50-85PSI. They should roll pretty nice at 85... and if I get to some gnarly trails, I can bleed some air, and they should be fairly adequate. And - the trailer can be attached! (They are Schwalbe "Land Cruiser Plus" tires, with a puncture-resistant belt.) I hope to provide a review, after some miles and experience. In the meantime, I'll try to survive the virus with my family, and accumulate those miles and experience.<br />
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Stay well, friends!Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-22435140473970650822020-03-20T13:17:00.001-06:002020-03-20T13:17:40.336-06:00My new favorite "mail order" bike parts merchantI always feel good about patronizing the good <b>Local Bike Shops</b>. They are here for us... those that I deal with are consistently reasonably-priced, particularly with service fees. If you need a part in a pinch, you can often find it the same day at a well-equipped LBS. (I've also got to give a shout-out to <a href="https://www.boisebicycleproject.org/" target="_blank">Boise Bicycle Project</a>. They are a good source of knowledge, as well as binloads of good used parts that are still 100% functional at amazingly reasonable prices.)<br />
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However, as a guy who goes through a considerable number of tires, tubes, and other "consumables" (up to and including brake pads, chains, chainrings, cassettes, etc.), I'm always on the lookout for good prices as well as reliable shipping and delivery.<br />
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And - my new favorite parts supplier is not only out of town, it's out of country! Maybe 5000 miles away!<br />
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<a href="https://www.chainreactioncycles.com/us/en" target="_blank">Chain Reaction Cycles</a> is across the pond - in Northern Ireland. They have a fantastic inventory of stuff at very competitive prices. I've ordered from them several times, and their service is really quite remarkable!<br />
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Most recently, I placed an order for two tyres (they sell tyres - but they substitute nicely for tires!) and three tubes. I deliberately ordered a little over $60 of merchandise, which qualified me for free shipping. The order was placed on March 16 (Monday). I got an email from the shipper (DHL Express) on Tuesday... enroute, scheduled to arrive Thursday. I got a follow-up email from DHL on Thursday morning, "Your delivery is today." And by 10am, I was slicing through the packing tape on the box. Sah-WEEEEEET! (I've ordered from the two big state-side bike mail order companies - "N" and "P" - for years, and it typically takes a week to 10 days for the stuff to arrive.)<br />
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If you occasionally go to an out-of-town supplier, I'd suggest you put Chain Reaction on your "go to" list. Remember: tyres = tires, spanner = wrench, etc.<br />
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<br />Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-26540798149496066092020-03-05T18:44:00.000-07:002020-03-05T18:44:10.304-07:00Group ride!'Twas an almost-perfect day today, and I went on a somewhat rare ride with somebody else. That "somebody" is somebody very special to me - my granddaughter Laurel. Her momma and daddy won't allow their kids to go until they're a year old - Laurel turned 1 year in February, and we're off to the races! (I get a LOT more smiles from other Greenbelt people, when I have one of the grandbabies along. This is the third who has used this little up-front bike seat... their parents gifted it to me, many moons ago, and we've gotten lots of mileage out of it.)<br />
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<br />Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-38325355689002390172020-02-28T12:29:00.001-07:002020-02-28T12:33:10.355-07:00I'm Saddle-Rich!!In these times of financial volatility, I'd suggest you consider what I'm doing - INVEST IN BICYCLE SADDLES!<br />
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A few weeks back, I noticed that one of the screws on my <a href="https://selleanatomica.com/">Selle Anatomica</a> saddle was missing. I rode on home... and upon closer inspection I discovered that I had broken another one! (D'oh!)<br />
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I've commented at length in the past, about my "Anatomica Experience," including <a href="https://bikenazi.blogspot.com/2011/03/tale-of-saddle.html">HERE</a> and <a href="https://bikenazi.blogspot.com/2013/05/another-one-bites-dust.html">HERE</a>. In a nutshell, they are the most comfortable saddle I've ever sat on. And comfort is a major consideration when choosing a saddle... no? But unfortunately, at least for me, I've had negative results with their relative longevity. The models I have used are theoretically designed for riders weighing up to 250 pounds, and I'm often close to that threshold... I tend to tip the scales at 235-245 pounds, depending on time of year. (I'm at the high end of that range right now, since it's the end of "holiday eating season," and "ideal riding season" is not yet upon us.) I've probably broken five Anatomica frames in the ten years I've been riding on them. (If they last less than a year, they are covered by a no-questions-asked warranty. After a year, it costs about $50 for a replacement frame... send in your seat and they send it back, fixed.)<br />
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The <i>current</i> broken seat is an "H2" model... it's different from the older ones, because it's "modular" - it has screws instead of rivets, and a 3-piece frame. (As seen in photo, above.) And, it was one of the cast frame pieces that broke - NOT the rails this time. I chose that one because I expected to have to fix it eventually, and figured it would be less expensive.<br />
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I sent a message to the Anatomica people.<br />
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While I was waiting for a reply, I decided to check out the alternatives... and ended up deciding to try a seat I hadn't tried before - a BROOKS FLYER. I found one for a very attractive price, on the "Amazon UK Global Store." I have a BROOKS IMPERIAL on one of my bikes, and I've been pretty happy with it. It's almost, but not quite, as comfortable as the Anatomica. The "Flyer" has springs! And... if you register it, they promised to extend the 2-year warranty to 10 years! What's not to love! I ordered one... with about a 2-week delivery window, since it's coming across the pond.<br />
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Meanwhile... Anatomica replied. The nice customer service gal told me they'd send me the replacement frame piece for $20, and also made me an irresistible offer on a "B-Stock" new saddle - supposedly with minor cosmetic flaws, but nothing affecting ride quality or warranty. I said, "Send me one of each!"<br />
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So - I got the Anatomica shipment a couple weeks ago. Fixed the broken saddle in 15 minutes using common household tools. Was very happy with the "B-Stock" new one... immediately installed it on my "main rider." (I figure I should use it while the warranty is in effect. And supposedly they are using an upgraded CR-MO in their construction now, to make them stronger. We shall see.)<br />
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Here's the new Anatomica. Pretty sweet. And just as comfortable as expected, right out of the box.<br />
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Well... yesterday the new Brooks arrived. And it's pretty sweet, too!<br />
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So - now I've got two fully-functional SPARE sweet saddles on the shelf, waiting for their turn.<br />
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I think I'll just <u>have</u> to try out this "sprung" Brooks Flyer. (Brooks saddles have a reputation for needing a couple hundred miles of break-in, before they achieve cosmic comfort. So I expect that... but I'm also anxious to see how the springs affect both comfort and rideability.)Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-81901522767013352992020-02-08T12:10:00.000-07:002020-02-08T12:10:03.249-07:00Nature (bike) hikeA warmer-than-usual day afforded me an opportunity to bicycle downstream once again, along the Greenbelt on the south side of the Boise River, and then upstream on the north side. Some of the sights I observed:<br />
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Once you get out of the heavily-populated river banks, you start seeing more bird nesting areas. I always enjoy seeing these <b>comorant</b> nests...<br />
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When I was snapping these photos, a nice lady out walking her dogs gave me a heads-up about some <b>blue heron</b> nesting activity a little farther downstream...<br />
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On the way back, due to some inspiration I received from a photo posted on social media, I thought it would be fun to try some macro photography of moss. Usually I just ride on by, but even the tiniest slice of nature can be strikingly beautiful. Below are two close-up photos of "moss canyons," each followed by a farther-away photo that includes the close-up scene...<br />
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<br />Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-2121233542750216762020-01-31T20:09:00.005-07:002020-01-31T22:23:35.749-07:00Banner JanuaryWe had unseasonably warm weather through most of the month of January, and being an old retired fixed-income guy, I was able to take advantage by doing a lot of cycling. (NOTE to people from elsewhere, considering moving to Boise - it's usually AWFUL in January! Snow... cold... smog. We just got lucky this month. Don't move to Boise!)<br />
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And as is my custom nowadays... at least this time of year a large percentage of my cycling was on the Greenbelt. It's not as pleasant in the dead of summer when the pavement is overrun, but in January there are not Greenbelt traffic jams. And, let's face reality - with the meaningful influx of newbies in cars, the streets are getting less bicycle-friendly and more stressful all the time, year-round, at least on the streets without bike lanes.<br />
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I covered the area from the "Highway 21 high bridge" upstream...<br />
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... to Eagle Road downstream.<br />
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Some nice scenery between the two, as well. Good times. (What a blessing it is, to have a flexible schedule that enables me to hit the road at the peak time of day.)<br />
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But - the highlight of the whole month was earlier today, when I got to take my granddaughter Laurel on her first <u>ever</u> bicycle ride! (It was a delight for me... serious business for her!)<br />
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<br />Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-27161857137559130652020-01-01T18:45:00.000-07:002020-01-01T18:57:06.981-07:00New decade... quality saddle time!Good fortune was mine... took advantage of the nice weather. You know it's going to be a good year and decade, when you squeeze in 20 miles on Day 1!<br />
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Out Orchard and Gowen, for an armament check. (Gotta make sure we're ready for the Ayatollah and his minions!)<br />
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Did a loop around the Boise Air Traffic Control Tower.<br />
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<I>TRIVIA: The tower is the tallest ATC tower in the northwest. It's the second-tallest building in Idaho, behind the Zion's Bank Center downtown, which is 28 feet higher. (But the bank building includes an unoccupied vanity tower on top, that's probably the top 40 feet.) I was lucky to get a tour of the Air Traffic Tower with a Scout group, just before it was turned over to the FAA back in 2010. Nice view!</I><br />
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From there, out Pleasant Valley Road, Hollylynn Drive, South Cole Road, Lake Hazel, and back into town on Orchard. I also had a very pleasant stop along the way to visit with my friend Bob, who I hadn't seen in probably five years. (Airport tower is still visible in the last photo.) So - time well spent all around!Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-73575005019163074242020-01-01T12:34:00.003-07:002020-01-01T12:34:46.442-07:00Cost of transportation 2020For 2020, gas prices are projected to hold steady, at less than $3/gallon. Story <a href="https://www.usatoday.com/…/2020-gas-prices-gaso…/2710634001/">HERE</a>.<br />
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(Note: The story acknowledges that prices tend to be higher in the west. That matches my personal observations, and I'd bet that prices in SW Idaho will top $3, sometime over the summer during peak travel season.)<br />
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That's good for motorists; maybe not for alt-trans. I've stated before... I'm convinced that the price of gas incentivizes alternative transportation, likely more than anything else.<br />
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Just the same, I'll happily ride my bicycle. In the year just ended I rode 5,597 miles, almost all in Boise and Ada County. I figure I saved around $777 in gas money. (Assuming I would've driven to the same destinations*, paid $2.50/gallon for gas, and the missus' family truckster gets about 18mpg.)<br />
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That ain't chump change! 🤩<br />
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Keep the shiny side up in 2020, my friends!<br />
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* I would NOT have driven a car to all of the same destinations. A significant component of my bicycling is for the purposes of pleasure and exercise. I rarely drive a car locally for "pleasure," and never for exercise!Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-58261107199439864652019-10-03T19:40:00.002-06:002019-10-03T19:41:23.997-06:00Boise hidden places #1Have you crossed this path before?<br />
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Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-48609242772469918962019-10-01T13:58:00.001-06:002019-10-02T09:23:10.146-06:00What will they think of next?!?Have you seen the latest thing?<br />
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Now you can get a MOTORCYCLE that has pedals like a bicycle, so you can pretend you're riding a bike!<br />
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They seem to be getting more popular all the time. Some are disguised to look like a bicycle, but with really fat tubes or a giant battery-wart where the water bottle is on a regular bike. Others make no pretense - they just look like some kind of lightweight motorcycle, with fat little tires, etc.<br />
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Most of the "poseurs" who ride 'em aren't very good at pretending, though. They either don't pedal at all, or they pedal 30 or 40 RPM, as they roll along at 20mph or so. And they look just as cool as a cucumber. Pretty obvious that they're not supplying any propulsion.<br />
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The weather's starting to turn, and I'm betting most of the motorbicycle poseurs are even more "fair weather" than the casual cyclists. Time to hang 'em up for the season. Can't be uncomfortable, after all...<br />
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<br />Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-10567255597868694992019-09-10T20:10:00.003-06:002019-09-10T20:10:47.064-06:00Bicycling the Rail-Trails in North Idaho<div>
When do you plan your summer vacation? If you're already looking at 2020... put NORTH IDAHO BICYCLING on your short list.</div>
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I went in 2012, and again in 2015... and last week I hit it once again.</div>
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It wasn't quite as breathtaking the third time as it was the first... but only because I wasn't seeing that spectacular scenery for the first-time-EVER. I hope I can squeeze it in every 3 or 4 years, until my kids declare that I'm too old to ride a bicycle any more... and then maybe 2 more times after that.</div>
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The Missus was kind enough to loan me the Family Truckster. I drove from Boise to Pinehurst on Monday (Labor Day) where a tent spot was waiting. I camped there 4 nights, and rode downstream to Heyburn State Park for the 5th night.</div>
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- Tuesday I rode up the <b>Route of the Hiawatha</b> in the morning, and back down in the afternoon.</div>
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- Wednesday I hooked up the trailer and dragged my camp to Heyburn, along the <b>Coeur d'Alene Trail</b>.</div>
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- Thursday I rode back to Pinehurst.</div>
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- Friday I rode upstream to Wallace, then back to Pinehurst.</div>
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- Saturday I was compelled to pack up and head for the flatlands. (It's the only way I might get to use the Truckster again some day.)</div>
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Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-90781707807818524532019-09-10T19:56:00.003-06:002019-09-10T19:56:48.143-06:00"Tireless advocate"? Maybe not so much any more...The masthead on the "Bike Nazi" declares that I'm a "tireless advocate for the most efficient form of human transportation ever devised - bicycles!"<br />
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And that's how I started out, way back in 2007.<br />
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But I've grown weary.<br />
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For one thing, over those 12 years I've lost a bit of vim and vigor. My average speed is probably down 3 or 4 MPH. (I still try to ride as far... but obviously it takes longer.)<br />
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But in addition...<br />
1) I'm retired as of March, so my "transportation" needs have changed considerably. No more daily commute.<br />
2) Considerably more people seem to be bicycle-transporting in 2019, at least when the weather's nice, than in 2007 or 1986 (the year I permanently and meaningfully embraced bike transportation).<br />
3) There are more alternatives now, than there were in years gone by. I'm thinking in particular of electric scooters and bicycles. (I would never consider either, recognizing the value of getting some "bonus exercise" as part of the compensation package for riding a bicycle. But I can understand the appeal of E-vehicles, especially if they're getting people out of cars.)<br />
4) I have no idea if people are reading my blather or not. And if they are reading it, are they finding it motivational?<br />
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The frequency of my posts has dropped off considerably... especially since I ditched the daily commute. BUT - I still ride every day when I have a bicycle available... and I still do a lot of transportation cycling. Nowadays it's running errands and such, rather than commuting to work. So hopefully I'm still setting a good example.<br />
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Watch for me - I'll be the Hi-Viz Fat <u>OLD</u> guy on the bike! (And if you're reading, I'll still try to do some word arrangements from time to time... when I feel like I have something to contribute.)<br />
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