Tuesday, 26 September, 2006
There’s a hill I’ve been trying to ride up all summer. It’s not a long hill – only a couple hundred meters or so. It starts out gently enough, and gradually becomes steeper, to the point where the grade is sufficient that the delicate balancing act of keeping the front wheel on the ground, while still maintaining enough weight back to drive the rear wheel takes all of my attention, and I just haven’t had enough leg-power to keep going, even if I could find that balance. Read the rest of this entry »
Saturday, 2 September, 2006
Up the hill, just rounding the corner, I saw it – a reflective yellow diamond-shaped warning sign, with “40” painted on in thick, black numerals. I instantly had new appreciation for my Volkswagen. Its four little cylinders could move its weight, and mine, around this bend effortlessly at the sign’s recommendation of 40 miles per hour, or 50, even 60, but here I was, barely making 5. Read the rest of this entry »
Wednesday, 23 August, 2006
A couple weeks ago, I dragged my old Trek Antelope, “The Beast,” out of the mothballs, where it’s been since I crashed it into an unyielding tree. The tree was fine. My right arm and my bike did not fare so well, and we both turned out with scars to show for it. Since “The Crash,” I’ve been riding bikes with suspension forks, and never really gave much thought to the old Trek. But, something got into me, and I figured it was time to sort it out and put it right. Over the years I’d ridden it, it had evolved into something of a Frankenbike, so in addition to the necessary repairs, I wanted to unify the parts a bit. Read the rest of this entry »
Wednesday, 26 July, 2006
Yeah. That’s what I’m talking about! Happiness is finding a fun trail 2.2 miles from home. Joy is when that trail is a cool almost-single track that has apparently not seen another bike in forever. I’m not quite sure if it’s a fire-trail, or just left over grading from some past construction, but it’s there, it’s accessible, and it’s mine to ride. Read the rest of this entry »
Tuesday, 18 July, 2006
It’s really quite simple. Get out on the bike, and ride. No distance is too long or too short, just be sure to work a little, get good and sweaty and breathe hard. Get that heart pumping and clear those lungs out. Ten miles is a good start. Go into the hills, or stay on flat surfaces. On roads, on trails, or gonzo single-tracking in serious dirt – it makes no difference. Have fun.
When you return home, while you’re cooling off, brew a small French press of strong coffee. Today, it’s a wonderful Nicaraguan medium dark roast that I picked up at Trader Joe’s, of all places. (It’s surprisingly good. At least, this batch is. I have no idea how consistent their coffees are.) Put two or three scoops of vanilla ice cream in a pint glass (a proper Imperial pint glass if you have one, though the stingy 16-oz colonial version will do in a pinch), and add some ice. Pour the coffee over the top, and stir until it’s cold, cold, cold. Add more ice if necessary, and milk if desired.
Grab a great small cigar – this one is a Hoyo de Monterrey Margarita, a little 5.3″ x 28 beauty that’s been gracefully aging in my humidor for several years – I bought a couple hundred on some ridiculously cheap price when they were changing packaging. Light up, sit back, sip iced coffee and enjoy.
See? I told you it was simple.