A lady on a fat tire cruiser had gone by me twice with squishy tires… as in, how much work can one person do??? … so I decided next time I would turn around and gently … but next time, her tires were up and full. Sort of glad I was so surprised I didn’t holler out “Great! You got air in your tires!” 🙂
That construction that closed of the already-crappy “bike route” through campus still had things blocked even though the concrete was done and smooth (and it ain’t a roadway — there were no stripes to add). I shifted them a foot or two to teh side so a person could ride by… the next morning they were all the way out of the way, but the “sidewalk closed” thing in the middle was still there, which makes me think it was another guerrilla modification, not ‘official.’
APP!!! bikemoves.me — I need to get around to downloading it to the phone (of course I only think of that in the cave at work…) so that the data collectors in Champaign County can know I ride here. Need to share it, too…
… and I think my bags are so worn out that things are escaping. I don’t *know* that the U part of the U-lock and … my keys… snuck out, but … I’m heading out tonight to retrace last week’s abbreviated moonlight ride just in case I somehow didn’t notice the keys escaping. (Since I heard a *flash drive* fall out I would think I’d notice my wad of keys with the “2 mile challenge” bike chain keyring crashing behind me but…)
Oh, and BIKE SUMMIT! separate post…
No, not me… but the orange battery-powered bike that was right behind me on Main — I was out a minute or two early — caught up and we chatted, and “Oh! You got a new cargo bike? It’s Gorgeous!” because I rode the tank again. I put on the hi-viz jacket, too – but still felt like people were just not giving me quite as much room. Not a difference between safe and unsafe, just… not as much room. I’ll pay attention when I’m on the Xtra, tho’, because it could just be that there’s more traffic ’cause school’s back.
Yea, the “bike route” through campus is blocked for another few weeks. Hey, it’s not as if it needs to actually be used. It’s just got to be on the form they fill out. I have to give the humans credit, though: THE PICKUP TRUCK was PARKED ON THE GRASS, not in the middle of the path!!!! So, Progress!!! (I guess I should consider taking pictures of that kind of thing, too… but I was really enjoying not being in a hurry…)
Replies to my sharing of the Clark Bar experience (which included a non-CHampaign person having to extrapolate that it was a drinking establishment, not a food source ;)) share my suspicion that it was somebody having a bad day… with suggestion to ‘park inside the fence.’ I rode by and … it looks like I’d have to hoist the bike up about six steps to do that and then wander through the weeds. Disinclined. Thing is, if it were a place I knew I liked, it would almost be worth it — except it’s really, really not that hard to provide bike parking. We’ll just head over to Riggs Brewery, who are also having live entertainment…http://www.riggsbeer.com/wp/index.php/event/live-music-stacy-doty/2016-09-04/ … even if they don’t know basic grammar (‘has sang’ ???)
Rode the green thing in today (the Transport).
It’s not as visible, Id on’t think — though this is a sunny mornign and we’re approaching equinox so the sun-in-eyes factor waxes. Crossing First street, a guy w/ turn signal to go left was across from me but I popped out knowing I could get halfway across the lane before he … turned right towards me, not going wide at all. He braked hard and said, “Didn’t see you.” I said with all angst, “Please look!”
Going to put the hi-viz on the body even if I sweat. I’m thinking that the Xtracycle has so many things that flap and aren’t a “nice” shape, so they attract the eye. Now, I don’t *want* the green tank to be all floppy and dangly… but I bet I could design an intentional irregularity on the crate on the back… maybe that dog-puppet I have🙂
Just had the feeling (before and after that incident) that I wasn’t being noticed…
… Last week I rode by the Clark Bar in Urbana and heard a band and … decided I’d psych my introvert self into stopping off for a brew next time — at least to discern wehther the way the sound system sounded in the street (pretty bad) was better inside.
So today I approached and thought “Drat! It’s even a lonesome-acoustic sound that … I love… I’m going to have to do this.”
Or not. No parking for our kind. I rode all around the joint. Nada. Took my introvert self on home for my own beer. Went to their Facebook page and said so and noted the band — maybe they play at the Iron Post. Urbana has bicycle parking — sometimes not enough. Of course, Champaign can say “why should we hae bike parking? Bicyclists never shop here.” You bet!
Whew🙂 This one’s in the bag. So I figured out a good route… I hoped.
TWENTY ONE PEOPLE!!!! Happily that included four or five grownups including parents and our Mayor Pro Tem and an guy on a recumbent tricycle.
I’m scatterbrained so it wasn’t ’til we had turned right on Race that I “realized” that … d’oh, my route went right through the sweetcorn festival.
You know what? You can tell kids to walk their bikes and they will🙂 And it was the sweet corn festival after all so seeing it in “not quite started” was kinda fun… and that meant we really only had to ride half a mile on Main Street.
I’d ‘planned’ to ride around Meadowbrook park but the better plan was to say “Ten minutes to do what you like!” which meant cool off, ride around like crazy, or WHATEVER. Then… back we went! One person didn’t navigate the wind around sidewalks in Carle Park (my route went by four parks), and somebody’s chain came off. Otherwise, no bad stuff. The kiddos up front were calling the ride like sports announcers, including telling people to ride single file, etc.
I was really glad to get it done and extremely glad there were other folks’ looking out for things. I’m great at thinking on the fly but also at missing the obvious.
highs in the 80’s even down to 70’s this week🙂
Drivers, yes, are nuts… first day of University and Community College.
Nasty looking brown smudge in the sky — prob’ly across (ugh, I don’t have the spatial sense to do this properly) 15 degree swath of the horizon. Couldn’t see a source of the smoke but I’m thinking something along the interstate. Maybe just a weird inversion trapping the smog but… it’s the prairie, there’s not much to invert around…
Ah, now I remember what I took a picture of! Not the not even close to full bike rack (which last year was full at 9:00 a.m.)… which I don’t think is a function of fewer people on bicycles or people being able to afford cars. My confirmation bias says it’s evidence of the school’s desire to focus on recruiting the “higher end” student as opposing to supporting the locals. Show me evidence to contrary, I’ll shift.
No, it was the pair of Xtracycles on the rack🙂 We’ll see if I get the chance to upload..
First one is probably a sad one – feel free to download and share when somebody thinks a U-lock means your bike is secure.
Second one: Lot Full at Schnuck’s.
Third: colorful clouds.
I didn’t snap a picture of a certain white VW SVA BBY1 which, in my ramblings to make a family route for next Saturday, I discovered in its driveway on Pond STreet. While she isn’t mobile enough to run me down, based on her behavior and that elephant 2016 bumper sticker, she just might be one of the “Second Amendment” people a certain candidate refers to. Happily she’s not too close of a neighbor.
School officially starts tomorrow!