I’ve been taking advantage of the legality of consuming beer in public (because it’s July fourth — a local thing :)) so the thought of posting the picture daunts me … but we went out for the “perimeter ride” and on the way back home, I saw on Anderson … a walker.
A walker, in the road. Just sitting there. Not a person, a thing a person leans on to get around. Just sitting out there.
And then, oh, a few hundred feet ahead, a man… with a cane… walking. Walking without the walker. Yes. I was inspired.
And when I took a picture of the walker on the other side of hte road, the guy from the driveway beside me struck up conversation and no, I couldn’t say “hey, isn’t that flogging inspiring?!?!?” but instead that well, I’d ridden 40 miles and getting off the bike to take a picture seemed like a good idea and he agreed that the way you keep going is to keep going and that was how *he* approached being in his 90’s (he could have passed for 60).
Came home, noticed that I’d done 5 fewer miles than the fellow ahead of me in the national bike challenge and took the 5 mile route to my friend’s house, who was doing mad gardening.
A fellow rode by on a bike and said, “what are you doing with those lilies?” (which were being dug up and plopped into a trash can). Welp, he ended up dropping his bike at the apartment around the corner and coming back with 3 beers which is legal to drink on fourth of july here in your yard out in public and a copy of “Charles Melvin Price Late a Representative from Illinois — Memorial addresses delivered in Congress.” Because he is Bill Price. And utterly nerdly historical conversations ensued.
When he came back to drop off the handtruck that he’d used to tote the lilies, he came with Old Rasputins. I took mine home — at 9% it’s a drink for at home :)
Two summers ago I was hiding inside on those Fridays Off in the summer — temps in the hundreds will do that.
Today’s THursday off before fourth of july and … 74 degrees in the heat of the day. Yes, June broke record for rain for the month and was .o7 inches from wettest month ever in the whole wide record-kept world.
I rode out to St. Joe — past the folks from Varsity Striping on Washington who were painting lines without closing the roads. Something about painting and then a guy running behind dropping sand or some kind of powder on the stuff. Of course, with the truck there people were going around, anyway but no cones or nuthin’. (Yes, coupla guys taking care of traffic.)
Out on the prairie there were still some drownign cornfields adn beanfields… and tons of chipping andoiling and “road closed for.”
Coming out of St. Joe I saw a guy heading East on 1700 — don’t know where he was coming from. He had a pretty big pannier with stuff in it and a safety vest on and I went by and said hello and he didn’t answer… he was pretty much grimacing … the bike was creaking … I *think* he went a little faster after I went by. I ducked down 2000 to see how it would be for a ride and the Garmin told me it was nice but required a quarter mile on 150 so I turned around and saw the guy cross… but he was out of sight by the time we were going the same direction again. A mile later (1900) and 1700 N (Eastbound that I was riding on) was “closed for oiling.” I went South and met w/ construction crew person directing me around wet asphalt to where 1900 was graveled up…. so I turned back around. I guess Mr. Vest went that way and kept going, but I was up for a few more miles so I just went back North to1850 … but 1800 going South was *also* closed for oiling.
I decided to brave 1700 hoping that I was either south of the house with the bad dogs or that the dogs were still in government custody (their third chomping on cyclists — tho’ the third time was “just” on a sandal, not skin — had led to that)… when two guys on bikes came by goin’ the other direciton I figured I was okay.
They were still striping on Washington … and I netted 29 miles (should have been 23). Tonight — moonlight ride! Tme to *try* to get my light working…
A week pretty much away from electronics, except the Garmin :) I successfully mounted the handlebar bag… but apparently the skinny cable I thought was for security and didn’t install is to hold it up and keep it from drooping over, say, a light and it droops badly. It was nice, though, for tossing the battery to keep the Garmin going when I didn’t charge it properly at night. I didn’t get the USB port working and in the many handlebar swings of a 250 mile week some wires are no longer attached — but I think not the soldered ones so we might have victory there.
It’s possible that I could get 1000 miles this month — 753 as of last night. Yesterday I was just tooling around for a “oh, get an extra mile” loop around campus and … a truck w/ a Wild Card Racing decal went by and I was shamed into cutting lap time to 6:44 and 6:06 (it’s 1.45 miles so six minutes is about 15 mph average, which with 18 mph winds and a 45 pound bike is the equivalent of 18 undrafted mph). Today’s ambition is to actually get outta here on time and … I rode the Trek so I *can* do that 18mph :) Oh, and I’m 58 miles behind Howard on bike journal … but if he slips hsi monthly century in this week that’ll keep him out there.
Do I get bonus points if I get 1000 miles *without* a metric century or longer ride?
Pulled up to Pennsylvania and Lincoln and a dad and kiddo were riding there, too… I made a comment that the car across the street would trip the light for us, and I hear the Australian accent expressing surprise that cars activated the light… I mentioned that, well, *most* places in this area the bikes will, too — if you plant ’em on the seam.
Are traffic lights down under all on timers?
Welp, first — *nobody* was working on either of the two big apartment thingies going up this morning and it’s a gorgeous day. I’m thinking there must have been a Meeting Of Some Kind.
Last night the Wednesday Pedaling for Pleasure troop went out to Rising to visit the grain elevator and the womannequin out there with her hardhat and riding crop. I knew when I made the decision that something was happening on some bridge. The bridge was Bradley and traffic was one way with a traffic light enforcing it on a timer.
We went through as fast as we could on the way over and while it turned green for the other guys, they didn’t ride into us, but waited for us and the cars… and yes, people peeled by – but not closely, just quickly.
Both times, we got the green when we were a a bit back and it still would have been green to start up the bridge, but we stopped and waited for a cycle so we could start at the very beginning. In fact, on the way back we took off as soon as the clump of cars had gone by, a good ten seconds before we got the green. No, BLOKE 2, we didn’t hug the side and let you by. We preceded the green this time but BLOKE2 needed to buzz us anyway. I was compelled to inform the planet that if you’re going to ride like a jerk, vanity tags aren’t a good idea. I mean, all I know about the morning “stop sign? You’re just a bicycle, I don’t need to stop” guy was it was a guy in a blue sedan that started with R28.
Yes, these things seem to happen seasonally.
Now, there were at least a dozen other drivers who were extra courteous… and the resident of the “hobbit house” came out and chatted about it with us (a house built into a constructed hill). Basically it was a nifty ride — and a 40 mile day for me, since I got the commute and laps at lunch and before the club ride. We’ll see about trying for 1000 miles in June…
About 35 people were out at the moonlight ride tonight, which is pretty good considering it was about 50 degrees, and it took to misting on us on the way back. I realized riding in that I should be grateful the warm air *hadn’t* moved in yet because that just might have turned it into lockdown fog. Miss Jones does not like riding in fog.
I failed at my attempt to solder, even with my “helping hands” magnifying glass with alligator clips. I even switched to the pair of still healthy brads (if that’s what you call them) as time was running otu but … I am wondering if I was just trying to go too carefully/slowly. I also want to figure out how to replace the broken guys… I’ll try & get pics tomorrow. Looks like another trip to MakerSpace … I do want it functioning by GITAP if possible…
Met a nice lady named Alida coming out of the Faculty Summer INstitute conference where I’d presented about Open Educational Resources. She’s here for the summer from Argentina and got a nice bicycle from The Bike Project and heard about assorted rides and was on the Saturday Saunter *and* the moonlight ride. I have a feeling she’ll be feeling the ride tomorrow but with satisfaction, too… I didn’t get a chance to run today so I’ll probably demur on the Monday ride and jog instead, but perhaps…
And I hear the truck blocking the path is still there — with added notes to mine. I’ll add something else if it’s still there tomorrow…
… well, that was the title to my ed blog but it’ll work for tonight.
Cool to see the many bikes in the evening but I knew I wasn’t going to hold out for the movie, after 3 conference days and two presentations so yes, after I finished my beer at the Iron Post … we stopped at the coop… and coming out I could see the walls of rain (three differnet ones). Possible that none of ’em will get here but there’s a *lot* of energy in the clouds. (However, feels like not supercell kind of energy. I hope.)
anyway it’s home! Cool that another conference person was on a bike she’d gotten from the Bike Project for the summer and appreciated that we have bike culture here :)