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The Path less Pedaled

Here’s some pics and commentary from a warmer clime;

http://pathlesspedaled.com/ – today’s post (or mebbe yesterday’s) includes pictures of bike coops and bike lanes etc.

continuum of expertise

Usually I answer basic questions and do ‘checkout’ for sales of bikes and parts (no, paperwork will never be my favorite thing either ;))… but yesterday I got to use most of my repertoire of mechanical skills, too.  There were several folks with Plain Olde Flat Tyres, one of whom … how do I say it… would be able to compete with me in the “if it can be done upside down or backwards, I’ll do both” contest.  We found all four holes (looked like two pinch flats) and patched ’em, tho’ it took several attempts at all steps of the process.  That cute green fixie is back on the road and the other folks could do those more sophisticated repairs involving torches and flames and hammers 🙂

Considered trying to patch the Freeloaders.  Hmmm… perhaps with a staple gun?  (a BIG staple gun.) That woudln’t solve the broken latch problem, though.  I could justify replacement by hanging on to the old one for spare parts.  Indeed.

Happy Birthday Pete Seeger ;)

So yesterday I get to the bike coop and Mike’s coming down with the key and our first Person With Busted Bike.  Actually, the guy said (Hmmm… Robert? Can’t remember) Mike had seen him walking the bike and told him to come on by to get it fixed.  Which he did, which took a bit of time and expertise and small talk.  Was he originally from around here?  No, Chicago.  Oh, when did he come?    Last night.  Job at Plastipak, and a friend had given him the bike to fix up to get to work, ’cause it’s ‘way out there and the bus…  It’s a bonus fuzzy when an act of kindness obviously makes a difference.    Couple other visitors were discussing the idea of working with each other to make things work.  Hey, it was even better than a Pete Seeger concert ’cause it wasn’t about the possibilities, it was manifestation of positive possibilities.  Rock on!

Yesterday on the way back from the Saunter, we saw deer bounding through the field and across the road and into the other field, and rather suddenly stopping and walking slowly towards the side of the field.  Do what?  Deer interval training?

Then we saw them clear the field and the incredible clumps of mud on their hooves. THey had simply been bogged down in the mud. Glad none of ’em fell over and broke anything.  Same with those silly horses doing much the same in the Derby.  As our good pastor said at church, don’t we wish we’d put two dollars down on that?  (Then he had to explain as half the parish looked at him blankly.  Welp, it *is* finals week…)