Went out yesterday afternoon on the Eagle at a time of day when I can afford to stop and talk with the community here. Instead of focusing on miles, I was able to practice starting, stopping and even curb work in between my mini visits.
At the post office, Lawrence rolled by on his cool little folding recumbent. When he saw my bike leaning against the window he circled back. And wow does he have an eye for all things mechanical. As he wondered at my bike, he pointed out some things about my seat that I could fiddle with that might increase the comfort.
When he then wondered at the technical brilliance of the Lights in Motion light I just mounted, I couldn't seem to activate the switch. When I pulled too hard on the grommet that covered the power button, the whole on and off mechanism fell out and on to the sidewalk. Nor was Lawrence fazed in the least.
He found every teeny tiny part, including the broken one and proceeded to prescribe a fix that included super glue. Gathering the whole assembly up, we went in to the nearby Molly Stones supermarket and $6 later Lawrence was seated at the outodoor metal patio tables hunkered over my $140 light. He was busy using the tip of his Swiss survival knife in place of tweezers to re-position all the errant pieces as daylight quickly faded away.
Twenty minutes later I had light again!! Whereupon he rode home with me and then performed some quick fishing line surgery on my seat because he didn't like the way it looked. He did a quick better stiching of the torn seat I am waiting for Jim Spillane to replace when he gets through his present deadline crunch. Then as rode off to attend a show he had plans for, Lawrence said. "Glad I could be helpful" . WoW Lawrence!! THX THX THX
As for today, I was up at 2 too early. Up again at 5, still dark. I had wanted to be up at the first crack of daylight but overslept to 6:20. With my bike shorts and socks still on I got out of my sleeping bag and was on the street with my bike at 6:30.
A beautiful morning welcomed me today as I headed for the hills. Because I've not remedied my pedal to foot problem, I stayed away from anything steeper than 6%, the road grade I'll have 35 non stop miles of when I hit the Sierras and Emigrant Pass. And because of the Eagle, I'm feeling more and more ready for it and the downhill that rolls off its back
I could really hear bird song today. With decent weather and the drone of the commute traffic and trains not present, theirs was a grand symphony! I also love the way the shadows appear on the street in the early morning hours. Yahoooo....
About half way though my 20+ miler today, I happened upon a treasure trove of sockets laying all over the street and in the gutter. I stopped and picked them up. Into my butt pak they went as it got heavier and heavier.
Jobst Brandt (pictured above) would have been proud of me. The legendary author of the book, "The Bicycle Wheel", in his 70's, he is still an active cyclist who rolls some huge miles. Every time I see him he always makes sure to tell me about latest tools and other trinkets he has found on the area roads.
Only 56 more days and I 'm out of here!! Ines is coming 4/4 - U don't want to miss her epic performance!!
THX 4 all of U!!