Monthly Archives: February 2011

Any wheel in a storm

OK, it wasn’t really a storm, but the roads were wet enough from last-night’s rain that it was time to get the rain bike out of the garage, with its fenders, wider all-weather non-slip tires and cheaper wheels that I don’t mind so much about grinding into the ground from brake wear. It’s simply nowhere near as fun or efficient to ride as my Madone, but it’s a lot more fun riding in the muck than sitting at home thinking about riding in the muck.

Just a few of us out there this morning; myself, John, Karen and George. Unfortunately for me, all three are stronger than I am on Kings, causing me to lose contact just about three quarters of the way up the climb, but never more than half a corner behind. Still, despite having to fight my way up the hill on tires that are anything but responsive (if you don’t think tires can completely change the personality of your bike, think again!), I did get up in just under 30 minutes, definitely faster than I thought I’d be doing. Oh, right, I’ll blame my rain bike for one other thing- Flinstone bearings. It’s making an awful racket from both the crankset and the rear wheel, undoubtedly caused by bearings that are no longer round.

That’s the beauty of a true rain bike. You replace things when they’re destroyed, rather than worrying about something not working quite right. But- please, please, PLEASE don’t treat your nice bike like that!!! One ride in the rain, just one, can cause enough damage to require a couple of hours of cleaning and continued riding in the rain will require far more frequent replacement of tires, brake pads and even wheels. If you’ve got a nice road bike that you place value in having run properly with good shifting & brakes, get a second bike for rain.

Getting back to the ride, I did start feeling better as it went on, becoming increasingly confident I could hold onto whatever wheel was in front of me,  although I didn’t have a choice in wheels as we headed west towards Old LaHonda, since both John and Karen had to get early and cut the ride short. Thankfully George was in a merciful mood today!

No surprise that my Wisconsin friends come to Northern California in the winter/Yet another great day to ride!

It’s almost difficult to believe that “normal” weather is shortly to return to Northern California, probably by the time you read this. For the past two and a half weeks or so, we’ve had simply spectacular weather… no rain, pretty darned warm for winter, simply perfect for cycling. Sales at our stores this past weekend were pretty wild, so it wasn’t just me out there riding.

Eating lunch at the picnic area behind the Pescadero Bakery, with many other cyclists enjoying the fine day
Leaving Pescadero on Stage Road, heading to San Gregorio

Today’s ride was the usual Pescadero/Tunitas Creek loop, and Kevin’s first ride of length in two weeks, due to his recovery from a tendon or ligament issue in LaCrosse just over a week ago. As a result I wasn’t really sure of “which” Kevin would be riding with me today, but it didn’t take long to find out. Heading out Canada Road & Mountain Home it was Kevin taking the lead, and finally getting a respectable (for him) time up Old LaHonda, something just over 24 minutes. No biggie, except that his last couple times up the hill had been in the 28 minute range and he just hadn’t been feeling like his old self. And the climb up Haskins Grade to Pescadero was even faster, under 12 minutes from the “Icy Road” sign at the bottom to the top. Last week, on my own, it took me just over 10 minutes on that same climb, and I wasn’t holding back.

Kevin's still enjoying the climbs as we head up Stage Road to Highway 1

The Pescadero Bakery was full of cyclists, with a large group from the east bay (Grizzly Peak Cyclists) enjoying the coast. They had probably been concerned on the drive to their start (in Woodside) since it had been pretty foggy on the bay side in the morning, but it was certainly nice on the coast. The fog was sitting right at the coast, keeping things cool but not cold. There was a bit of a wind coming in from the ocean, something we had to fight against getting out to Pescadero, and then again heading north on Stage Road. I just drove into it, making sure Kevin was able to stay on my wheel, along with another local customer of ours out on his own ride. We rode with him all the way to San Gregorio, at a pace up the two Stage Road climbs that seriously challenged Kevin, but he hung in there. Not bad for as little real riding as he’s had since things kinda fell apart for him when he had his kidney issue for three months.

Not perfectly clear at the coast, but still wonderful for the middle of winter
At the start of Tunitas, on the left side, you'll see a field with, if you look carefully, a horse, goat in the middle and another horse. Been that way for years.

On Tunitas we were aided a bit on the lower stretch by a mild tail wind (we’d never admit to a strong one!) and things went well until the climb started and it became apparent that had pretty much run out of gas. Not at all surprising, given how hard he’d pushed himself earlier. He kept at it, but about halfway up one of his epileptic seizures stopped him cold. Thankfully this one, as is the case with most, gives him enough warning to come to a stop and get off the bike, and he was back on within just a few minutes, but it’s got to be more than a minor annoyance to him that such things can occur with some regularity.

In the end it was the usual 58 or so miles and 6100ft or so of climbing, so both the legs and the computer confirm it as a “tough” ride. Oh, the “Wisconsin friends” refers to another visit from some Trek folk this afternoon and tomorrow, who have flown out from not-so-sunny Wisconsin to help us out with making us a better retailer. They seem willing to fly just about anywhere during the winter, especially places that are warmer. And that means just about anyplace outside of Wisconsin. 🙂