Saturday, November 10, 2018
Friday, November 02, 2018
Wednesday, October 31, 2018
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On my bike commute home from work the lights at the James Donlon soccer fields often seem almost mystic. I've wanted to photograph them for a long time and I finally got off my butt and did it. I was a bit later than I wanted to be (I'd have liked more ambient light) but I'm still almost pleased with the results.
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Sunday, October 21, 2018
Foxy's Fall Century by teh Davis CA bike club is one of Tricia's favorites. Last year fires forced them to alter the route, and we on did the 100K ride. This year we took on the full 100 miler.
The route was different than it has been. I liked it a lot. It was still beautiful, but the front loaded the climbing. There's a lot of flat, so even though it's only 3,471 feet of climbing, it came in short sections.
We had perfect weather and not one issue. Thanks Davis support crew!
We were beat at the end, but still went to a concert in Auburn to see Chuck Prophet, who was wonderful.
Wednesday, October 03, 2018
Sunday, August 26, 2018
I'd never loved these wheels. They came on the bike and needed truing out of the box. So instead of replacing just the rear wheel I got a set of nice Mavic gravel-oriented wheels from The Bike Shop that were take-offs from a bike they'd sold.
I also replaced the indestructible but slow rolling Schwalbe Marathon Plus tires with Gatorskins. They roll a lot better. Now I'll find out how they do in the land of broken glass and thorns that is my commute.
Friday, July 27, 2018
We went to Shady Grove for a week-long family vacation. Unfortunately we picked a week where the state is on fire and apparently the smoke collects here of all places. We have the worst air quality in the USA right now. Plus, it's super hot. Oh well.
We did manage to get to Crater Lake during a short window of minimal smoke there. We were lucky in that the smoke rolled in just as we finished our ride. If you haven't been there, do it.
Tuesday, June 12, 2018
Wednesday, May 23, 2018
When you bike commute in then get a ride home after an offsite gathering you end up with a bike at work and yourself at home. If you bike commute in the next day you end up with two bikes at work and find you need some way to get both bikes home. Enter Travoy trailer. I'm hauling my 70s Gitane-turned-fixed gear on my titanium gravel-bike-turned-commuter bike with my Travoy.
Sunday, May 20, 2018
Once again we found ourselves rolling out of bed at oh-dark-stupid to head out for Lodi and the Tour de Vigne ride. What sounds like a great plan days before sure doesn't seem as clever that early.
The ride starts with so much flat land and straight roads it's actually hard. At least for me. I like hills, rollers, changes. The ability to just sit and crank consistently is not a skill I have. Tricia, on the other hand, is more of a metronome. But even though she can lay down a solid cadence she also found herself looking forward to leaving the flatlands.
After leaving the farm and grazing lands of the Central Valley the ride heads up around Lake Camanche Reservoir and then to Pardee Reservoir. We even got to ride across the dam.
We had great weather until the last 15 miles of crazy headwind where staying in double digit speeds became a major effort.
Still, a good ride!
Tuesday, May 15, 2018
Tricia gave me her warm jacket to bag up and send back. I did. Then, right after the rest stop I realized I was missing my left glove. I hadn't noticed because I still had a glove liner on. Bummer for me. I took my jacket out of my pocket to look for it, then stuffed it back in. Later I realized that I not only didn't have a glove, I had no jacket. When Tricia went to a lost and found at a rest stop to check on my glove a rider walked up with my jacket. Tricia claimed it, to some teasing about "Is that really yours?" But I had it again. Later, at the ride end (free beer!) I unwrapped her drop bag jacket and discovered my glove. Nothing lost after all. What a day.
We couldn't resist stopping for a photo at our favorite winery.
Monday, May 14, 2018
Monday, April 30, 2018
We always aim for 30 days of biking and usually make it, even if it's just a short ride to the store for milk. This year I did actual rides every day. Michael is holding Tricia's spoke card to help celebrate. I myself am not cool enough for such a card, yet I still rode every day.
Sunday, April 29, 2018
We managed to get in a nice ride along the East Bay Regional Parks Carquinez Regional Shoreline (say that in one breath...)
Tricia wore her newest jersey from the Primavera Century. I made her stop long enough to photograph her with the Carquinez Bridge peeking out in the background.
Monday, April 23, 2018
Tricia looks better than I felt at the end our our 100 mile Primavera Century. But then she always does.
We had to leave the house at 5 a.m. which is a tough thing to do. But the ride was an hour away and we didn't want to hotel it, so that's what we did. Once we arrive at events like this I'm always amazed how long it takes to sign in, suit up and get rolling. I should know by now... This time it took almost an hour, but we were able to get out just as the ride officially stared at 7.
This is one well run ride. Along with rest rest stops and markings it had wonderful signs in several spots. My favorite: One letting me know that I was was 1/2 mile from the summit of a tough climb.
The organizers somehow had enough political juice to get the currently-closed Calavaras Road open for the ride. No cars! And what a beautiful part of California it is. Such a deal.
At lunch we elected to add on the extra miles a get a full century. There was some real climbing, but the hills were so beautiful and auto traffic so light it was worth it. Plus riding past the windmills and thinking of Don Quixote is always fun. They're sooooo big!
The last climb at mile 90 or so would always be entertaining with it's 13% section, but coming when it does makes it even more interesting. Tricia and I may be slow, but at least we didn't walk it as we saw a number of (younger!) cyclists doing.
All in all it was a great day with only one oddity: I'd planned to wear my new Davis club kit and be a matchy-matchy with Tricia and thought I had until mile 85 when she said "I thought you were wearing your Davis jersey." Somehow the night before I'd set out an old Waves to Wine jersey with the same white/blue/orange color scheme and we'd both not even noticed until the late afternoon. Great job visual education teacher.