Showing posts with label Buddy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Buddy. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 9

Lock Ultra FAIL

JRA, in his One Speed: Go blog, has a recurring theme, in which he hands out yellow cards to bikes at racks that were locked poorly. You can see a representative sampling of these, by clicking on THIS link. In the past, I have always shaken my head and clucked my tongue at the horrible locking jobs he captured.

Fortunately, I learned two lessons today. Both were learned cheaply, in contrast to what MIGHT have happened. Actually, I learned three lessons. The third lesson was that John Romeo Alpha does not lurk around the bike rack where I work. There are real advantages to living in North Texas rather than in Arizona.

Had JRA lived closer, I might have found a little yellow card affixed to my bike that said something like the picture below:

I came out from work to go home today, only to find my bike completely UNLOCKED. Buddy. A fairly pricey cyclocross bike I've ridden nearly 10,000 commute miles on. I was shocked. Then I was thankful. Then I remembered how it happened.

LESSON 1
When I pulled up to the rack today, I dropped my bag off the back, and THEN I noticed a crowd of pedestrians walking towards the gate. Proving that not only motorists have a powerful urge to "get there first" or "must pass" that cyclists complain about. I bundled up my stuff and got there first. Well, that would have been a bitter victory had Buddy been missing with both U locks still securely fastened to the rack in their usual "wait for Steve to come back to work" position. Better to get to the gate at the end of the line than to walk home seven miles.

LESSON 2
I work in a fairly low threat location. That is further reinforced by my typically superior locking approach. One U lock captures the frame and rear wheel. The second U lock captures the front wheel. I was told that bikes had been stolen from this location with the security guards looking on. Well, today I got lucky. It was a powerful reminder. People are mostly pretty good. Either that or they're so used to see Buddy locked well that they've stopped looking.

I do not WANT to have to rush to build Madeleine into the bike I'd like to ride to work. And, thanks JRA, for NOT being around my work location today. And thanks to all my coworkers for not taking my bike home. And no, I did NOT forget my "just a minute" locking when I stopped at the major coffee store on the way home from work. Though that lock would certainly deserve the usual John Romeo yellow card note. But for THAT lock, the bike is within sight at all times. It just has to be good enough to slow the thief down long enough for me to run outside. Unlike the U locks, it doesn't have to protect without observation through an entire work day. And THEY only do that if you use them. Or maybe Ham's last comment "Mercy, Mercy Me," was prophecy...

Thursday, April 19

Something OLD, Something New...

Richard Nixon was still President of the USA. On his way to whooping my own preferred candidate; George McGovern. That was the year that I last bought a bike with my own money. Earned with my own hands. I was working at the "A&P" (as in "Breaking Away") in north Seattle. Now, that A&P is an "Apple Store." Specifically, it was 1972.

But I digress.

The bike was bought at the store shown below. At THAT time, it was known as "Gregg's Greenlake Cycle." As it turned out, that purchase formed a defining moment in my life as a cyclist. You see, that was the LAST time I ever bought a bike for myself from a cycling store. The bastards screwed me, though it took me many years to fully realize it. Still, I have no doubt that, over the years, these guys have improved mightily since they ARE still in business.

Gregg's Cycle in Seattle. Not a Lot of Bike Parking. Some Things Don't Change Over the Years
The bike was a "Champion Du Monde." It was a smidge more than I could really afford at the time. $100. For that price, I got something equivalent to the FAR more popular (and more expensive) Peugeot UO8. Yup, the same bike you now see on eBay regularly for - about $100. Unless the owner thinks it is collectible somehow. As in the case of the Peugeot, the CDM came with a steel, cottered crank, crappy Simplex shifting gear, and steel rims. The steel rims had dimples in them to create the illusion you could stop when the rims got wet.

Champion Du Monde - It Served Me Well, Even if Far Too Big...
I Named it "Betty Boop."
To make a loooong story less so, that bike is now on its third crank, uncounted wheels, its SECOND derailleur (viva Suntour!), and lots of other bits that got changed out over the years. The reason it is missing a saddle is I donated it to a guy with a bike a couple of years ago. It HAD fenders and a rear rack - both now reside on Frankenbike.

After Enough Miles, Chainstay Paint Starts to Get a Bit Thin...
Remants of the Seat Tube Decal
You may sense a faint touch of bitterness against Gregg's. That's because they sold me a bike that was AT LEAST two sizes too big. I was in High School at the time and the salesman made no attempt at all to do anything more than suck the money out of the dumb kid with as little effort as possible. Still, they did me one favor - they PERMANENTLY cured me of having too much reverence for any bike shop. For that, I will forever be grateful. It's also why you won't see me joining the "buy your bike from a proper bike store" crowd. I KNOW better.

Trust - but Verify
Despite the Gregg's salesman, I DID get my money's worth out of the bike, as you can see from what is left of the paint. Even a frame that is FAR too big for the rider can give many miles of riding pleasure. That bike rode miles in Seattle, Los Angeles, many towns around LA, Everett, and, finally in North Texas. Nowadays, I keep it mainly to remind me that bike shops should not be trusted any more than any other business. In the words of Ronald Reagan - "Trust, but verify." As significantly, that bike was within sight the minute I met my future wife. Better yet, I changed out those steel rims before they killed me. They were gone before the last "close call" I had with a car - around 1974, bombing down Admiral Way in West Seattle at nearly 40MPH when a motorist decided to pull out from a driveway without proper caution. Such an event would not be worthy of even a mention in this blog nowadays. Experience truly is valuable.

Having told y'all about my LAST new bike, I have weakened and bought a second. This one was bought nearly 40 years to the day after the first. Yes, I have to admit that even "Buddy" was a used bike. All I can say is what my wife calls me - "cheap." Well, and it arrived today...

What's in the Box? On the Porch, this Afternoon.

Monday, February 13

Bicycle Dreams Part 1

Sleeping Panther, Symbol of Fort Worth. Based on a Dallas Tall Tale
I rarely dream about bicycles or things regarding bicycling. Much more often, I dream of performance driving with Jaguars or Alfa Romeos. I have no idea why this is the case, but it is. Perhaps it stems from the days, when I was working on my Master's Degree, when a half hour drive down Topanga Canyon Boulevard represented the ultimate in vacation luxury. Perhaps it stems from long drives in Alfas between Los Angeles and Seattle. Perhaps, it is just the way things play out.

Regardless, last weekend, I DID have a bicycle dream. Actually, it spread itself over two nights, making it plural. Buddy, my main transportation bike, featured prominently. In it, I rode Buddy to work, much as I do pretty much every workday I don't ride one of the other family bikes. Strangely, however, a crowd gathered at work, surrounding me and Buddy.

The Little Lame Prince
For reasons unknown, Buddy and I were the center of attraction and people soon swept us up. Shortly thereafter, Buddy and I were separated. At first, this seemed natural and pleasant. However, soon, Buddy disappeared from view. I called out for the bike. But, Buddy was nowhere to be seen. Nobody admitted knowing where the bike had gone. And then, I woke up. Buddy was nowhere around.


Like the Leaves on this tree, in my Dream, Buddy was GONE, GONE, GONE

Friday, March 18

Doughnuts Bedevil a Cyclist

Four Sets of Doughnuts Have Slipped in Two Years
I'm sure I'm only one of many that has the problem outlined today. I don't recall the subject being treated at bicycle school. SLIPPERY DOUGHNUTS. The symptom is illustrated in the photo above. No, these aren't the kind of doughnuts you eat, but the kind that are SUPPOSED to keep your exposed brake cable from messing up the paint on your frame. After a ridiculously short period, instead of remaining in place on the cable, they work their way back to the rear end of whatever cable they are sitting on. After only a brief time more, they work their way back within a block of being set where they belong. Before too much longer, they simply disappear from the cable altogether, one at a time.

Buddy originally came with some classy white doughnuts. They slipped pretty much within a month. When I had to change out the rear brake cable, I put the first set of black rubber ones on. THOSE lasted nearly six months. Now, my third set of black rubber doughnuts routinely vibrate to the back of the cable run, even without any brake application.

The question is: does anyone have a practical solution for this other than increasing the cable housing run or simply doing without? If the cable were BELOW the top tube, I'd be inclined to simply give up rubber doughnuts for Lent, but it's easy to damage the paint with a cable running ABOVE the tube. I've considered a drop of super glue on each doughnut, but somehow that seems like it might not be a brilliant solution, particularly if I accidentally glued a doughnut to the frame. A small dab of tire patch glue? I am NOT going to try WD-40.

Sunday, April 18

B is for Brakes

There truly is harmony and psychic unity – sort of – in the narrow world of blogs that talk about bikes and cycling. On Tuesday, Lizzylou talked about stopping without using brake pads. The same day, Rantwick decided to ride his fixed gear to work without any brakes at all. Ironically, on Monday, I had my own braking experience and it wasn’t pretty.

V Brakes on a Cross Bike are Powerful - and Touchy. For its Second Set of Pads, Buddy Uses Kool-Stop Salmon "Thinline."
We Shall See How THEY Last. The OEM Pads Went 3400 Miles, I Don't Jump Off My Bike at Stops to Stretch Their Life.
In bike school, they talk about “ABC Quick Check.” The “B” Means you are supposed to check your brakes – as in you don’t want to go zooming off, only to discover at the bottom of the first hill that they aren’t working right. Well, that’s a good principle, and one I subscribe to. As a matter of fact, I’d just adjusted Buddy’s touchy V brakes. In bike school, they tell you that with full brake application, there should be two fingers’ worth of clearance between the lever and the bar. With Buddy, full application with freshly adjusted brakes is at most one finger, and I wind up adjusting brake pads once every month or two. I suspect that Specialized reached the same conclusion about V brakes on cyclocross bikes, since they have now returned to traditional canti brakes.

Anyway, as soon as I got on the bike Monday, I knew something was amiss. A brake was dragging – not a whole bunch, but it was definitely dragging. The front brake - the wheel dragged a little when I spun it. My first thought was to roll back in the house and either adjust it or drive in. Sometimes we should go with first thoughts. My second thought was that the drag wasn’t all that bad and would get better with time. Plus, I had a tailwind. That seemed reasonable for the first couple of miles. However, as I went on, I noticed that speed fell off a good 5 mph from typical. What’s more, when I finally got in to work, twenty minutes slower than usual, I felt tired, a bit “down,” and a couple of people wondered why I looked flushed.

Going home, it all came together. A dragging brake AND a headwind. It was a SLOW trip home. I even got off the bike and walked up a couple of the hills. That isn’t something I ever do. I kept thinking – "I feel a little ill and that’s partly why I’m going so slow." In the final analysis, it took 40 minutes longer than usual to get home.

The moral of this little lesson is that it isn’t enough just to CHECK, you actually want to ACT based on the results of the check. The OTHER moral is that, while cycling may be fun and safe, it’s MORE fun if you don’t ride around with a brake applied all the time. It is also an argument in favor of barrel adjustors, which the Tricross lacks. As a matter of fact, there WILL be some modifications made to those brakes next time I have to change out brake cables. If I get really irritated at the things, I may even go as far as changing them out for canti brakes.

Good Brakes Don't Keep You From Adjusting Them Too Tight!

Thursday, March 25

Steve and the Child Resistant Glue Tube

Y'all saw my inability to match up a Presta valve spare tube with my Presta valve rim, here. Well, thanks to Lizzylou, I now confess that it is even worse than I claimed. In her comment, she noted that "Hm, all of my glue tubes have had a puncture point on the opposing end of the cap, so that was never a problem. I've considered trying those 'self stick' patches, but for some reason I don't want to trust them."

Well, she can consider that innocent observation to be payback IN SPADES for a battery comment I made over her way a while back.

#1 Puncture Point
Here's what the glue tube looks like that I used. Upon careful examination, one will notice a sharp point recessed within the cap, which is designed so that clumsy children will not stick themselves by accident. Well, unobservant cyclists at dusk don't always notice such things while they're searching for something sharp either. After reading Lizzylou's comment, I looked at that glue tube again and find that I needn't have borrowed a pen to puncture the seal from the coffee shop barista. Where was she on Friday? A simple psychic message might have done the trick. In my own defense, I'll note that I did not see any instructions that directed me to look and SEE the sharp point within the cap. Well, perhaps I ought to just shut up here or my wife might reconsider her claim that I am NOT a goofball...

#2 Self Stick Patches
I didn't note it in the previous post, but my patch kit always includes a self stick patch. What's more, I actually used it in the repair. I stuck it on the inside of the failing tire before I discovered that my spare tube had the wrong kind of valve for my rim. I tend to agree with Lizzylou that those self stick patches are worthy of sketicism, but they are GREAT for fixing up stuff where you don't care if they hold pressure over the long run or not. I previously used one to patch my rim strip so the tube wouldn't get punctured by the spoke end. On Saturday, I had a chat with ChipSeal and he swears by the things. Myself, I'm an old fashioned boy. Still, the "self stick" comment made me blush a little. Regardless of what one thinks of the things, it is not a brilliant move to use one's only self stick patch before fully assessing the situation. Had I just stuck it on the tube, it would have saved time and the whole tube puncture thing, and since I align my tire label with the valve hole, it would have gotten me home just fine. Perhaps Lizzylou will consider getting a few, if not for the tubes, where holding air is important, for the TIRE and rim strip, where you just don't want to see something come through the and attack that tube you just fixed. They work GREAT for THAT purpose. What's more, they are cheaper than the old-fashioned solution of using a dollar bill to cover the tire damage and have the added benefit of not moving around inside the tire as well.

Saturday, March 6

Clever Bike School Instructors

Parking Lot Where the "Accident" Happened
Sometimes my commute starts to seem routine. I wonder about what in the heck is there left to write about on this blog about it. At such times, invariably something novel pops up. It's different than driving in to work. Driving, it seems that the novel things all involve some rice rocket finding a new way to turn my few remaining hairs gray (grey for Rantwick and Ham).

Anyway, yesterday, on the way home from work, I had an "accident." In a parking lot. Not the kind of parking lot that Rantwick's mom warned him about, but a parking lot where I actually detoured into just for the purpose of purchasing something. Specifically, a "tall, no room, bold if you have it" product from a major coffee purveyor. I'd enjoyed the hot beverage, and was departing, when the accident happened. Sssssss and suddenly the "A" part of the "ABC Quick Check" was departing from the norm.

Not to worry; as a proud and happy "Traffic 101" graduate, I'd just change the tube in that tire and I'd be on my way with virtually no delay at all. The barista leaned out the drivethrough window and waved. I gaily noted that it came with the territory. I looked at the tire and it appeared I'd picked up a nail or something. Those Contis are tough, but nails are more than they're designed to handle.
Bike Down!
Exhibiting the speed and dexterity of much practice over the years, I had the tire dismounted and the tube removed with a speed of a NASCAR mechanic. I reached into the bag to grab my spare tube, and, BY JINGO (or thoughts to that effect), this tube is totally WORTHLESS. It was at that moment that my instructor Richard's words came back to haunt me. "Presta is Besta." All the rest of the way home, I kept muttering, "That's for darn sure when you have a wheel drilled for a Presta valve and your spare tube has a Schrader valve!" You see, my spare looked like the picture below. I'm sorry, Richard. At least my patch kit worked. I've been lugging that spare tube around for months. Talk about useless weight.

Another note, for those that think motorists are unfeeling cads that are merely waiting to kill any cyclist in the vicinity:

While I was going through all of this, I received offers of help from three motorists that were departing from the neighboring bank drivethrough, including one from two guys with baseball caps in a white pickup. White pickups are sometimes viewed with suspicion by cyclists on the road. I don't know if any of these motorists had any clue about fixing bike tires, but I felt heartened by the offers all the same. Each of you gets a gold star. We all had some good, if mercifully short conversations. Civility is NOT dead. What's more, I also discovered an added shortcoming in my bike "tire fix" equipment. You cannot use an oak tree twig to puncture the top of a glue tube. Keys don't work, either. An SKS fender stay will ALMOST work, and I'm not sure the slightly smaller Planet Bike fender stay wouldn't. A loan of a pen from one of my favorite baristas did the trick. I said "pin," but "pen" works just as well. Actually, now that the glue tube has been punctured, I won't need to worry about that - instead, I'll just have to make sure the glue hasn't dried out from old age. Upon reflection, I'm not sure that the plug from a set of headphones wouldn't work, but I didn't think of that at the time (yes, Gail, I'm BAD, REALLY BAD).

Yes, Presta IS BESTA Than Schrader When Your Wheels Have Presta Holes
Spare Tube had a Worthless Schrader Valve!

Postscript: Feeling around the inside of the tire, it appeared the Kevlar composite layer has failed. What's more, the whole thing felt really thin and flimsy, and the tire casing was feeling a bit like thick paper. Rather than using a dollar bill, I used another patch on the inside of the tire casing. Perhaps my revised goal of making 6000 miles with these tires was optimistic, and my original 4000 mile life was more on the mark. I'm going shopping for new tires. 4250 miles is a respectable mileage. I think I'd regret running them until the cord actually showed through the rubber. My new tires will be the same as the old ones. Continental Grand Prix 4 Season. 28c width. GREAT tires! 3 cents per mile, but worth it in peace of mind. THESE TIRES ROCK! I noticed that Tracy Wilkinson also uses Contis. A post on his experiences over on Springfield Cyclist would be of great interest to at least one of his blog readers (hint hint).

Tuesday, March 2

Back to Work With Buddy

A Bit of Added Warmth and a Morning Sun Enticed the Cabelas Buffalo Herd out to Graze
It's been over three weeks since I rode to work. February has had lousy weather, including the first-ever "zero on the motorcycle meter" day I've seen. It hasn't all been the weather. I'd lost some of my desire to ride to work. I was feeling a bit hollow, partly due to the ChipSeal legal problems. They gnawed at me more than I liked. I didn't find myself going out to the sun room just to LOOK at Buddy. Partly it was just that I've been riding to work pretty much in the dark since Halloween. Today, however, I decided that Buddy needed a bit of exercise and also needed to show off its new fenders. While motorcycles may still have been in short supply at work, it was their loss. Even the buffalo were back out in the morning sun, grazing away. The expectant buffalo mothers-to-be were building their strength for the Spring arrival of new calves. Looking down over the valley (canyon by North Texas standards), the control tower of Alliance Airport signaled I was almost to work. The only thing missing was a T-38 jet screaming overhead.

A Sight I Aways Find a Morale Boost is the Sight of the Fort Worth Alliance Airport Control Tower
In this Case, Seen from the Fence Separating the Cabelas Buffalo Herd from the Cabelas Parking Lot
Even Buddy decided to show off a bit, demonstrating the stability that a bike has when its owner forsakes complicated, newfangled contraptions such as kick stands. In the background, is my nomination for "best parking lot anywhere to ride through." A six lane access road with a median and no traffic is about as far from "the parking lot your mom warned you against" as it is possible to get.

Kick Stands are for Sissies!
And, on the way home, it was not only still clear, but the north wind acted as a tail wind, easing my concern the new fenders had slowed me down a whole bunch. I stopped only to take the shot below, one that illustrates why even motorists don't think it's a good idea for them to drive across the grass in parks.

Motorists Taking Short Cuts in City Parks is Frowned Upon
Actually, the Tracks Were Probably from Nearby Gas Drilling Activity
or City Maintenance. Still, it's a Good Thing There are Lots of Roads Around!
Aren't Buddy's New Black Fenders Elegant?

Oh yeah, they still remember Buddy and me at Starbucks as well. Golly, but a nice commute really clears up the crabby factor!

No Bird Poo or Gadgets Today, Just a Working Bike
Waiting for Afternoon Coffee to be Consumed
Even the Carbon Seatpost Looks Pretty Relaxed in this Shot
The First Time Buddy Went into one of these Coffee Stores, a Regular Opined:
"I hope you only paid half price for that bike. It's only got half a seat!"
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Monday, December 21

Elegance Counts Too

During the course of the last couple of years, I've seen lots of stuff on the Internet about bicycle commuting and transportation. Some of it extolls urban transportation riding as the apex of bicycle culture, some of it sneers at "casual urban" cyclists. I've seen claims that cycling will cost you under 10 cents per mile, with corresponding large savings over automobile travel. On the other hand, I've suggested myself that cycle commuting isn't something you do for purposes of saving money at all. If cycle commuting is for saving money, trash bin bikes, run on a shoestring, using replacement parts from Wallyworld and thrift stores are the order of the day. Its what I'd run if I were trying to absolutely minimize outgo. A step up for those not wanting to deal with getting a relic back on the road are big box stores. It's what you can see any day of the week, chained up at the back of restaurants almost anywhere. However, even in a transportation bike, elegance counts.

Before you read any further, this post is a Steve A foray into "bike culture." As noted in that post, I tend toward bike culture stuff when I haven't been riding enough. Commuting is over for 2009.

Bike Transportation Secret
In truth, the ideal transportation bike is quite simple. It's the bike that will make you dream about riding it to work, or to the store, or to go work out at the gym. It's a bike you'll just go out to gaze on before you got to sleep, just to look at it one last time. For some, it's a traditional style touring bike, such as a Pashley. Sometimes their enthusiasm even makes me feel a bit tempted. For others, it's a modern bike, or a mountain bike. For a few, it's a Bakfiets or Xtracycle. For me, it's Frankenbike and Buddy, but Buddy's the serious transport bike I take when I need to do the miles to work daily, in darkness or light, in all weather (even though I'm just a fair weather cyclist at heart).

Background
I first started riding to work in Texas back in 2004 (I moved here in 2003), using my road bike. It was a 19 mile commute to Vought in Dallas, and I only did it a couple times of week, and only during the longer days of the year. In 2006, I changed work locations and then began riding to work occasionally to Haltom City, using mostly older bikes. Starting in 2008, I got more serious and began to consider what I really wanted for transport. KEEP IN MIND that my transport considered only what I needed to make the trek of well OVER 10 miles each day to work. Had I been going a mile or two, or five, the criteria would have resulted in a different choice.

My Ideal Transportation Bike - First Element
There are two cycling books that have most influenced my attitudes toward cycling. Effective Cycling is one that I've talked about in this blog before. When it comes to how to ride safely, I've never seen anything that would cause me to criticize the opinionated old coot that wrote it. I've never seen any serious criticism of him in this regard elsewhere, either.  But there's another cycling book that has been at least as influential on me. To this day, I read it, though much of its advice is laughable and hopelessly outdated. That book is The Complete Book of Bicycling by Eugene A Sloane, 1970 Edition. My wife also got a copy. We keep hers, which is autographed. Eugene Sloane passed away just last year - of causes unrelated to cycling (cycling IS safe and fun), at the age of 90. My favorite chapter is "So You Want to Buy a Bicycle!" It's a window into a different time, when bicycles were more primitive, but more elegant at the same time. It predates mountain bikes. It's why I still have a French bike in my garage that I bought new in 1971, though the paint is worn clear off the chainstays, the right rear dropout is bent, and it's too big for me. It's why I now have an old Falcon. It's why I have two sets of tubular rims. That book drilled into me the first element of a serious bike - drop handlebars. All my own bikes have them. I've ridden bikes with other handlebar types, and they're pleasant enough. I may even back off someday. But not yet. In this, Forester in Effective Cycling didn't help. Forester also said drop bars are IT. I think both these guys are wrong on this, but I'm like the Pearl Harbor survivor that can't bring himself to consider buying a Toyota. As it is, shallow drop bars DO work very well for how I ride. Buddy's got shallow drop bars.

My Ideal Transportation Bike - Second Element
Sloane's book also instilled an appreciation for a second element I want in a serious bike. That second element is relatively light weight. I've never wanted the very lightest. Such bikes make too many compromises for serious point-to-point riding. They don't accommodate fenders. They don't have proper wheel clearance. They won't take racks. Many of them compromise braking - or stability - or durability - or reliability. But the influence still has power. A kickstand is, to quote Sloane, "at least a pound of dead weight." None of my bikes have kickstands. I still have the one that came with my 1971 bike, but it hasn't been on a bike for 36 years. It's why I'm fitting "quick change" fenders to Buddy, a bike that has places to attach fenders permanently.



My Ideal Transportation Bike - Third Element
Now we depart from elements contained in the book influences. I've moved beyond the love of a lugged Reynolds 531 or Columbus frame, and Campagnolo components, to an appreciation for welded aluminum with SRAM or Shimano shifters (actually SRAM rules & Shimano drools). Sloane also lacked an appreciation for the utility of braze-ons and places to bolt stuff. He was a reflection of the time in which he wrote. Forester, on the other hand, wanted to take out a torch and start brazing stuff on personally. Recently, I asked my LBS about adding braze-ons to Frankenbike and they laughed at me (there is a shop that can do it in DFW, however). My third element is that the transport bike should have enough provisions to allow it to mutate easily. None of this having to sneak a rack aboard using klugey clamps or such. None of this having to velcro a water bottle holder to the frame. Any bike that can't accommodate fenders and a rack in the basic design need not apply. That rules out most of the road bikes built nowadays.

My Ideal Transportation Bike - Final Factors
Once one specifies drop bars, light weight, room for fenders and racks, there are a few other factors. Number one amongst these are brakes. I want brakes that are capable of throwing me over the handlebars in a torrential downpour. My bike in 1971 once took two blocks to stop when I was going down a hill in the rain. It's why I'd never ride a bike with steel rims on anything other than a nice sunny day. Number two is some sort of way to fix one's feet to the pedals - either toe clips or clipless pedals. This, of course, is something that can be accomplished with ANY bike. For long-range commuting, I think SPD pedals are ideal. Number three amongst these are a solid feel to the bike. I like a twitchy feel in a road bike. It's what they're about. But a transport vehicle should feel solid and steady. It inspires confidence and purpose in the commute. Number four amongst these is that the bike has to "call out" to me. THAT is a combination of a lot of stuff. All together, these factors add up to the elegance of the bike I'm considering.

My Ideal Transportation Bike - Candidates
When you add it all up, there were basically two bike styles that remained after the criteria were set up; Touring frames and Cyclocross. Both were designed to travel all sorts of terrain. Both considered weight without being obsessed by it. Both had brakes. REAL brakes. Touring bikes all had good places to bolt stuff and they tended more towards the steel I'd grown up with and always appreciated.

Wild Card
As it turned out, I was led towards my current approximation of an ideal, long distance transport bike entirely by accident. One of my coworkers had a Specialized Tricross. What's more, he locked it OUTSIDE in the bike rack I passed by daily when I went out for a walk at lunch. Over time, I noticed the serious brakes, and the rack mounts. None of this impressed me overmuch - I had Frankenbike and I wasn't looking for a new bike anyway. Until I heard vague rumblings of a work move.

Looking
I started looking at Tricross. Tricross seem, to me, overpriced for what you get. I wasn't about to pay $1300 for a clunky Tiagra bike. What's more, over time, I've lost enthusiasm for triple front derailleurs for general use. I could get as much out of Frankenbike at 1/10 the price. I didn't see much in the way of used ones. Entirely by chance, I ran across a used, late model Expert in mid January. The Expert not only had a better specification, including SRAM shifting gear, but it avoided the drab look of the lower end Tricrosses. And the upgraded wheels made me drool. They were, simply, elegant. Buddy was it. I rode Buddy to work the first time in February 2009. It's been great.

Even Love Has Warts

Ten months of commuting show Buddy isn't perfect, but it's not real far from it. Rather than extoll its virtues, I'll focus on where it falls short:
  • Zertz Inserts - Despite what Buycycling Magazine may tell you, interrupting primary load paths with a hunk of translucent plastic isn't a road to paradise. I'd have to ride an equivalent bike without the zertz to know for sure, but I think Specialized Marketing won out over the engineers in the design. Trust me. I work on carbon stuff for a living. Carbon doesn't like making load go around corners like Specialized has done. If I ever need to replace the seatpost, I'll pick something without Zertz. I don't LIKE those popping noises I occasionally hear over rough roads.
  • Rubber Doughnuts - Buddy came with little white plastic doughnuts over the rear brake cable. They would rapidly slide to the back of the cable, with the cable marring the paint. When I switched the cables to a conventional bike arrangement, I went to rubber doughnuts. They work better, but it's still not reliable. One disappeared when I was in bike class.
  • Brake Pads - 3400 miles is a bit short for pad life in my book. Kool Stop pads might or might not last longer, but they're sweet in any event. Get the salmon color.
  • Frame Stiffness - While Buddy feels rock solid on the road, I occasionally get rear brake rubbing at times that suggest the torsional stiffness of the rear is less than ideal. Buddy also shudders on occasion when travelling over heavy gravel, and then keeps going. It's a "solid shudder" if that makes any sense.
  • Balance between cost and "perfect." - That 10 cents per mile is tough to achieve with a bike like Buddy. Buddy's about the most expensive bike with a chance of hitting that target. I think I'll get there.
  • Mileage concerns - Buddy is the first bike I've ever owned that I felt any need to conserve mileage on to avoid premature wear. That's due to the cost - even though I bought used. You buy cheap and such things are of no concern.
That's about it. Specialized may be the "Pepsi" of the bike industry to Trek's "Coke," but Specialized has done a pretty darn good job with the Tricross, though if you go visit the Specialized website, you'll find it difficult to find. On the other had, something from Surly, Redline, or Masi, without the Zertz, and a little lighter, with maybe a light green frame color. Mountain Dew, so to speak. In the meantime, I'm going out to the sunroom to look at Buddy a bit...

Thursday, December 3

Cheaper Than a Car!

Buddy Amortization to Date (Feb-Dec 2009)
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Bikes are dollars and sense beasts just as automobiles are - if we're talking about commute costs. You may think that a bike is a lot cheaper than a car and so you almost can't help but save money. It ain't necessarily so, though I HAVE cracked the first threshold in my quest to get Buddy down to 10 cents per mile operating cost. Buddy now is OFFICIALLY cheaper than the average car - by 2 cents per mile. If I look around various locales about how much cars currently cost to operate, they all cluster in the 50 cent per mile ballpark.

Bikes just aren't cheap anymore. You want to get a nice "urban" bike - say the Gary Fisher Simple City or the Novara Fusion, and you'll be out a cool grand. You'll be out AT LEAST that much for any Surly you'll want to use to commute longer distances regularly.

It's something to think about. If you live less than 10 miles to work, you'll be riding NO FURTHER than my mileage even if you ride every work day, rain or shine, or cold or heat. Yes, buy that Civia or Redline, or whatever, just remember that you better darn well LOVE that bike because in raw economic terms, you are PAYING A PRICE TO BIKE COMMUTE. You want cheap miles - get something out of a dumpster and keep it running on a shoestring. For me, Buddy gets the job done and it looks like we'll hit the 10 cent per mile "target" before the bike gets worn out. Ride your bike to work to save the planet, or for whatever reason works for you, but DO keep an eye on the bottom line. You got to put in miles to get that cost down. Otherwise that elegant bike is an expensive toy, much as Felix is.

FINE PRINT
Buddy's operating cost is about half what it would be had I bought it new. The operating cost would have been lower had I not ridden the road bike to work for over 1000 miles of my total commute. PART of that road bike mileage was to keep the miles down on Buddy - it seems a little odd to AVOID riding a bike to keep mileage down, but my road bike was much cheaper than Buddy and already has over 7000 miles since I got it It is BELOW the target cost so riding it is almost free. If I can keep Buddy together for four years, I should be able to achieve the magic 10 cents per mile mark. Maybe even some of the components will still be good which will result in salvage value. A replacement frame would run about $900 new. Right now, I'd estimate the tires are about 60% worn so their per mile cost will drop before replacement is needed. Cost of cyclocross tires are NOT included since cross is FUN, not commuting.

Wednesday, December 2

Commute Year

It’s early December and, between the weather, “use it or lose it vacation” time, and the year end holiday, 2009 is mostly done in terms of bike commuting. Rather than waiting for the very end of the month, I thought I’d do my “year in review” now. There were several milestones, including a new commute bike, a work location change, launch of this blog, a few fairly prosaic events, and the obligatory mileage milestone.



Buddy as received
Recent Buddy shot
Buddy
Having commuted throughout 2008, I concluded in January that it was appropriate to acquire a dedicated commute bike, partly as a treat. I selected the commute bike based on a targeted amortized running cost of 10 cents per mile, combined with being fun to ride, and making the mileage I need to make when commuting. I’ll do another post summarizing how I’m doing in this regard later. For now, I’ll just note that 10 cents per mile is easy to achieve if you get your bike from a dumpster. It is tougher if you’re going to be using a new bike with better than average capabilities. It might not be possible if you’re going to try to commute on a high end custom bike, or if you have a shorter ride and you buy a nice “transportation” bike. Certainly, for my particular commute (YOUR commute will surely be different), Buddy is a superior choice over so-called “urban transportation bikes.” Simply put, Buddy gets the job done over the distance it has to go and “urban” bikes don’t. I think if I say anything more on this topic in this post, “they” will be after me with pitchforks and torches! Remember, if you’re reading this and getting warm under the collar, it’s not YOUR bike I’m saying doesn’t measure up! If I had a short commute, or no secure place to park, I would have made a different choice.

Alliance Move
Over Easter weekend, our program moved from Haltom City to Fort Worth Alliance Airport. The new commute is documented in the six-part series, here. Much to my surprise, the increase in riding distance has not dropped the frequency that I ride to work. The problem with cycle commuting is time, not distance. It’s an observation John Forester made in Effective Cycling that has proven to be completely on target. Whether or not you bicycle commute ultimately may come down to “can you afford the time it will take?” So far, for me, the answer has been “yes.”
The buffalo just east of Alliance Airport

Blog
I got a taste of blogging earlier this year, through the kind graces of PM Summer over at Cycle*Dallas. However, I’m not really a “policy-planning-advocacy-principles wonk” and so I launched this blog in June. On occasions, such as here, I do stray into advocacy and policy stuff, but mostly, I stick to the nuts and bolts of getting from point to point around North Texas or other places I happen to find myself. Regardless of one’s views toward the “ideal bicycling world” or “cycling rights,” we’re here and we either deal with it or are limited by it. I can’t say I’m a fan of all the places I ride, such as here or here, nor am I a fan of discriminatory laws, but mostly bicycling is safe and FUN. If it stops being either safe OR fun, I’ll stop riding. Millions of Americans have proved bike riding is not required to sustain life. In the meantime, paraphrasing my favorite ski sticker; “If hell freezes over, I’ll ride there too.” What’s more, I’ll probably make a post about Satan’s big red pickup truck, and whether he passed me safely & legally.

This blog's masthead


Events
There were a few commute riding events during the year, none of which really rose to the level of being “spectacular.” These include getting pulled over by a Fort Worth policeman during “Ride Your Bike to Work Week,” here, falling on a Keller MUP, here, a serial honking harasser, here, and that’s about it. Fortunately, “ol stinky” did not rise to the level of becoming an “event.” Instead of a thrilling “death rides on my leftvideo, my video was about bus lanes. I’m an engineer. Everyone knows engineers are BORING! Mostly, there are snippets of things observed along the route. In late September, prompted by an “Andy post” at the  Carbon Trace blog, I started my “honking project” and will do a quarterly update in the future. For now, I’ve accumulated three honks in roughly 1000 miles (about 10000 motorist interactions).

I got to go to a special session of bicycle school, but have STILL not succeeded in getting bikedfw to come through and actually HOLD the Traffic 101 course I paid for back in March. No, I don’t want a refund. I want to TAKE the course! People tell me we need more bike education and I just roll my eyes. We need to start by having ANY bike education. I don’t think Richard and Dorothy are going to get it done all by themselves. Hmm, maybe I ought to reread the “blog” paragraph before piling soap boxes any higher. Yeah, we need better advocates.

Mileage Milestones
I hit two cycle commute mileage milestones in 2009. In November, I hit 5000 bike commute miles for the year, and shortly thereafter, I hit 4000 miles for the new FW Alliance commute. If I believe the cycle computers, I did another one or two thousand miles of non-commute riding. For the first time in my life, I’m looking at consumables such as tires, chains, brake pads and such in terms of miles to replacement rather than calendar time. One other milestone – annual mileage on the Land Rover is down. I suggested to my wife that we see if the insurance company wouldn’t float us a discount on that basis. If we get a reduction, I’ll certainly document that event.

Wrap Up
All in all, it’s been a pretty good year for bike commuting. I hope yours has been as good.

Sunday, November 15

Buddy Goes All Soft on Me

Buddy sports a new bag and fenders
Reflector will be replaced with an amber SAE unit
once I can get to an RV store to buy one.

This coming week, the temperatures are forecast to be a LOT lower in North Texas than they were the first two weeks of November. We're talking down into the upper 30's which is a good 20 degrees colder than anything previously seen this fall. Maybe it'll snow for Thanksgiving?

I've been considering carefully the problem of getting to work comfortably when the ride home might be 40 degrees higher than the ride in to work. Last winter, with a shorter commute, it was still pretty unpleasant when it got down near freezing - and that reduced ride frequency. I still prefer to travel light, because the ride both ways isn't short, and lugging around extra stuff is not something to be done without due consideration, but long pants, cycling jacket, and other items needed in the morning get me overheated on the way home.

Anyway, after nearly a year of resistance, I've determined to get a rack and bag for Buddy for the upcoming cold months. In a fit of spending overenthusiasm, I also got a set of fenders, but more on those later. Let's stick to essentials for the time being.

For the rack and bag, I considered a lot of options, but selected a Topeak rack and bag. While I don't leave Buddy unattended, I really like the notion that the bag can be slid on and off, "clicking" into place. The "mini" panniers, stowed away in the photos, give the bag added utility without an undue weight penalty. The rack and bag went on with no problems. I painted the bracket stays black to match the rack instead of leaving them silver. I don't know why Topeak didn't do this themselves - it gives the installation a much more finished look.

I think I've still got a bit of work to do in order to get the lighting setup right. The light mounted on the rack stay is a bit unstable due to a little too much rubber in the mount, the reflector is borrowed from my wife's bike and I plan to replace it with an amber SAE reflector which is FAR superior to a CPSC reflector (they don't sell SAE reflectors at bike shops - you have to go to an auto or RV parts place). I am also not happy with how the oval light droops when clipped to the back of the bag.

Buddy's bag snapped into place. I'm not sure about these fenders, though!

Saturday, November 7

They Like to Get Dirty

Photo shows why you want a lot of mud clearance on a cyclocross bike
The photo was "as at the finish" with no artistic rearrangement
Race plan followed. The mud pit is scary, but also the most fun of anything on the course. RatTrap looks like he got some great videos of all kinds of stuff I was a little too preoccupied to notice. The "traction" setting on the tires was the better choice, at least for me.

It's too bad it doesn't snow this time of year in North Texas. I HIGHLY recommend this sort of tomfoolery to all, as long as they don't take it too seriously.

One thing that did surprise me was the number of odd noises and aspects that Buddy exhibited for the very first time. I had gears skipping. I thought I had a broken rear spoke until I realized about the third lap that the "broken spoke" was actually gravel stones hitting the aluminum down tube with a loud "ping." It only happened on a very specific segment of the course. I fear I'll have a lot of paint touchup ahead. If you plan to cyclocross, a strip of duct tape down the front of the down tube might be a good idea to reduce the paint damage.

And Watch for Anna's report! She's racing tomorrow. You go girl!

More later. Right now, I feel like taking a long, hot shower. In the meantime, see what RatTrap had to say.