The Steepest Street : Canton Ave in Pittsburgh, PA

I don't ride up this street. I don't ride down this street. There's a few hundred Pittsburghers who do - Stef, Danny, Jon, people I know who are on a higher plane than I, and I admire them so.

Baltimore - Annapolis

2.21.2016
19m
mtd:74 ytd:134

Spring-temps and short-pants ride, which was just wonderful. Rode from the Bastille to Oakland, thence BigDog and RTB. Kudos to Gravel & Grind for a great post on shifting and shifters.

2.27.2016
30m
mtd:100 ytd:164

Baltimore Airport to Annapolis,MS

Started the day in Pittsburgh. Karen and I drove to Frederick,MD for a coffee-and-bike-fetish stop at Gravel and Grind, which was nice. Back on the road, saw two homeless camps in close proximity to the gentrification. Drove to the Baltimore airport, parked in the Econolot on the west side of the field.



Great route. Rolled into Annapolis in twilight, rode straight over to Davis' Pub which was just excellent. Karen had salmon, I had a chicked and sausage gumbo. Great place. Came out of Davis' Pub in darknesss, rode 5 miles across town to the Holiday Inn Express. All the drivers were very courteous.


This is a video of a Burma-Shave style set of trail safety signs:

2.28.2016
26m
Feb eom:126 ytd:160

Rolled out after waiting for the world to warm up a bit. Departed and saw the Navy football field.

Saw a velocipede buzzing along. We warmed up quickly, climbing over the Annapolis Bridge. Joined the B&A Trail.

In Severna Park, there's a very nice little cafe-seating area along the trail, and the businesses in the strip mall behind it open their rear doors for cyclists. We had crepes from Sofi's Crepes which were just perfect. There's also The Big Bean, a coffee shop, and a pizza shop in this complex. Wonderful scene. Saw a custom-built Georgina Terry rando bike, a Coto Donana, and it was a thing of beauty.



Rode further northwest. Stopped at Bombay Blue's Bistro in the mistaken belief it was a bakery. Enjoyed some wonderful ice cream: strawberry with pistachios and saffon, it was tremendous.

Rode back to the BWI airport. There was medium- to high-traffic on the trail for most of the ride, and everybody got along well. Departed the Airport Loop and bugged out to our off-airport parking lot, where the car was still still and it started.

This is a nice overnight trip. There's a model of the solar system laid out along the trail, and it demonstrates the tremendous distance in orbits of the outer planets as opposed to the inner plants. This video starts from mid-solar system, heading to the sun:

When I Get Killed by a Driver: Evangelize, don't Critique!

When I get killed by a driver, please use it as an opportunity to evangelize drivers and the public, and not for internecine critique of small differences that are largely equivalent.

I want the driver who kills me prosecuted and then litigated, not out of any revenge but rather from the desire to add a tiny, incremental slice of momentum to the forces of negentropy.



I am chagrined that some good cyclists seize first reports of a driver plowing into experienced cyclists as an opportunity to restate their fave SafeCycling Shibboleth and nitpick the obvious-from-the-WWW errors in their judgement and technique. We should assume competence and support the cyclist.

I do understand the desire to say, "if they'd only (had kickstands?)" because it lets us separate ourselves from the victims, but that's an internal benefit and should remain unspoken because: comfort in, dump out.

If you bother my dependants, survivors, and friends with arcane online discussions of lane position or visibility, I will haunt you and your bike and let air out of your tires at inopportune moments forever.

Dropped; Dravo Disappointment

2.20.2016 4m
Feb-td:55 ytd:115

Just a magnificent day in the Burgh. Took a short ride to a meeting, was fortunate to encounter Jo-P enroute and she led me over the hill and via a much more effective route than I would have used.

She did drop me climbing 40th Street. I want to say it happened because I have a much lower granny gear, but that would be inconsistent with her mad skillz.

The meeting was a 412Flock meeting. I think there's some good things happening with the Flock.

Disappointed to learn there's a gas-fired power plant that's going to be built in close proximity to the Dravo Cemetery campground.



The site is a former brownfield, and a power plant is probably one of the only things that could be built there. This plant will probably result in a coal-burning facility shutting down or reducing operations. The locality badly needs jobs, although the current trend is to minimize the humans needed to operate every business - business processes have moved beyond logistics into employee-minimization - and I'm not sure how many local jobs will exist after the plant is in operation.

It does bring to mind interesting implications: should the local economy suffer because of the gentry who want to ride through, enjoying the undisturbed nature of low-employment?

Homecoming Crowd, Brightside Light

2.19.2016 27m
Feb-td:51 ytd:111

Yesterday was 30°F, today was 60°F. Great day for bicycling and I encountered many fellow-travellers.

Started at the Bastille. Rode into town with YC, checked out the new Smithfield Street bus stop with leaning rails (to keep homeless people from sitting, I guess) and solar panels. Disappointed there's no computery bus info displayed. Loved, loved, loved the flowers outside the Library on Smithfield Street:




Today was my first day riding with a BrightSide light. It's really not very daytime-effective, but I think it'll be interesting to see how it works at night.


Met JonP which was cool. Rode to the Pump House, ran into Jerry. I think using the Pump House for a rendezvous point for people-with-cars is going to be less effective this year; it seems to have locked gates pretty often. I think people will begin to say: meet you at USS across from the Pump House.

Met PH. Rode though the Southside, a Jeep with a bike on the back was very courteous to us (thanks DB!) Marko overtook us and joined. Stopped to check out Altar of the Dog, K. joined us. Saw SB on the Ft.Duq bridge, she warned us about an accumulation of salt that made the switchbacks behave like a gravel pit.

On the Chateau trail, rode past JohnM taking a walk. People everywhere, it was a great day to be out.

I think everybody tried to get out on the trails on Friday afternoon because Saturday they're likely to be crowded.

RIP Michael Prater #CrankOn

2.8.2016

Michael Prater, a 42-year old cyclist from Cincinnati, was killed by a hit-and-run driver. He was a father, husband, and an REI store manager. The local cycling community had a Ride of Silence for him, and 600 cyclists turned out.

I was impressed that the Cleveland REI store came down and provided staffing for the Cincinnati location so those folks could all have the day off.

At the ride, they read aloud this poem by Mike Murgas, which I learned about from the local news coverage.

The Ride of Silence... Tonight we number many but ride as one In honor of those not with us, friends, mothers, fathers, sisters, sons With helmets on tight and heads down low, We ride in silence, cautious and slow The wheels start spinning in the lead pack But tonight we ride and no one attacks The dark sunglasses cover our tears Remembering those we held so dear Tonight's ride is to make others aware The road is there for all to share To those not with us or by our side, May God be your partner on your final ride

Marcha en Silencio… Somos muchos esta noche, pero marchamos como un solo hombre en honor de padres, madres, amigos o hijos que ya no tienen nombre... Con el casco bien calado y la cabeza agachada marchamos en silencio, prudente la mirada. En cabeza oigo ruedas su recorrido comenzar, pero hoy solo marchamos, nadie quiere atacar. Disimulan nuestras lágrimas las gafas oscuras recordando nuestros seres queridos con ternura. La marcha de esta noche es para otros advertir que las carreteras son y están para compartir. Para aquellos que con nosotros ya no están: ¡que Dios les acompañe en la marcha final!.

You Are Here

2.6.2016 8m
Feb-td:24 ytd:84

Really a nice day today. Started in Oakland, rode over to Millvale. Saw this e-billboard while crossing the 40th Street Bridge and I was really glad to see it; I think the Max Vanka murals are some of the finest art in Pittsburgh, and they represent an anti-war, economic-justice view of Christianity that's no longer emphasized.




Saw this new mural at Sidewall at 608 South Millvale, done by Lizzee Solomon.

You Are Here transports the viewer from the dreary land of
“eternal twilight” into a tropical paradise. The smell of
coconuts is thick in the air, hibiscus petals gently tickle
your cheeks, your skin is crispy with sun and salt. You are
never too hot because there is always a cool breeze to catch
and a broad, palm shade to retire under. You hear a samba
band in the distance. It is almost Carnival. You are here
and the world is waiting.