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The Toughest Road of All

The following came across the NBW mailing list recently and I thought it was cute:

A piece of road walks into a bar and declares to all its occupants: “I’m the hardest bit of bitumen in the whole of this town!”

The piano player stops and the bar goes deadly silent. After a brief pause, all eyes drop, the pianist returns to playing and the piece of road pulls up a bar stool and settles down to a beer.

Five minutes later, a piece of dual carriageway throws open the bar door. Once again, the bar goes silent but for the creaking of the slow-moving overhead fans.

The dual carriageway declares: “I’m the toughest piece of bitumen you’ll ever see this side of the border!”

The piece of road slowly turns and locks eyes with the piece of dual carriageway. The tension mounts, other drinkers scatter and take cover.

At that precise moment, in walks a piece of freeway which says: “I’m the hardest bit of bitumen in the whole country and I’ll take you both on!”

And there they stood in a three-way Mexican stand-off for what seemed like an eternity.

Once again, the door opens and, into the middle of the stand-off, walks a strange-looking piece of coloured bitumen with a blue stripe. The other three turn their backs to the door, sit down at the bar and stare sheepishly into their drinks.

The bartender sidles up to the three of them and asks what the problem is. “Shhhh!”, says the dual carriageway, “Watch what you say, that guy’s a real cycle path.”

Just Trying to Help

I’m riding into work this morning and at one point, I came to a halt at a stop sign. As I watched an approaching utility truck, towing one of those big air compressors on wheels, I noticed it dragging what must have been a fifty foot air hose behind it. I start frantically pointing at the trailer. The driver clearly sees me and screams out the window, “what’s your problem man?”. His phrasing actually contained a few more expletives, but that was the gist of what he was saying.

I watch him continue through a yellow light, only to have a car turn left behind him. Naturally, the car couldn’t see the air hose, so it ran the hose over in the course of making the turn. The combination caused one end of the air hose to rip out of the air compressor, while the other end, with the brass connector on it, swung up and hit the car.  He certainly noticed the hose now!

I feel bad for the unsuspecting motorist making the turn, not so bad for the utility truck driver.  I suppose he just thought I was a nut, but would it really have cost him much time to slow down and find out what I was madly pointing about? What if I had been pointing at something that was a matter of life and death?

A Similarity Between Cyclists and Children

I’m in a position where I’m in the fairly early stages of being a “transportation cyclist” and a father.  It dawned on me the other day, how these two groups are somewhat similar.

For cyclists, potholes are a never ending problem.  What is a mere nuisance to an automobile can be a major hassle or even life threatening deficiency for a cyclists.  Cyclists become adept at making a mental map of such hazards, so we can proactively avoid the.  Occasionally, there is a pothole or other hazard that is so atrocious that cyclists or motorists actually take the time report it to the appropriate authorities.  Some states make this process easy, RI is not among them.  They leave the onus on the person making the report to determine which organization is responsible for the maintenance.  Recently, there was one such pothole on a route frequented by cyclists that was reported.  Much to our surprise, it was fixed within a day!  We aren’t sure whether this was mere luck or they actually sent a truck out to inspect it, determined that it really was dangerous and promptly fixed it.  By the shear volume of email this generated, you would have thought DOT had given the cyclists a big prize check.  Cyclists were absolutely thrilled that DOT fixed the pothole!   It made me realize that cyclists put up with a lot and hardly ever complain.  They take what they are given and make the best of it.

When I got home, I suddenly realized how similar this attitude is with young kids.  I’m constantly amazed at the pure thrill one of my kids can get from being given, oh I don’t know, a piece of paper.  If it’s unexpected or just what they are looking for, it can make them happier than any whiz bang toy that makes tons of noise with flashing lights.  While I can’t say that kids don’t ask for a lot, they often do a great job having fun with what they already have.  In many cases, they deal much better with change and go with the flow better than adults.

Almost every kid learns to ride a bike and it becomes, at least it used to, their first vehicle.  At some point, almost every kid seems to outgrow their bike and start driving.  Perhaps we would be a happier society all around if we did keep pedaling.  Is there magic in riding a bike?

Mass Transit, Not Quite There

I’ve had two days over the past few weeks, where I decided to try the bus instead of biking. With the Washington Bridge walkway closed, my bike commute distance is now about 16 miles each way. Assuming I don’t flat or have some other sort of bicycle mishap, I can pretty much guarantee a one hour door-to-door time. My experience driving during peek rush hour has been, the commute in via car is about the same as biking, my commute home is almost always faster by car. I was curious to see what RIPTA could do for me. So here are some of my thoughts/observations:

  1. The bus schedules should be treated as advisory only. In the morning, the buses seem to run pretty close to the published schedule. However, in the afternoon, I consistently noticed the buses were ten to twenty minutes late. Naturally, the first time I depend on the buses being late in the afternoon, will be the time they are actually running on time. I don’t fault the drivers for this, they have no control over the traffic jams they face coming and going from the city. It does make me wonder though, with all of the reconstruction involved with the 195 relocation, are RIPTA and/or RIDOT looking into carpool or bus only lanes? Even if they are only active during commute times, this could really help bolster public transportation, especially if people begin to realize they can commute faster via bus than their own cars.
  2. The buses seem to end up grouped together. The bus I rode home yesterday was about twenty minutes late, it was immediately followed by a second bus, that was originally scheduled to be 15 minutes behind the first bus. This can be a definitely problem when people are expecting a bus every 15 or so minutes and they all go by in one big clump. This seems to be more of a problem on the way out of the city than on the way in.
  3. Some buses seemed to be over stuffed, while others are almost empty. I rode a bus into the city a couple weeks back that had a sum total of five people! I suspect his has to do with point number two.
  4. If I include the time walking to and from the bus stops, the riding the bus is slower. Because of the delayed buses out of the city, riding the bus home can be significantly longer.

Bottom line, the hassle of riding the bus isn’t worth it. I have more freedom with my bike, can come and go when I please, and it’s no slower. Quite frankly, I was surprised that I couldn’t even match my bike times over a 16 mile commute.

Bike Touring

The more time I spend on the bike, the more I’m interested in trying some bike touring. We have a few years before the kids will actually be big enough, but I’ve already begun thinking about it. I came across a quote by Ernest Hemingway today

It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them. Thus you remember them as they actually are, while in a motor car only a high hill impresses you, and you have no such accurate remembrance of country you have driven through as you gain by riding a bicycle.

that got me thinking about why I want to try bicycle touring. I have these visions of doing a trip in VT or NH and really “seeing” these two states. I suspect I’ll have a bit of convincing to do, perhaps even some family bribery, as either state would involve climbing some hills.

BugMeNot Firefox Plugin

Every once and a while, I stumble across a firefox plugin that is just a great time saver.  I’ve been telling people about the site BugMeNot for quite some time, it’s a convenient way around those sites that require logins for no good reason (i.e. the New York Times website).  I came across yet another site today, went through the manual process of getting a BugMeNot login and started thinking to myself, Firefox really needs a plugin to do this for you automatically.  Well, it turns out that someone had this same idea long ago.  The crew over at RoachFiend published a BugMeNot Firefox Plugin and it works beautifully.  The next time I came across one of those login screens, I just right click on the login and I’m in.  It looks like it’s been over a year and a half since the last update and I had no problems running it with Firefox 2.0.0.6.

Bike Maintenance Log

I finally decided to start a bicycle maintenance log and realized I might as well post it on the web. For a while now, I’ve been interested in how long each of the various parts last. I searched around the internet a bit to see if anyone else has done this and couldn’t find anything. Hopefully, it will be of interest to someone other than myself.

Another Commuter Milestone

I turned passed another bicycle commuter milestone today.  I've carried plenty of smaller objects and even run numerous errands for small items over the years, but today I had my first real packing challenge.  I heard from someone who recently moved and weren't able to take their child's bike with them.  They offered it up for free, to anyone who would be willing to go and get it from their past landlord.  How can you pass up an opportunity like this?  I took a walk after work yesterday and grabbed the bike.  It was awkward enough walking with the bike, I spent the evening and part of today thinking about how to get it home.  Over lunch, I started playing with what I had and figured out a way to attach the bike; here are some pictures of the final product.

Moving With Bikes

I happened upon this video loosely documenting a house move completed with only bicycles.  We've accumulated enough stuff in our house, that I can hardly imagine moving without an eighteen wheeler.  I have to admit, before seeing this it never would have crossed my mind that people attempted this big a move with bikes.  It still isn't something I can imagine doing, if for no other reason than I'm not sure I know enough cyclists who would be willing to come heft my stuff around town.

Portland, Most Livable City

I've heard rumors about what a nice environment Portland, OR is for cyclists.  Having never been there myself, I was intrigued to see a video entitled Portland: Celebrating America's Most Livable City posted on Streetfilms recently highlights some of the nice changes Portland has made to accommodate cyclists and pedestrians.  It's a thirty minute video, so don't try and watch it unless you have some time on your hands.  The video clearly shows my local cities and the state have a long way to go to catch up.  Fortunately though, we can benefit from the successes in Portland and, hopefully, achieve a similar level of infrastructure in a shorter period of time.