Wednesday, March 31, 2010

I Didn't Crash!


Total for this ride: 5.6 miles
Total for this year: 152.5 miles

Just a short ride from UR to Full Moon Vista and back to pick up my new shoes, cleats, and pedals.  I'm still getting the hang of those things (it's definitely easier getting out than getting in), but at least I didn't fall.  Yet.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Hilton


Total for this ride: 25.6 miles
Total for this year: 146.9 miles

A nice easy ride with my buddy Bob Callens up by Lake Ontario.  Not much to note about this ride.  It was cold and windy.  Oh, and I saw a llama farm.  Normally I would have stopped to take pictures, but we were on a roll and so I just kept going.  If I was by myself I definitely would have stopped.  Next time...


Saturday, March 27, 2010

A Little Climbing


Total for this ride: 40.6 miles
Total for this year: 121.3 miles

First of all, and most importantly, let me note that the RIT hockey team just advanced to the semifinals of the NCAA Division I Championship Tournament with a decisive 6-2 win over New Hampshire.  GO TIGERS!

That said... I went on another ride today.  Jacked up the mileage and did a little climbing - 2507 feet to be exact.  I know a lot of people climb a heck of a lot more than that and don't even break a sweat.  OK - so I'm old and feeble.  But for me, that was a pretty good workout.  In the past two seasons I've only climbed more than that twice - once on a 70 mile ride to Geneseo, and once on a 50 miler to Hemlock.  So to do that much climbing in a 40 mile ride was pretty good by my standards.

It was another cold ride - 35 degrees when I left home.  It got up to 45 by the time I reached Honeoye Falls, but there was a brisk wind the whole time, so I never felt warm.  In fact, my toes were numb long before I got home.

So the route, as shown above, took me south out of Victor (and up Boughton Hill) to Bloomfield, west from Bloomfield to Lima, north from Lima through Honeoye Falls and on to Mendon Ponds, south out of Mendon Ponds to Rt 251, then east on 251 all the way back to Victor.  The bike handled well, although the cables on the front shifter need to be adjusted already.  For a while I was afraid that I wasn't going to be able to get the chain onto the small ring in front before going up the final killer hill (Lane Rd) before getting home.  But thankfully I managed to drop it on just as I approached the climb.

Road kill seen on this ride:  a skunk, a fox, a raccoon, something that may have been an oppossum, and something that was probably a deer based on the size of the ribcage (which had long ago been picked clean).

Supposed to do another ride tomorrow - a 25 miler up near the Lake Ontario shore.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Canandaigua


Total for this ride: 28.7 miles
Total for this year: 80.7 miles

This ride is traditionally one of my first of the season.  A nice little warm-up.  It features a few notorious hills... Boughton Hill as you climb out of the village heading south toward the farms between Victor and Canandaigua, and either Church St. or Lynaugh Rd. right before getting back to the Quail Ridge neighborhood.  Today I chose to take Lynaugh with its 109 foot climb over just a quarter mile - an 8% grade.

I think I made pretty good time.  I'll have to compare this ride to the record I have of similar ones done over the past couple of years to see how it stacks up.  I will say that it was still cold out - temps in the low 40's - and windy.  Stopped for a few minutes on the pier in Canandaigua to get a few pics.

 
The new bike handled well. Still getting used to the shifters - the right (rear gears) is no problem at all. But I'm still having problems with the left (front gears). My position on the bike still feels a little cramped, but that may be all in my mind. I'll have to ride the old and new Treks back to back to get a better comparison of the differences.


Saturday, March 20, 2010

A New Bike!


Total for this ride: 7.7 miles
Total for this year: 52 miles

Well, I finally broke down and bought a new road bike - my first in 25 years.  The old Trek 420 is still rideable but definitely showing its age.  The paint's scratched in several places, the chain stays are gouged where the chain slipped off the chainring, the bearings rattle, and another spoke or two breaks every season.  She's served me well - I tell everyone that buying that bike was by far the best investment I ever made.  But after thousands of miles on the road, it's time to move up.

I'd originally hoped to get another steel bike.  The old Trek, with a cro-molly steel frame, really gives a comfortable ride, but steel bikes are getting harder to find, and those that looked like they might work for the kind of riding I do - mostly day trips and light touring - cost more than I wanted to spend.  In the end I decided on another Trek, the Pilot 2.1.  It has an aluminum frame, which I was trying to avoid, but it comes with carbon fiber forks and seat post, which are supposed to dampen the vibrations.  I arranged with one of the local Trek dealers, Full Moon Vista Bike and Sport, to come in today for a test ride.  After getting fitted for the bike I hit the road.

I'd originally planned on making a quick two mile circuit of downtown Rochester.  But the bike was so responsive that with the first push on the pedals the thing just took off.  I knew after riding just a block that two miles wasn't going to be much of a ride.  I wanted to keep going.  So I changed my plans on the fly and decided to head south of town toward the University of Rochester.  I was riding through the Corn Hill district, and was about to make a right turn along the Genesee River on Exchange St. when I noticed a guy on skates waving to me from across the road.  It was my son, AJ (black t-shirt on the left), out with a few of his skating buddies, grinding some ledges and enjoying the weather.  I crossed the street to say hi and chat for a few seconds, then took off again for UR.  I made one loop around the campus, then headed back up the river toward the city.  I turned right on Court St. at the Blue Cross Arena and crossed the Genesee near Dinosaur Barbecue, kept going until I hit Chestnut, went up Chestnut to Andrews, and then back to the bike shop.  What started out as a quick five minute ride ended up lasting over a half hour.

Overall, I was pretty pleased with the ride.  It took no time at all to get used to the indexed shifting, but it seemed like the left shifter (the one which controls the front deraileur) was a little rough.  One of the guys back at the shop put it on a stand and checked the adjustment.  That was the only mechanical issue.  Other than that, my only concerns were that I didn't seem to be as far forward as I normally am when I was riding in the drops on the handlebars.  And when I was out of the seat the bike handled differently than I'm used to - normally when I'm out of the saddle on a climb I can get a nice side-to-side rhythm going with the bike.  It didn't come quite as naturally today, but I think that's probably because of the different weight and geometry.  I suspect it's just a matter of time until I get the rhythm back.  In the end, I decided to get it.

I didn't bring the bike home today - I wanted to have the guys put different (bullet proof kevlar) tires on it.  They would have done it right then and there, but since my old Trek was laying down in the bed of the pickup, I didn't want to just throw this one over it for the bumpy ride home.  I told the guy to hang on to it until I could come pick it up.  Maybe tomorrow.


Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Frozen Toes


Total for this day: 29.7 miles
Total for this year: 44.3 miles

Rode in to work again today. And while the trail was finally clear of snow, it was still very cold - 29 degrees when I left the house. I was layered up again - two under the helmet, two on the hands, four on the torso, two on the legs, and two sets of socks under my riding shoes. This was enough to keep me warm. Except for my feet. Must have been because I was wearing the riding shoes today instead of the thicker sneakers I wore last ride. But no matter what caused it, my toes were painfully cold by the time I hit the half way point, and they just got worse as continued. I toughed it out and eventually made it to campus, but when I got the shoes and socks off at the gym my toes were bright red, and it hurt to walk. It took a good hour before the pain went away.


Other than that, the ride in was great. Because of the switch to daylight savings time I had to delay my departure until it was light enough to ride safely (my light mount is on the off-road bike, which is in the shop...). I hit the road maybe 15 minutes before sunrise. But I made pretty good time. Since I had the road bike it felt like I was flying compared to the last ride. Wasn't going so fast that I couldn't appreciate the wildlife that was out and about that time of the morning, particularly the birds. Saw a few cardinals, a couple of great blue herons, and bunches of robins. Spring is definitely on the way.

And since I didn't need to be "rescued" today, I was able to ride back after work. I don't know what the temperature was at the time, but I think it was pushing 50, so I was able to pack away most of the layers. I actually rode in shorts for the first time since... maybe November? It's been so long I can't even remember. Anway, it was a nice ride. Only way it could have been better was if there had been water in the canal and leaves on the trees. Won't be long...

Although the weather's supposed to be much the same for the rest of the week, my work schedule will keep me from riding in again for a while. If I'm lucky I might be able to get a short ride in over the weekend, but it's kind of touch and go. We'll see.

Friday, March 12, 2010

Planning the RIT Group Rides

Met today with a couple of the veterans from last year's RIT Recreational Cycling Group to begin laying out the coming season. The plan is to hold an information session on March 30, begin the short on-campus "warm-up" rides in late April, and then start taking the group on longer, off-campus rides after graduation in May. A set of likely routes, and a short promotional video are posted online.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

In The Shop


Took the off-road bike (a 1980's vintage Univega - the one I rode through the snow in yesterday's misadventure) in to the local bike shop for some routine maintenance. The thing's riding OK, but with all the miles I put in on the crushed limestone surface of the canal towpath each year, the drivetrain gets pretty dirty. It's time it got a good cleaning. Should get it back in about a week. Until then, on the off chance that I'll be able to ride, I can always pull the old Trek 420 road bike out of the basement and put in a few miles.


Wednesday, March 10, 2010

First (Disasterous) Ride Of The Year

Total for this day: 14.6 miles
Total for this year: 14.6 miles

This first ride of the year started out pretty much as I expected it would. It was cold when I left the house - about 29 degrees - so I layered up, loaded the bike in the back of the truck, and set out for the commuter parking lot that always serves as my point of departure when I ride into work.

The plan was to follow the route I typically use when commuting in, with one small change. Thinking that all the recent snow melt would make riding on the crushed stone portion of the Erie Canal Towpath a little sloppy, I delayed jumping on the trail until I reached Schoen Place in Pittsford, where the paved segment of the path begins. Except for the fact that my ears were killing me because of the frigid wind - at least for the first couple of miles - the ride started off well.

A few miles past Schoen Place I rode by the first of the two canal locks (I think it's Lock 32) I pass when commuting to work. The construction that forced a detour off of the towpath last year is now complete. A stairwell underneath Clover St. has been removed, and in its place there's now a small tunnel with a ramp which brings you back up to the towpath level. Nice. I breezed through the new addition, making pretty good time for the first ride of the year.

It's about a mile from Lock 32 in Pittsford to Lock 33 in Henrietta. Along the way you pass a pond which I believe was used to "absorb" surges in the canal's water level. It may have also been a small port at one point - when the canal is drained you can see the remnants of a few sunken barges which were apparently docked along the west side years ago. Not much left these days except the ribs which supported the hull. Then it's up a modest rise and through a wooded area before you get to the Jewish Community Center, right across Edgewood Ave. from Lock 33. It was just after I crested the rise that I realized I was in trouble... whereas the trail had been clear up to this point, now, because the trees prevented direct sunlight from reaching the ground, there was still a significant snowpack on the path. And it wasn't just one little patch... there was snow as far as I could see.

I knew right then that I was in trouble. I was just about halfway to the office. I could turn around, go back to the truck, and drive in. But I'd definitely be late for work. Or I could press on, try to ride through it as best I could, and hope that once I got to the lock the snow would clear again and I could continue on. I decided on the latter. It never got better.

For the next couple of miles I alternated between pushing and riding my bike - pushing through the patches of lumpy, ice encrusted snow, and riding during those brief intervals where the path had received enough sunlight in the previous few days to allow the trail to completely dry. My greatest fear was black ice - in many places the snow which had melted the previous day forming thin puddles and streams had re-frozen overnight, resulting in an almost imperceptable and totally frictionless surface. Riding over one would have resulted in an instantaneous crash with absolutely no warning. Walking on one would have been only slightly less hazardous. Even pushing the bike over black ice was a chore. As soon as the front wheel hit the stuff it immediately went flying to the side.

I don't know how long I continued like that, but at some point I realized the situation wasn't going to get any better and I needed to escape the trail and hit the streets, where I knew the surface would be dry. Only problem was how to get there. The towpath crossed under a couple highways, which didn't offer any respite. And where it went under roads suitable for riding, the embankments up to those roads were too steep and slippery to climb. Finally I made it to Westfall Road, where a path (albeit one with some snow cover) led from the trail up to the street. I took it, and remained on-road for the rest of the ride.

All together it took me an hour and 45 minutes to get to work - about 45 minutes longer than normal. I was late for my morning staff meeting, but only by a few minutes. And I had called ahead to warn the group that I was having a rough time getting in, so at least they knew I was on my way.

I guess the moral of the story is that in the future I need to run some reconnaissance before hitting the trails this early in the season...