Today the temperature hovered a few degrees below freezing. But snow fell; about four inches stuck to the sidewalks and streets. Even after the snow stopped, the dampness in the air seeped through everything, it seemed, and made it seem even colder.
I didn't ride today because when I did my laundry and some grocery shopping, I noticed a lot of "black ice." I don't have a pair of studded tires, and I'm not even sure that they would have helped. Plus, Max, my surviving cat, wanted to spend some quality time with me. (Yes, he reads all of the self-help and pop-psychology books.;-))
Plus,I didn't see anyone cycling today, and I didn't see any bikes that looked particularly forlorn, pristine or striking in any other way when parked in the snow. I'd have liked to get a shot of one of the restaurant delivery guys who was carrying General Tso's Chicken and Hot and Sour soup in bags that dangled from the bars of a '90's mountain bike--a Trek, I think--cobbled together with parts from other bikes and stuff that was never meant for bikes.
I couldn't help but to think of my own days as a messenger. I didn't have any cats back then; in fact, I didn't have a regular address: I was living in sublets. I'll bet that delivery guy is living in a similar way. Or, perhaps, he's living in a room with four or five other guys. They might all be making deliveries, too, for other Chinese restaurants, pizzerias, diners and any other kind of place that sells food for people who can't or don't want to prepare it themselves.
I once delivered pizza when I was a messenger. Two slices with sausage, pepperoni, peppers and onions to an office on the 89th floor of One World Trade Center (the NorthTower). Those two slices cost 3.50; the guy who ordered them (or, more precisely, his office) paid six dollars to the company I worked for. I got about half of that as my commission, and the guy gave me a five-dollar tip. In those days, that got me a couple of drinks or smokes. And the man was clearly happy to get his pizza within five minutes of ordering it; the pizzeria's delivery system would have taken at least half an hour. Plus, I think those two slices weren't enough to make the minimum for a delivery order.
The guy I saw today had to have been delivering an order of at least ten dollars. That's the minimum at the restaurant for which he works: Fatima's Halal Kitchen, a Chinese restaurant in my neighborhood. Their food is excellent; you just won't find ribs or pork there. (Here's a slogan for them: Making Hungry Muslims Happy.) On the other hand, they make some really good vegetarian dishes.
Anyway, he has to ride over slush and black ice, which is even more dangerous than rain, snow, sleet or hail. I wonder whether he'll recall or relive days like this. Or maybe he'll forget them altogether. If he does, he probably won't be riding a bike, either.
After losing her saddle and seatpost last month, Vera's had a few changes.
Don't worry: I didn't give her a "fade" paint job or outfit her with carbon components. However, I made a few more subtle alterations to her.
The most obvious, of course, is the Brooks B-67 saddle. I chose it because of another switch I made, which I'll describe. The seatpost is a Kalloy that looks like the Laprade post that was ubiquitous during the 1970's and 1980's. It seems decent enough. However, the main reason I bought it is that, I discovered, Vera takes a 27.0 seatpost. That was the standard diameter for Mercian and most other English bikes until the late '90's or thereabouts. Around that time, Mercian and other makers switched to the 27.2 size Arielle, Tosca and Helene--as well as most other current road bikes--use.
I decided to install the B-67 because, as you may have noticed. i"m riding a more upright bar/stem combination. The flipped-over North Road-style bars (from Velo Orange) I had looked cute on the bike, but I felt cramped on them. The bent-over position felt neither as comfortable nor as efficient as riding on the "hooks" or "drops" of my road handlebars. Plus, I was using it with a Nitto Technomic, which made for one of the flexiest bar/stem combinations I've ridden in a while. That surprised me, as other Nitto stems I've ridden were stiff, and the Velo Orange Porteur bar I've been riding on Helene seems more than stiff enough.
The new bars are Nitto Jitensha, which offer a good upright position for riding in traffic that still has the somewhat-leaning-forward attitude afforded by the bars that used to come on many French mixte bikes during the '70's and '80's.
I paired the bars with a Velo Orange "constructeur-style" steel stem. It's much stiffer than the Technomic it replaced. And I couldn't resist putting that kittie-with-vase decal on the extension.
Then I changed the fenders because the ones I had--Velo Orange stainless steel--didn't fit very well. I had a difficult time removing and installing the rear wheel because the rounded shape of the fender made it fit more snugly in the stays than the current fenders. And, paradoxically, they rattled annoyingly, no matter how much I tightened the fittings.
So, I gave those fenders to a friend who's going to use them on a hybrid with somewhat larger clearances than those of Vera's. As much as I prefer metal fenders, I broke down and bought a pair of SKS Longboards. Although they're supposed to be the same width as the VO steel fenders, they fit much better. And they look better than I expected.
Finally...I all but destroyed the Distortion BMX pedals I had on the bike. The bearings were toast, the axles were bent and the platform was caking. I got a pair of MKS Lambda (the "Sneaker" or "Grip King" model) for 30 dollars. I thought they just might work for commuting and errands. They look strange, but the pedals I had weren't going to win any beauty contests, either.
I'll tell you more about those new parts as I ride them and form, I hope, more meaningful impressions.
When you were a kid, someone probably asked you this "trick" question: Which weighs more: a ton of bricks or a ton of feathers?
The next question is: Which would be harder to transport on a bicycle?
Of course, the question "behind" the previous question is this: Which is harder to transport on a bike: weight or volume?
In all of my years of cycling, it seems that the questions and concerns I've heard about carrying loads on bicycles had more to do with weight. Some are looking for ways to carry less of it, while others are trying to carry whatever weight they need to carry in the most effective and stylish manner. I'd say that my transition from the former to the later parallels my transition from a young male racer wannabe to a middle-aged woman riding to work in skirts and heels and on weekends in casual clothes. I used to do whatever I could to carry nothing, or as little as possible, on the bike. Now I use canvas and leather bags to do the job because I like the way they look.
But, to tell you the truth, I--like most cyclists in the Western/Industrialized world--have thought very little about how to carry pallets of styrofoam on two wheels.
