So what is the purpose of the fan?
Does it help him go faster?
Or is he a nice guy who wants to cool off the sweaty cyclists behind him?
If anyone is riding behind him, I hope he remembers Rule #5 of Cycling.
In the middle of the journey of my life, I am--as always--a woman on a bike. Although I do not know where this road will lead, the way is not lost, for I have arrived here. And I am on my bicycle, again.
I am Justine Valinotti.
So what is the purpose of the fan?
Does it help him go faster?
Or is he a nice guy who wants to cool off the sweaty cyclists behind him?
If anyone is riding behind him, I hope he remembers Rule #5 of Cycling.
Riding in New York City can, at times, feel like an archaeological expedition. Urban treks reveal artifacts of a city past, and one that is passing. Sometimes I see “ghost” signs of long-gone businesses, political campaigns and products. (One of my favorite non-cycling blogs, Ephemeral New York, has devoted several posts to them.)
Those signs also marked things that were once ubiquitous but have all but disappeared, at least in much of the developed world:
I spotted that sign on Van Dam Street, in an industrial area of Greenpoint, Brooklyn. The phone was nowhere to be seen. A truck driver who was munching on a sandwich waved to me. I asked him whether there was a public phone anywhere in the vicinity. He laughed. “Haven’t looked for one of those in years,” he said.
We wished each other a good afternoon. “Be safe,” he avised me. “And keep your phone charged!”
Some of you ride cranksets, chainrings or other components or accessories made by Specialites TA in France. “TA” stands for “Traction Avant,” or forward drive.
Before he started making the parts for which the company would be renowned, founder Georges Navet tried to make, and market, a front-wheel drive bicycle. High-wheel or “penny farthing” bikes had pedals attached to cranks fitted directly to the axle on the front wheel, which was much larger than the rear.
Navet, however, wanted to make a modern bicycle (two wheels of more or less the same size, propelled by a chain-and-sprocket drive) with front-wheel drive after seeing cars with the then-new innovation. I would not be surprised, then, if some cyclist, especially one who rides off-road, looked at, say, a Subaru Outback (or, perhaps drives one) and wondered, “Why can’t my bike have this?”
“This” would be all-wheel drive. Someone called “The Q” may have been that cyclist. Check out his attempt to make an all-wheel (OK, two-wheel) drive fat-tire bike: