If you read some of my earlier posts, you might recall that I actually enjoy riding in fog.
That's kind of ironic when you consider one of my rules about riding in the rain: I won't do it if the precip is falling so densely that I can't see more than two bike lengths ahead of me. Somehow, though, it's easier (for me, anyway) to navigate--and pedal--through even the densest fogs. Hey, I've actually ridden through clouds, when ascending and descending mountains in Vermont and the French Alps. Compared to that, navigating a mist is easy.
Perhaps my enjoyment of riding under such conditions has to do with the structure of my eyes: After all, I love riding (or walking or just about anything else) in the diffuse light of places like Paris, Copenhagen and Prague, and of overcast days at nearly any seashore.
Perhaps the best thing about such light and mist is the way it brings out autumnal hues:
What is it about bikes that they are (to my eyes, anyway) best photographed in the fall?
I can honestly say that I've ridden more bikes than most people will ever try. I've mounted steel, carbon, titanium and aluminum bikes--and, yes, one made of wood. Most of the bikes I've owned are/were high-quality steel ones; the others were aluminum. That said, the only material besides steel (preferably Reynolds, but Columbus, Ishiwata, Vitus and Tange are also fine) I'd consider for one of my "good" bikes--let alone a custom build--is titanium.
For all of the bikes I've ridden, I must say I now realize that the range of handlebar styles I've ridden is fairly narrow. I never rode or owned "ape hanger" or "trekker" bars, and I've had only limited experience with aero or "bullhorn" bars.
I've also never ridden bars like the ones Chris Kulczyki posted on his Velo Orange blog the other day:
I love Chris and VO. In fact, I use several VO products. But, for all of his love for traditional randonneur bikes made by constructeurs, I always suspected he had a secret liking of the bizarre. After all, he and I are about the same age and can recall when being an adult cyclist--let alone one with the sort of tastes we share, at least to some degree--made us minorities, perhaps even geeks.
When I use the later term, I don't mean to be derogatory in any way. I mean simply someone who cares deeply about something that's not considered part of the mainstream. Being transgendered makes me one almost by definition. So does my love of poetry and interest in foreign films. So, some would argue, does the fact that I have been part of the academic world.
Anyway, seeing Chris' latest post got me to type "weird handlebars" in Google. Some of the results are, not surprisingly, interesting and bizarre, even entertaining.
I have to admit: I have never been much of an indoor cyclist. When I was racing, and when I was working out, I used to have a set of rollers for the winter. But I've never owned an exercise bike and I've never taken a "spin" class.
"Spin" classes, to me, always seemed to be the bastard children of cycling and gyms. From what I have seen, those who ride in "spin" classes may be getting great cardio workouts, but never mount bicycles they can ride from one place to another. They also seem to want a gym that looks more like a cross between a disco and a boutique rather than one like the one in which I used to lift weights. Frankly, that place--located on a Brooklyn corner that hadn't yet gentrified-- was a dungeon, but I didn't mind: I wasn't there to be seen. The "spinsters" would not allow themselves to be caught dead in such a place.
The folks who designed Swerve must have understood that when they were designing their new studio. Co-owner Eric Posner says, in different words, that his new venture is meant for "an individual to come and potentially meet people." Those who come with other people can "compete together and hang out afterwards."
The funny thing is that although our workouts were solitary, I often found myself "competing together" and hanging out with some of the people who worked out alongside me in what we used to call "the sweatshop". The difference, I guess, is that most of us didn't go there looking for dates. (At least, I don't think most did. I know I didn't.) And if we had coffee afterward, it was in a real old-school luncheonette (Does anybody use that term anymore) a couple of doors away.
And some of us rode home--sometimes alone, sometimes together.
Today, I am going to go off-topic. I believe I have good reason: This is the 50th anniversary of JFK's assasination.
I was five years old when it happened and have no memory of it. Perhaps that says something unfavorable about me: I can remember a lot of other things from that time, but I can't even recall having the day off from school or the throngs of grieving people.
Still, I can't help but to wonder how different this country and world might be had he survived and served a second term as President. He did some things that were misguided and politically-motivated, but I somehow think he had a more ideal, if romantic, view of people, his country and the world.
Perhaps the US military still would have been in Vietnam and we might have been involved in other wars. After all, the man was a Cold Warrior, as nearly any politician elected to any office above the local or county level was in those days.
Also, he didn't act as quickly on Civil Rights issues as some would have liked. However, he did lay the groundwork for the laws and policies that his successor, Lyndon Johnson, would sign into law. And, somehow, I don't think it would have taken prodding from his vice president (as it did, ahem, with a certain President who fashions himself as JFK 2.0) for him to declare his support of same-sex marriage and other LGBT rights.
Whatever else we can (or can't) say about him, we "gotta give him props" for saying, "Nothing compares to the simple pleasure of a bike ride."
Normally, I try not to give Fox News publicity. I try not to even dignify them by mentioning them at all. However, one of their affiliates in the middle of Pennsylvania actually reported favorably on a cyclist.
Then again, how could they not say anything positive about John Donnally? In late September, he got on his bike in California and started pedaling to New York City, his hometown.
Some undertake such rides because they can. Others, like Donnally, ride for a cause. In his case, he's part of the Tick Born Disease Alliance, and he's riding to raise awareness of Lyme Disease, which afflicts his parents and sister.
With yesterday's stop in Lancaster County, he has about 300 miles of riding to New York. He expects to arrive home on the first of December.
