Wife/stoker and I were really screamin' on the Screamer yesterday. We probably coulda hit 60 on the downhills except it was all flat........
RANS V3 (steel), RANS V-Rex, RANS Screamer
Must ... resist!
One of the milestones in life occurs when you can no longer kick your sons' butts at cycling, running, whatever. For myself, in my late 60's, that occurred a long, long time ago, but a new opportunity has arisen. One of my twin sons is local and was a Cat 2 last year, so you can imagine that not a pretty picture cycling-wise. His twin, however, has just moved back to California with wife and 2 y/o son; he is overweight and out of shape. I have every intention of humbling him at every opportunity. Unfortunately, the 30 year difference in our ages means that the slightest effort on his part to get in shape will find me getting crushed. I'm sure others have had similar feelings and experiences.
Volagi - Triple"ized" and Tubeless
daVinci Joint Venture
Anybody got 1st hand experience rowing? I'd be safer in a dory than a skull as the 65+ sub-sub-forum is calling to me soon.
'81 Austro Daimler Olympian, '87 DeRosa Professional, '91 Gary Fisher SuperCaliber, 1999 Calfee TetraPro, '03(?) Macalu Cirrus, '04 Tallerico, '97 Co-Motion Tandem
That which does not kill me has made a massive tactical blunder.
Too often I would hear men boast of the miles covered that day, rarely of what they had seen. Louis L'Amour
'07 Giant Cypress WSD "Radagast the Beige-and-Black" * '97 (?) Bianchi Premio "Orion" * '09 Trek Allant "The Black Pearl"
Here it is a beautiful Fall day and I am stacking wood in the basement. The old saying about there being two seasons in Maine ("Winter" and "Getting Ready for Winter") is unfortunately too true.
Would much rather be out getting in a nice long ride.
Fuji S10S, Trek 1.1
"The bicycle, in the hands of a novice, is as alert and acute as a spirit-level in the detecting of delicate and vanishing shades of difference in these matters. It notices a rise where your untrained eye would not observe that one existed; it notices any decline which water will run down." -Mark Twain, "Taming the Bicycle"
Here on the 50+ threads most of the posts are pretty civil. Maybe it is because that us mature and older riders are not always trying to prove something. We ride what what we want to ride, not the latest $5000 unobtainium bike of the hour, unless that is what we want to ride. We ride where, and at what speed feels right to us. And that includes what pedal cadence feels right.
I guess what Im trying to say is that most of us are not trying to prove anything, and there are some things about getting older is really a good thing.
PS If you try to suck in your gut when some pretty young thing walks by you are not quite there yet!!!!
Had the bike rack rigged on the truck,... bikes all loaded.... had all my gear on and ...the phone rings. The last wagon of hay is ready to be picked up. Buggers..... unload the bikes... take the rack off (hitch mount) and head off. At least that was the last wagon (50 tons this year). When I got home... I loaded the rack and the bikes back on. From the looks of the weather prognosticators.... this will be the last of the truly warm days. I'm good with that... got the cool/cold stuff out and ready....
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Tell me about it! And I'm only half done.
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Out here on the opposite corner of the country we're getting ready for winter by...um... well... riding. Sorry.
Not meaning to rub a sore spot Sculptor7 but today was, indeed a fine day for a ride. I did 40 miles in SE Massachusetts - crisp and clear early in the ride and warming nicely by mid morning. Many cyclists out today, I believe doing a fund raiser for cancer. Consider that you are healthy and able to stack wood. I will be 75 next month and am delighted to say I'm getting faster (slightly) each year. I'm still feeling a bit high from the ride.
One of the things I miss is the firewood process. I have always enjoyed the cutting, limbing, rounding, splitting, stacking, using and ash disposal process. Didn't enjoy climbing up on a steel roof to clean the chimney. But, that was just part of the price.
As a side note: Wonder how many practice starting a fire? Especially when sub-zero and a tall chimney it can take some skill. Or, like one of my friends, he sends his elementary school kids out for the propane torch. It is their job to get the campfire, wood stove, or whatever going after he puts in the fuel.
No sympathy here - I love splitting and stacking wood, especially on a crisp fall day!
NaturalGas heats my pretend wood stove .. it came with the house, as such.
This is just me.
When I climb on a bike, I think of it as laborious as chopping wood. It's a chore.
However, if you get on some Kentucky rolling roads, you can fire down one hill and darn near coast all the way up the next roller.
I call this free wood.
So when I'm padding my climbing numbers by going up and down rollers, I think of it as getting free wood.
I'd use this expression, but no one would know what I was talking about, and someone would make a dirty joke about it.
BTW, I got no free wood today. I had to earn what few feet I climbed.