An easy 25 miles from central Edinburgh via the Dalmeny Estate to the Forth Rail Bridge on National Cycle Routes 1 and 76 - a nice morning out on a grey breezy day.

All went very smoothly except for a single attempted attack from a scotty dog.

Your bike and the bridge in the background have similar contruction elements!

Of course, the bike is better looking...

But, you get a demerit for leaning that beautiful frame against the concrete block!

You gotta love those Moultons - such classic lines. For a weird moment, I thoughct Cameraman's was my old TSR at the Golden Gate and then I realised it wasn't.

I love that green beauty of Euroswift's with the internal hub. I think in many ways that flat bar style would have suited me better than the TSR30. I always rode that up on the bar if I could.

Yes - Euroswift, I well remember riding my Dawes Gallaxy from Cheltenham to Newcastle upon Tyne along the old Roman roads and getting terrible neck and shoulder ache from holding my head so far back as to be able to see more than that front axle... It was a pain over the four days the journey took me. Also, I never feel so fully in control on drop bars as on flat ones.

You and I have a different problem as regards fitting on a Moulton TSR. I am a full 20cm shorter than you are. On the TSR30, I felt a bit stretched out except when I had the stem turned up at a crazy angle. Fortunately, the stem was very adjustable.



This bike now resides in luxurious circumstances at Sesamecrunch's bicycle museum in California, having been collected from the UK and personally escorted by him - probably with its own seat and accompanying bicycle mechanic in case it became alarmed at the drop in cabin pressure during the climb phase of the flight.

True, she lives in luxury, but also works hard. Did 25 miles and 2500 ft yesterday. Alas, no photo evidence...

It didn't happen if the're no photo Sesamecrunch. You know the rules here.



I'm glad you have her. She was twiddling her spokes with me and so bored she started to creak.

Alright fellow global pootlers. Today we'll go through parts of downtown Dallas. In spite of taking lots of photos, they only grasp a small part of my pootling today so here we go.

First I started on Katy Trail. It used to be a railroad track but turned into a nice bike/ jogging trail.


Me, pootling along.



The Katy Trail, nice trail about 3 1/2 miles long.


The closest we may get to a self portrait.


The trail branches into Reverchon park but if you continue, you'll go down towards the American Airlines Center.


The American Airlines Center seen from the end of the trail.


to be continued...

The front of American Airlines Center. Dallas Mavericks and Dallas Stars play here as well as concerts and ice skating shows.


The House of Blues.


A lone piper. Although it's very close to St. Patricks's day he seemed to be playing on Great Scottish Pipes (?). Is St. Patrick's day connected with Scotland also? I'm too ignorant to tell if he's in Scottish gear or Irish. But that bagpipe had no bellows that I could see. He was playing Scotland the Brave. Anyhow, I had to stop to listen to the whole thing. WOW! That song always stirs my soul. Maybe I was Scottish in my past life.


This is where President John F. Kennedy was shot. Lots of tourist come here every weekend.


The Old Red Courthouse. Looks like an old castle. This is where county property rcords can be found.


Pioneer Plaza. The cattle drive sculpture is so realistic, you want to get out of the way!


to be continued

City Hall, where I work a few days a month.


Approaching the Farmers Market. What sign?


At the market!


Look at that small train! It would look nice in a garden.


The actual market!


I had to cool down with a drink. I also bought a bag of cheeseballs, fried goldfishes ( a fried snack shaped like tiny fishes), a basket of bananas and a pinapple!

My bike loaded down with a pannier full of a basket of bananas, fried snacks and a pinapple.


The American Cancer Survivers plaza


The Cathedral of Guadalupe, seat of the Bishop of Dallas. Beautiful church inside.


The United Methodist Church down the street.



I was getting tired and it was getting dark so I head back to the car at the trail.


I musta been going about 10-13 mph. All in all it, it was a 13 mile trip. Next week we're going down to White Rock Lake from the katy trail.
The End
Ernest

Thanks! Great pootle.

Love the pineapple !

Sir,

To reinvent English for the sake of causation and self-convenience is to reinvent life itself. I would say to you:

'Qui non laborat, non manducet'

A 'toodle' contains the elements of impromptu casual dismissal; 'Toodle-OO'.

To meander; to follow a bend in a sinuous watercourse, might imply an intentional lack of purpose in Bicycling, with possibly aquatic and accidental watery misunderstandings. The purpose of Bicycling, is to enjoy Bicycling for itself, unless you own a Brompton, when the purpose is to Show Off, even if you can't keep up with the guys on Downtubes.

Therefore, Sir, I suggest you follow the clues; try and keep below an average of 12 mph unless bicycling downhill, (peak speeds may be higher), observe a sense of decorum at all times, and as far as practicality allows, eschew obfustication. Frequent stops for tea and buns may also help.

A digital camera also seems to be 'de riguer' in the land of Pootles. Without it, such posts, and subsequent linguistic and etymological protests, are quite worthless.

kind regards

s.

I don't knowz what all them big words meanz but I bring my camera when I pootle.

'Twas a beautiful day today, and inspired by Snafu's return to these forums (she being the godmother of the Pootle thread), I took my camera along on my ride.

My ride starts out along the Pacific ocean here in Northern California. It's a crystal clear day.


Mustard flowers are in full bloom this time of year:


As I start climbing, I go into bucolic farm lands and horse county:






It's on hills like these that I've attained most of my 58,000 ft of climbing this year.


As I go higher, I get to ride on Tunitas Creek Road, a redwood lined climb that goes up 2200 ft. The
Tour of California rode through this last month, with Levi and Lance and Team Astana in the lead.


I saw the shadow of the Moulton's space frame on the ground and used my camera to play with it:


Finally, the descent back to the ocean:


It was a 27 mile Pootle, with 2,500 ft of climbing with the beautiful Moulton Lava. Lots of stops for photo's. 'Twas a beautiful day indeed.

Might I suggest that it would behove you to invest a modicum of your hard-earned (or perhaps easy, for all I know) money in that marvellous object known as a dictionary, or big papery thing full of words. Should such a thing be beyond your means, it is possible to locate online versions of the same, to whit, www.dictionary.com, amongst others. Though it must be said that the online versions lack the musty smell which makes big papery things full of words a must-have. Furthermore, one's eye may casually glance at a word located next to the one for which you are searching, thus increasing one's vocabulary, oftentimes with archaic and sesquipedalian verbiage, which is my favourite kind.

Snafu, I'm pleased beyond words to see your return, so I won't mention it.

Rearguards,

R

Nice pootle.

This pic looks lifted right out of my back yard.

Nice back yard! Is it hilly where you live, Jur?


BTW, is your trip to the US clearing up any? You could be in these pictures in person, ya know?

Hilly... when God created the world all the left over hills were stored over here east of Melbourne.

The trip to US: We have heard nothing back once we submitted our quotes etc. Perhaps they were shocked...? Sometimes things are very urgent and decisions will take several months at least. Anyway, looks like snow will be the least of my worries.

Aha, I see what you mean about the similarities. You'd feel right at home in Half Moon Bay (where I live).

Love them hills. Makes the rides more interesting and keeps me in better shape...

Rbrian: You are hereby enjoined to endeavour to eschew obfuscation in your writings henceforth.....

I am heading for the US again tonight, for Philadelphia and New York city, to speak at a university and to do a little pootling. I hope the weather will not be too cold to ride my Dahon Curve SL in. I have a 2009 Curve SL on loan to ride for the 10 days I am there so I am quite excited.



The only thing I don't look forward to is the more than 20-hour-flight from Singapore via Qatar Airways. Sigh.

Lucky you mrbrown! I hope you will report back on your experiences with the '09 SL - and I'd love to see a few pix of my favorite bike on the mean streets of my favorite city!

Spring is here! A good excuse to take a ride along the local river bank trail in the bright sunshine!

It may be Spring over up north, but here in the southern hemisphere in Australia, its Fall. Celebrated that with a ride through the beautiful Swan Valley in Perth.











More info about my poodling in Swan Valley here:

https://lovethefold.blogspot.com/2009...an-valley.html

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