obrentharris 

That big Bentley has gone through some serious body modification over the years. I think the current owner would do well to join C&V to learn about proper fender lines!
Brent

nlerner

My town's Bicycle Advisory Committee (which I'm a member of) conducts an annual census of bike traffic during the morning commute. It's about 10 or so different locations. We get interesting data over time in terms of cycling/commuting trends, which we then use to advocate for particular policies, infrastructure improvements, etc.

daverup 

My Austro Daimler in front of an abandoned Iron ore loading dock on Lake Superior.

ascherer 

Saturday I logged 43 going from home up the Putnam/South Country trail to Elmsford. Not quite there yet, but I'm starting to feel like I'm getting my energy back post-Lyme.

non-fixie 

Took about a second and a half, to be honest. I recognized it as a Bentley, and since they are generally well-documented typing the registration number in the search engine was the only thing I needed to do.

zukahn1 

A short ride today on my Jeunet 620 which is now 50 years young to the Lrbrary for some vounter work. Haven't used the Jeunet in a year or so some recent Jeunet post her on the forums got me motivated to clean it up and take it for a ride.

Wildwood 

16+ miles each way with 5 hours babysitting between rides. Great weather. Especially after we finally got some rain F/S/S.


Not very friendly - but then not a bad spot to stop for a natural.

Blue sky

Peace garden

Glad to be riding knickers & knee socks. Long sleeve wool jersey.

SquireBlack 

Saturday and Sunday, I joined the intrepid Tourica surviving few for fragments of the cancelled Eroica ride. Saturday we rode to Cayucas, up to the start of the Santa Rita climb, but then stayed on the paved Old Creek Road for a tough climb and descent that eventually brought us out onto highway 46. We then continued onto Santa Rosa Creek Road for some really steep rollers, culminating into a killer decent into Cambria. If you have ridden Eroica California, you know that descent — it’s the way down from Cypress Summit.





Easy Peasy climb, right? gugie shows off his prowess.


Dana makes it to the final summit, in 24” gear, after loosing his cookies.

Sunday, Bob Minsky and I rode the three climbs of La Via della Scalatore, but skipped the easy parts, since we had already ridden them on Saturday. We started where Old Creek Road meets Highway 46, headed down to the start of the Santa Rita Climb, and then followed the normal route, staring with Santa Rita.


Bob at the start of Santa Rita

Santa Rita summit

We grabbed what food we could:




After Kiler, where Peachy Canyon Rd meets Vineyard Drive, we were pleased to see a sandwich board advising us that Rangeland Wines had a pop-up burger bar in their parking lot, so Bob was able to refuel with a burger. Slim pickings for the vegetarian :-(, but they did supply water, Fanta, and clean toilets.


Even after refuelling, Cypress was a grunt of a climb; we both ended up walking the final few hundred meters. But the view was glorious!



Cypress Summit

From there, we rode the normal gravel descent, but when we joined the paved road, we headed uphill (east) to return to our car.

82km total, 1762m of climbing, and about 5½ hours of great riding. I gather that it was raining in Portland :-)

rccardr 

Nice, Andrew. Where’s everybody else?

bironi

I like the road kill pick.
What happens to the road just beyond the kill?
When I scroll the pic to the pic above it looks like a road runner cliff edge ahead.

ExPatTyke

Got out for a few miles on Sunday on the AO8. A bit of mixed fortunes, I went out across the Moors and over the nature reserves near Glastonbury, stopped for a drink at a new pop up cafe (basically a horse box with a kettle and a few picnic chairs, but the tea was good, the cake was excellent), then made my way through Glasto' and over into Wells. Wells was busy, but I stopped to see the cathedral clock striking, then headed on towards Wedmore.

And that's where the fun happened. I heard a vehicle coming up behind, and being in a narrow lane I slowed down as I was approaching a pull in where I could stop safely. A few seconds later I found myself flat on the deck, struggling to release from the pedals and get up again, while watching the aforementioned vehicle disappear into the distance. I got up after a few seconds, and made sure I had two of everything still attached and unbroken. I was very lucky - total damage was one torn glove, one bruised knee, torn bar tape, and a scuffed brake lever hood. The driver obviously couldn't wait for me to stop, tried to squeeze past, and caught my saddle bag.

Fortunately my camera was on and wasn't damaged, and on returning home I found I had everything on film (well, on microSD card, but that doesn't sound so good, does it?). Video's now been handed to the local police force, and the owner of the vehicle will be getting a knock on the door in the next few days - apparently he's looking at a minimum of two offences including Dangerous Driving and Leaving the Scene.

I'd just about recovered when I got home, and my wife had a cold G&T ready - another positive thing about cycling technology is Strava Beacon, guaranteed cold or hot drink waiting at your destination. I mentioned this to a workmate a while back though, his reaction was something along the lines of "You mean you pay money to let your wife know where you are?!"

In summary a nice ride, and vintage bikes are wonderful, especially when teamed with modern technology.


Wells Cathedral Green


Chain Gateway, Wells. It connects Vicars Close to the Cathedral so that clerical staff could get from home to the Cathedral without getting rained on.


Moat and walls around the Bishop's Palace, Wells.


Milestone between Wells and Glastonbury.


Rhyne beside the cycle path out of Glastonbury; Glastonbury Tor is in the distance.


Cycle path headed towards Glastonbury. This path is built on the trackbed of what was the Somerset & Dorset Joint Railway.


That's a bit close!


Oh **** It was more than close.

SquireBlack 

I was just telling Bob on Sunday that British drivers are generally more skilled than their American counterparts. I guess not all Britishdrivers ☹️

ExPatTyke

Unfortunately they definitely are not. The standard of driving in recent years has also been worsened by a series of frothing anti-cyclist articles in the British gutter press raising hatred towards cyclists.

dicktill

Wow, glad it wasn't too bad! What camera are you using?

ExPatTyke

Thank you - me too . The camera's a cheap and cheerful bullet cam that cost me less than £50. It's sold in the UK by Chilli Tech, but it's almost certainly a Chinese clone that's available elsewhere under a different label. I got my money's worth out of it on Sunday!

djkashuba 

Short ride on a quiet backroad. Dialing in the saddle angle.


Sonoma road. by djk762, on Flickr

Prowler 

Today was the one I've been training for and it all came together. "Ride your age" day. As my birthday is in late December, I usually pick a day in the fall when conditions are good and I'm in the best shape of the year. Today was that day. I'll be 70 by New Years so I rode that plus a couple for good measure.



First stop was in Valley Forge Park to visit Baron Frederick Von Stuben. I've wondered if, maybe after dark, after standing at attention in the sun all day, does ole Frederick Von climb down off his pedestal and go over to catch a few winks on those nice benches. I would, ya.



Lunch stop. 46 miles so far. Perfect weather. Stopped at the memorial to K9 Officer Bradley Fox, E/OW September 2012. He was chasing a bad guy along those rail tracks when his dog took a bullet. At the next bullet Officer Fox ran out of luck and ran out of road. Husband, father, combat veteran Marine, Police officer in Plymouth Township. A good place to rest and to contemplate. Contemplate choices made and consequences, things that would happen and would never happen. I stop here on numerous other rides too. RIP Officer Fox.......and Dad........and Mom....... and Grandpa. Heros one and all.



Final stop, on the Schuylkill River Trail, by the quiet river. 6 miles to go to the car. Another good place to stop and contemplate, to be grateful for things. Grateful that....

....I'm healthy enough to do things like this. Grateful that I have access to beautiful places like this and grateful that I have the time.
....that I don't have to take half a dozen pain pills three times a day.
.....that I don't even know what an A1C is let alone have one thats too high
.....that my home has not burned to the ground nor been flooded to the rafters
....that I don't need and E-bike. That if I get a flat tire I don't have to call a wrecker. I can fix it right beside the trail, sitting in the grass like jimmuller does (well I'm maybe not that flexible)
....that I don't need a boom box on my handlebars, with the bass turned up all the way
.....that I don't need sneakers and sunglasses that cost more than my bicycle
.....that I can still taste fine food and still see beautiful things and sights and I can still hear great music
....that I have 11 bicycles that each bring pleasure and, combined, don't cost as much as some sneakers and sunglasses
....that my parents made good choices and I've made a few good choices and now have a very fine family.

Home now and getting achy. Swilling plenty of water and electrolytes. And diet tonic water for desert. You know next year's ride could be even longer, eh?

curbtender

Happy birthday ride to you! What's that rack you have on there?

Prowler 

Thank you. The rack is one I fabricated a few years ago. Bit of cherry, bit of Sitka spruce a bit of birch dowel. Couple of plastic fittings from a scrap patio umbrella. An old shoe lace. VERY light and good enough to carry a layer or two as the day warms.

JacobLee 

Nice! Is she a cyclist?

JacobLee 

There’s that mountain with some snow on it! Much better.



I had to return some small stuff at a hardware store across town, so I figured I’d knock off early and make it a bike ride. Purdy day in Portland.

SurferRosa

I'm on a lighthouse kick. Ferried over to Kingston and rode up to Point No Point today.



The Miyata was a perfect choice for this afternoon. A little hilly, but not too bad.



I don't often see Mt Baker from Seattle, so it's kinda nice getting a peek on the ferry back to Edmonds.



I may have exhausted all the fairly easy lighthouses to get to in a half day. Have to figure out how to see more in the Puget Sound by bike/ferry/train.

bironi

Looks funkadelic, any chance of a pic in better light?

SquireBlack 

Thanks for the reminders of how fortunate most of us are. Too easy to take the good things for granted.

northbend 

Rode up to Artist Point from the small town of Glacier on the last day of summer with Bob Freeman.

It turned out to be pretty nice day for a ride….

RDF 1 by Matthew Pendergast, on Flickr

RDF 7 by Matthew Pendergast, on Flickr

Bob on the climb to Artist Point by Matthew Pendergast, on Flickr

AP seq 1 by Matthew Pendergast, on Flickr

Mt Baker by Matthew Pendergast, on Flickr

Mt Shuksan by Matthew Pendergast, on Flickr

Bike with a view by Matthew Pendergast, on Flickr

Fall Color in Heather Meadow by Matthew Pendergast, on Flickr

Picture Lake 2 by Matthew Pendergast, on Flickr