Did a 27 mile bike ride out to Indian Lake County Park this afternoon. Seriously strong heading coming from the northwest, and it was a slow trek getting out there. But on the way back I was hardly peddling and holding speeds of around 20 MPH. The trees have just started dawning leaves, but the landscape is still pretty empty. Neat to see it like this.
Tonight we had another Steampunk Masquerade. It was a smaller gathering because we are already planning and saving our energy for our next big event at the beginning of next month. Although Zach is several inches shorter than I am I found I fit into one of his shirts and vest which helped improve my custom.
I received a call the other day to tell me my fenders had arrived. So after work I took a very pleasant ride to a bike shop on the east side of the isthmus. My buddy Matt works at the shop and this being peak season for turning up bikes had no time to install my new fenders. However, he set me up on a bike stand so I could install them. With some direction I managed to do something mechanical that didn't end in total failure.
After installing my fenders I took a ride to a coffee shop on State Street do sit for awhile with my laptop. Turns out I sat right through a rain storm and didn't even notice. When I was leaving the sun was coming back out. The ground was wet and there were puddles, but now I have fenders and I didn't get sprayed!
My new floor cleaner arrived today and I gave it a test run in the kitchen. The picture shows the highest traffic area in the kitchen, half of which has been cleaned and the other half untouched. I was hoping for a little better, but I am going to try and order some slightly more aggressive scrubbing pads. Nonetheless, the change is fairly dramatic.
I started my ride to breakfast this morning and just before getting on the trail that runs along University Ave. I noticed I was really putting in a lot of effort for how slowly I was traveling. At first I thought maybe I had a cold and my body was tired from riding yesterday. Then I looked at my back tire. It was flat. I pumped it up and continued down the trail. I repeated this process about every 5 minutes all the way to breakfast. I was too far into my ride to go home and switch to driving. Tyson offered to give me a ride to work. I keep a spare inner tube in my bag so figured I would just swap out the tube before heading home. Turns out that tube also had a hole in it--a big one. So I called a cab to transport me to the bike shop. They put a new tube in my back tire and get me a new spare plus let me look at some nice touring bikes.