<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225</id><updated>2012-01-31T01:22:32.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOCIAL BIKING BLOG</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>379</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-9108846504899940753</id><published>2012-01-18T11:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:38:13.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your frame on Crack</title><content type='html'>The website &lt;a href="http://www.bustedcarbon.com/"&gt;BUSTED CARBON&lt;/a&gt; is devoted to a single, sobering topic: failed carbon frames, seat posts and handlebars. You won't soon forget a visit to &lt;a href="http://www.bustedcarbon.com/"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt;. See below and click on one of the photos for more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bustedcarbon.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-njNQ50v96bI/TxcUNLw_KmI/AAAAAAAACkA/Vkk_0PEbehk/NewImage.png?imgmax=800" alt="NewImage" border="0" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bustedcarbon.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-DW5YIh0Pn_s/TxcUwbnaoXI/AAAAAAAACkI/DwtgaV5oGSI/NewImage.png?imgmax=800" alt="NewImage" border="0" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-rYw8lfV9TME/TxcYwIudwfI/AAAAAAAACkU/50P66qhJ5rY/NewImage.png?imgmax=800" alt="NewImage" border="0" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rivbike.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rivendell Bicycle Works&lt;/a&gt; has been sounding the alarm on carbon frames for some time. I bought a beautiful all steel Romulus from them years ago and have enjoyed every minute on it. It's a supremely comfortable and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ergonomic-Living-Create-User-Friendly-Office/dp/002093081X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1326914314&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;ergonomic&lt;/a&gt; ride. As promised, I can ride all day without any aches and pains. But have I really been safer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Ken Thiessen on steel/vs carbon bike frames: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I crashed hard on my all-carbon Giant bike a couple of years ago. Before I rode the bike again, I hired a mechanic formerly with TREK (I wanted an opinion independent from the manufacturer) inspect the bike for damage. The carbon bike checked out just fine and I am riding it today. One of the reasons I choose the Giant in the first place was that the composite layup seemed to be more stout than the competition. I would not buy a super light carbon bike designed for one-month's use by a 150 lb pro racer. I do not want to live in fear of an unseen pothole.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, &lt;strong&gt;I have broken three steel bike frames&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. My former steel bikes were all assembled with brazed lugs at the joints. &lt;strong&gt;I think that in all three cases the steel was weakened by excess heat applied during overzealous brazing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. The most dangerous of these breaks was on a new Raleigh Super Course (Reynolds 531) where &lt;strong&gt;the fork crown braze parted from the steer tube&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Fortunately the brake bold held the assembly together until I recognized the problem. Raleigh replaced the entire fork. No matter the material, paying careful attention to the integrity of your bike is paramount to your safety.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken's an engineer, &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/03/reviewed-renovo-wooden-bicycle.html"&gt;a frequent contributor to this blog&lt;/a&gt; and a riding buddy of mine. He's definitely not the kind of guy who beats the hell out of a bike or exaggerates for effect. And let's face it, even if you were trying for spin, a blown fork crown doesn't give you a lot of wiggle room.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while something truly unexpected happens out there in the physical universe: a devastating earthquake in Missouri, a near miss by an unknown asteroid, the melting of an ice cap or two. True, a bike frame failure isn't as catastrophic as, say, &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-1350123/Worlds-largest-volcano-Yellowstone-National-Park-wipe-thirds-US.html"&gt;a mega-volcano erupting under Yellowstone National Park&lt;/a&gt;, assuming &lt;strong&gt; you're not actually on the bike when the frame fails.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rideyourbike.com/carbonfiber.html"&gt;This bike shop sounds a warning&lt;/a&gt; that you'll want to read, especially if you're thinking of adding a carbon fiber seat post to a steel frame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, more data is needed. What are your experiences with steel vs. carbon bike frames? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-9108846504899940753?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/9108846504899940753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=9108846504899940753&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/9108846504899940753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/9108846504899940753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-frame-on-crack.html' title='Your frame on Crack'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-njNQ50v96bI/TxcUNLw_KmI/AAAAAAAACkA/Vkk_0PEbehk/s72-c/NewImage.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8346040274187400629</id><published>2012-01-16T09:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T16:32:56.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Lake Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-MvRqCO0dZ40/TxRdxdxnw0I/AAAAAAAACjQ/4ImSLMgWmrw/IMG_1893_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1893 2" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold, gusty winds along the Pacific sent me inland yesterday. If you live on the California coast you learn how to get warm quickly: go uphill a few miles or go east. A few miles east of Arcata on West End Road I rode into a new season: spring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-V3m3eeIxpSQ/TxReut-sDDI/AAAAAAAACjk/TkX38Zy6aRg/IMG_1894_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1894 2" border="0" width="900" height="675" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shared the road with a few other cyclists and an occasional pickup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Op2BtTfZe-Q/TxRfA0LAfkI/AAAAAAAACjs/BTtxAI8Zits/IMG_1896_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1896 2" border="0" width="900" height="675" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking east from the Mad River bridge in the town of Blue Lake I saw clouds gathering over the foothills of the Trinity Alps. According to the locals 100 years ago there were so many salmon in these waters that "you could walk across the Mad River on their backs." Twenty years ago the river was close to fished out. Recently, however, the steelhead population has recovered and when the river is clear fishermen show up here to try their luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-BGF1nvxYvYY/TxRfys5bTsI/AAAAAAAACj0/hw07GTeZyVE/IMG_1898_2.JPG?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1898 2" border="0" width="900" height="675" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the trip back to Bayside I rode through occasional rain squalls, but the Rans fairing kept me dry. Last night, for the first time in years, it snowed at sea level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8346040274187400629?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8346040274187400629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8346040274187400629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8346040274187400629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8346040274187400629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2012/01/blue-lake-ride.html' title='Blue Lake Ride'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-MvRqCO0dZ40/TxRdxdxnw0I/AAAAAAAACjQ/4ImSLMgWmrw/s72-c/IMG_1893_2.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-3415989297547677958</id><published>2012-01-14T17:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T17:22:01.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raymond Carver's house in Arcata is for sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-QilwRwhasis/TxIkvMLW-GI/AAAAAAAACjE/bszWVhExlmw/NewImage.png?imgmax=800" alt="NewImage" border="0" width="440" height="313" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The realtor was having an open house last weekend and I stopped by on a bike ride. She had no idea that the house was once home to Arcata's most famous author. If you're a Raymond Carver fan, here's your chance to buy &lt;a href="http://www.coldwellbanker.com/property;jsessionid=6A5E56810167598956701EA4D02354AE.sky-node04/ca/Arcata?propertyId=222883318&amp;mode=detail&amp;brandType=CB"&gt;his family home&lt;/a&gt; in Arcata. If you haven't discovered Carver yet, pour yourself something calming and curl up with &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cathedral-Raymond-Carver/dp/0679723692/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1326589402&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Cathedral&lt;/a&gt; tonight. Start with "A Small Good Thing." If that short story doesn't take your breath away you may be clinically dead. And do keep in mind: it may have been written in this house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find photos of the house in Maryann Carver's memoir "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/What-Used-Be-Like-ebook/dp/B004M8T00M/ref=sr_1_sc_3?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1326589834&amp;sr=8-3-spell"&gt;What It Used to Be Like: A Portrait of My Marriage to Raymond Carver&lt;/a&gt;." She loved this house and called it "the happiest home we ever had."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-3415989297547677958?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/3415989297547677958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=3415989297547677958&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3415989297547677958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3415989297547677958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2012/01/raymond-carver-house-in-arcata-is-for.html' title='Raymond Carver&amp;#39;s house in Arcata is for sale'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-QilwRwhasis/TxIkvMLW-GI/AAAAAAAACjE/bszWVhExlmw/s72-c/NewImage.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-2134528967114601415</id><published>2012-01-08T10:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T10:57:09.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Warrior</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/22100313?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ff9933" width="400" height="168" frameborder="0" webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/22100313"&gt;Dos Ciclos Short Film&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/sakegroup"&gt;SakeGroup&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A helmet tip to recumbent Rob for this video&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-2134528967114601415?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/2134528967114601415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=2134528967114601415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2134528967114601415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2134528967114601415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2012/01/road-warrior.html' title='Road Warrior'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-410769314357938658</id><published>2012-01-06T11:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:02:09.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.healthcaremanagementdegree.com/biking-and-health/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.healthcaremanagementdegree.com.s3.amazonaws.com/biking-and-health.gif" alt="Biking And Health" width="500"  border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created by: &lt;a href="http://www.healthcaremanagementdegree.com/"&gt;Healthcare Management Degree&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some years ago I asked my Dr. about the health risks of cycling. He felt it was a safe sport and advised me to "start slow and taper off."  It's a philosophy that's served me well, even on long, interstate rides. I also asked him about the ubiquitous fatties, the  beach ball people, who fill the aisles in Costco  pushing carts piled high with Doritos, Coke, Ice Cream and giant plastic Vodka bottles. What does looking like a beach ball cost a person? Healthy adults can now expect to live into to their mid 80's, maybe longer. The beach ball people have an average life expectancy of 60 years. So when Jen Rhee says "we pay the price," now we know exactly what the bill comes to: 25 &lt;em&gt;YEARS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tip of the helmet to Jen Rhee for this very cool graphic. I've got a good feeling about 2012! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-410769314357938658?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/410769314357938658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=410769314357938658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/410769314357938658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/410769314357938658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-resolutions.html' title='New Year&amp;#39;s Resolutions'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-1992642450596564732</id><published>2011-12-19T18:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T19:10:51.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday, New Recumbent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-W9AxmTCq88k/Tu-qk9WuBbI/AAAAAAAACgs/VW17yfh9hBY/IMG_1519.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1519" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-F2tR-pr4SoY/Tu-sH-PGDcI/AAAAAAAACg4/LADVgz5GHyg/geese.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Geese" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight percent of Portland's workforce now commutes by bike. That does great things for a city. Drivers get used to sharing "their" road with cyclists, bike paths proliferate and cool new bike facilities are planned. Bikes you can't even find in most places turn up in dedicated shops like &lt;a href="http://www.coventrycycle.com/"&gt;Coventry Cycleworks&lt;/a&gt; Portland's recumbent-only dealer run by committed and knowledgeable 'bent experts. I stopped by for a day of test rides and took home a new &lt;a href="http://www.rans.com/stratus-xp"&gt;Rans Stratus XP&lt;/a&gt;, a fast, dialed in and superbly ergonomic bike, shown here near the Willamette River. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/03/reviewed-renovo-wooden-bicycle.html"&gt;Ken Thiessen&lt;/a&gt; turned up on the morning of my 70th birthday, December 11. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-wyz8j_Kfp04/Tu_kxh_xahI/AAAAAAAACiA/vzbyML3GQHw/IMG_1536.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1536" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the perfect time to explore new territory-- what better way to break in the new bike than a 15 mile ride along the river? We crossed the Willamette on a dedicated bike lane and headed south on along the East bank bike trail. Cars were relegated to a separate road. Minutes into the ride I got a lesson in what its like to ride a LWB recumbent: the laws of physics were suspended as both the train and its smoke rushed toward Ken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-5OtfYOJMNVg/Tu_iHau9bkI/AAAAAAAAChE/jf4yNboulwk/P1010118.JPG?imgmax=800" alt="P1010118" border="0" width="337" height="600" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-5YajPZl7G_Q/Tu_ijy3julI/AAAAAAAAChM/uFo_Je1jtTw/P1010128.JPG?imgmax=800" alt="P1010128" border="0" width="600" height="337" /&gt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-4xpCagBQ3Ek/Tu_iuBkR2xI/AAAAAAAAChU/nkaQ8l6K9rQ/P1010127.JPG?imgmax=800" alt="P1010127" border="0" width="600" height="337" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-FPm3pmmVGQ8/Tu_jI0hVSeI/AAAAAAAAChk/rBwasdYGfrk/P1010126.JPG?imgmax=800" alt="P1010126" border="0" width="600" height="337" /&gt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken brought his own camera along for the ride (see above) and rode his stalwart Civia. Fitted with disc brakes, it's a bike for all seasons. The Stratus is all set up for a possible disc brake upgrade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-faKGydc-QLw/Tu_kNXP4fSI/AAAAAAAAChw/RRHX-NvReWo/IMG_1526.JPG?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1526" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-RKxGs7n2RL0/Tu_kR0udNuI/AAAAAAAACh4/agIGVTuJWJk/IMG_1538.JPG?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1538" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-cjfd0oJ48TE/Tu_mARd-PWI/AAAAAAAACiM/TSmcogjRW8Y/IMG_1545.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1545" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interstate Route 5 cut Portland off from part of its waterfront. In a few months this bike elevator will take bike commuters to an elevated bike path &lt;em&gt;over the freeway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This is not science fiction, it's Portland 2011. And do stay tuned because they've many more great bike projects in the works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-zhmen1DPCMQ/Tu_m1nhL7hI/AAAAAAAACiY/fMvHuus-5TA/IMG_1522.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1522" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-yE15wrL9j4o/Tu_m_YpZjcI/AAAAAAAACig/Zg-_1qk8hMA/IMG_1524.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1524" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-uMXmPDM0mQ4/Tu_nG30gzLI/AAAAAAAACio/cnQhMPxcitw/IMG_1544.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1544" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-xtMBDjbBZOc/Tu_nbWwU1fI/AAAAAAAACiw/azjjHQPPeMw/IMG_1524.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1524" border="0" width="1000" height="750" /&gt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back to our hotel feeling positively elated. As the sun began to set my wife &lt;a href="http://www.claireirisschencke.com/Claire_Iris_Schencke/Claire_Iris_Schencke.html"&gt;Iris&lt;/a&gt; and I headed out on foot to hear &lt;a href="http://devinphillips.com/"&gt;Devin Phillips&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.jimmymaks.com/"&gt;Jimmy Mak's&lt;/a&gt;, a great jazz club in Portland's Old Town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-1992642450596564732?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/1992642450596564732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=1992642450596564732&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/1992642450596564732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/1992642450596564732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/12/birthday-new-recumbent.html' title='Birthday, New Recumbent!'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-W9AxmTCq88k/Tu-qk9WuBbI/AAAAAAAACgs/VW17yfh9hBY/s72-c/IMG_1519.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8805116490710710020</id><published>2011-11-28T18:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T09:31:54.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If it's fun, do it more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;img alt="RIH" border="0" height="450" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-229mE_tYYKY/TtQ9ZgQgtRI/AAAAAAAACgI/4ekzrNnE-xs/RIH.jpg?imgmax=800" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.bustraan.com/rih.html"&gt;RIH&lt;/a&gt; changed my life. I bought it in Holland back in 1981 after a Dutch friend introduced me to cycling. I rode  the RIH into Germany and then around Finland. Cycling met the rigorous standards of my personal philosophy: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;"&gt;IF IT'S FUN, DO IT MORE&lt;/h5&gt;30 years later I'm still cycling all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My RIH began life as a 3 speed but I managed to add two more speeds during my San Francisco days. Today it's my pickup truck used to haul packages around Arcata. And it's just as much fun now as it was 30 years ago! You'll find more photos of my RIH and its cushy British Bobby's seat &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/09/work-bike.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8805116490710710020?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8805116490710710020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8805116490710710020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8805116490710710020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8805116490710710020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/11/rih.html' title='If it&apos;s fun, do it more'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-229mE_tYYKY/TtQ9ZgQgtRI/AAAAAAAACgI/4ekzrNnE-xs/s72-c/RIH.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-5275732295928759038</id><published>2011-11-13T20:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T17:01:40.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avenue of the Giants by bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;"This valley,"said Ralph Waldo Emerson of Yosemite,  "is the only place that comes up to the brag about it, and exceeds it."&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proving? That Emerson hadn't seen Redwoods National Park in Humboldt County. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-2-Loowoie7Y/TtWAB6tzoeI/AAAAAAAACgU/EB4bX_WONTc/RWD.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="RWD" border="0" width="750" height="1000" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visitors go silent here. Atheists start talking about God. Locals too are speechless no matter how many times we return. Indeed, if we had tourists from other planets this stunning park could be used to advertise a trip to Earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park covers much of Humboldt County. To drive or bike through the southern part head for &lt;a href="http://avenueofthegiants.net/"&gt;Avenue of the Giants&lt;/a&gt; which stretches from a point about 7 miles north of Redcrest to the town of Philipsville about 30 miles to the south. I rode most of it in a loosely organized group excursion with my riding group, "The Latte Warriors." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-fnNhpdmzwqw/TsCWvX34AWI/AAAAAAAACfk/xEq0EjwFGGI/IMG_1257.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1257" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-TzGG3LHqolk/TsCWg8hfqeI/AAAAAAAACds/vtzyBHIsi8I/IMG_1258.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1258" border="0" width="1100" height="825" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-cFO2Zxj0PO0/TsCWiCil4SI/AAAAAAAACd0/NgVBMeQmPAA/IMG_1261.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1261" border="0" width="1100" height="825" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-cPcX3Mezrf8/TsCWkLiOaSI/AAAAAAAACeE/ertqPS4WA_o/IMG_1260.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1260" border="0" width="1100" height="825" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-gyvJzHtubGQ/TsCWlG3eTnI/AAAAAAAACeM/6feCGj9XiWs/IMG_1265.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1265" border="0" width="600" height="450" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Another Roadside Attraction&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike tourists get a lot of praise. You're out there in nature grinding up the hills while everyone else is driving two blocks to pick up a case of beer. You could get a fat head over all the adulation...if the universe didn't toss a bit of sand in your gears from time to time. This bike tourist  stopped to talk with a man who was pulling a small covered wagon down the road. His (actual) last name was Charleyboy; I don't remember his first name. He wasn't exactly a tourist, more a traveller. When I asked where his journey had begun he said "when?" Mr. Charleyboy had walked through 22 states. So far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-cuT2bA0LvlM/TsCWlxGEg6I/AAAAAAAACeU/8MNYEVuH7RI/IMG_1266.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1266" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-V3e6J6V553o/TsCWoKyKy_I/AAAAAAAACek/e_VfZDw12Rg/IMG_1276.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1276" border="0" width="1100" height="825" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Eel River traces the whole length of the Avenue of the Giants.  Those are Western Maples in the foreground, Redwoods everywhere else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-aYyZpR6zQPA/TsCWwBBHFWI/AAAAAAAACfs/kdQwkObssnA/IMG_1269.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1269" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BG_wcacM-Ew/TsCWxUQqMtI/AAAAAAAACf0/hVYwhcLZvv4/IMG_1270.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1270" border="0" width="1100" height="825" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-pK4p-2yWdso/TsCWr88XfRI/AAAAAAAACfE/VKdPXcEcWy8/IMG_1271.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1271" border="0" width="450" height="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-FKZZC4D8XiI/TsCWyzOW4sI/AAAAAAAACf8/jBGES7792EE/IMG_1273.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1273" border="0" width="950" height="1266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-WZmHqNUMc-k/TsCWthUukvI/AAAAAAAACfU/-zj0umvvAnI/IMG_1278.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1278" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my friends in Miranda, near the south end of the Avenue of the Giants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-aboTEE8SUzg/TsCWuR9_AUI/AAAAAAAACfc/jYK_mPM4zE8/IMG_1288.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1288" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the northern part of the county (not shown here) &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/redw/index.htm"&gt;Redwood National Park&lt;/a&gt; becomes perhaps the best example of a virgin old growth Redwood forest on earth. With 2,000 year old trees stretching as far as you can see in all directions this truly &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; the forest primeval. It's difficult to photograph but impossible to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-5275732295928759038?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/5275732295928759038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=5275732295928759038&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5275732295928759038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5275732295928759038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/11/avenue-of-giants-by-bike.html' title='Avenue of the Giants by bike'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-2-Loowoie7Y/TtWAB6tzoeI/AAAAAAAACgU/EB4bX_WONTc/s72-c/RWD.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8235963892774057807</id><published>2011-11-13T18:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T19:02:10.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Apple Store, Palo Alto</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-HpfsvKNGA_c/TsCEBlhs5CI/AAAAAAAACcw/A6suoMzFpBE/IMG_1148.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1148" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-7HIDAx2VmD0/TsCECuE8eAI/AAAAAAAACc4/NZX22xBlcX4/IMG_1150.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1150" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ms8pR5RpSNM/TsCEDQBxStI/AAAAAAAACdA/jco5tC58EbM/IMG_1149.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1149" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-PiX4YS1nWoM/TsCEEJaD_zI/AAAAAAAACdI/bDQCoH8WQVs/IMG_1151.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 1151" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8235963892774057807?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8235963892774057807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8235963892774057807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8235963892774057807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8235963892774057807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/11/apple-store-palo-alto.html' title='The Apple Store, Palo Alto'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-HpfsvKNGA_c/TsCEBlhs5CI/AAAAAAAACcw/A6suoMzFpBE/s72-c/IMG_1148.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-6174718149375766824</id><published>2011-11-11T12:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T12:49:33.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain Biking, the downside</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/S2oymHHyV1M" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-6174718149375766824?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/6174718149375766824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=6174718149375766824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6174718149375766824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6174718149375766824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/11/mountain-biking-downside.html' title='Mountain Biking, the downside'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/S2oymHHyV1M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-4493471019483236821</id><published>2011-09-25T22:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T20:05:53.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovo Revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;by Ken Thiessen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/03/reviewed-renovo-wooden-bicycle.html"&gt;Back in 2009,&lt;/a&gt; I reviewed the intriguing Renovo “wood” bicycles. Back then, the frames were built with a wooden main triangle and carbon rear triangle and fork.  But during my shop tour, Renovo owner and designer, Ken Wheeler pulled up a dream concept on his computer screen: a wooden pursuit bike frame made entirely out of wood.  &lt;strong&gt;Suddenly we were into the realm of pure bike porn; I couldn’t wait to see this conceptual design come to life.&lt;/strong&gt;  But when I asked Ken about the all-wood frame he said it was in development and required more thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fast forward two years...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the all-wood concept frame has become the core design of the &lt;a href="http://www.renovobikes.com/"&gt;Renovo&lt;/a&gt; line. The Audi corporation, known world wide for their cutting edge car designs, took notice and commissioned Renovo to build &lt;a href="http://www.renovobikes.com/audi-duo/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;an Audi-sponsored bike&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Audi’s, innovative engineering and design is the foundation of the marque’s reputation.  Like many European automobile lines, Audi sells branded products which exemplify the ideals promoted by the car. Audi product managers sought out Ken Wheeler to produce a line of bicycles to be marketed with the Audi four-ring logo as another example of the “truth in engineering concept.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-jsoqDOn3X_4/ToANbm33BPI/AAAAAAAACbE/0rt-wB55y4I/Audi-Duo-City-bicycle-by-Renovo.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Audi Duo City bicycle by Renovo" border="0" width="524" height="321" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Audi product managers had apparently considered several of the the large bicycle manufacturers and settled on Renovo to build the Audi Duo bicycle. http://www.audi-collection.com/Accessories  In one step a regional Northwest bike manufacturer became a world class style setter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-ci5aCX9-jK8/ToAN2H5w61I/AAAAAAAACbM/NPSsNIZxHlM/2528739-3599730-thumbnail-1.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="2528739 3599730 thumbnail 1" border="0" width="552" height="332" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renovo retains its small manufacturing facility and shop in Portland, Oregon. Ken Wheeler was both surprised and deeply appreciative of the partnership with a style setter like Audi. Suddenly, thanks to the Audi connection, Wheeler’s bikes were being advertised in the Economist and Forbes magazines. A brief web search takes you further: the Audi Duo bicycles have been appeared in many newspapers, car magazines, bike magazines, and city monthly magazines. &lt;strong&gt;Renovo became the boutique bike shop with a million-dollar ad campaign!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time for another ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-BmDr8lX_-f4/ToANowt_WAI/AAAAAAAACbI/zuwaCQYwD48/bike%252520and%252520elwood%252520on%252520barrel.JPG?imgmax=800" alt="Bike and elwood on barrel" border="0" width="483" height="600" /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;The Test Ride&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.renovobikes.com/r4-road/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The R-4&lt;/a&gt; road bike I rode was a thing of beauty. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8humQdHgk0A/ToAT8d0DgYI/AAAAAAAACb4/sTwrO65ur_8/P8240017.JPG?imgmax=800" alt="P8240017" border="0" width="537" height="954" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-0rrzqLD3HNk/ToAOX9t-wqI/AAAAAAAACbU/r8lLBnPz-wY/P8240009.JPG?imgmax=800" alt="P8240009" border="0" width="600" height="337" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the sun, the wood grain played the light with great clarity. It was like looking into a tiger’s eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-sD6dFSGVAm0/ToAOsQPgwNI/AAAAAAAACbY/jPZ4-xWCSd0/woodbike4.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Woodbike4" border="0" width="520" height="347" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The piano-finish gives the bike the unmistakable hallmark of fine woodworking making imperfections impossible to hide. I couldn’t find a single flaw. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smooth finish was sealed with epoxy and linear polyurethane which not only brings out the wood grain but forms a tough seal for real-world riding. My bike was a 58 cm-equivalent compact frame with the big-boy’s blend of stiff hardwoods mentioned above. The R-4 was equipped with a Sram Red drive train, double tap shifters, an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FSA Wing Pro carbon compact bars with flat tops and shallow drops made for a very comfortable riding position. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-vXR6A80tWEY/ToASeowFSQI/AAAAAAAACbs/BlR6c2SN8ZY/P8240022.JPG?imgmax=800" alt="P8240022" border="0" width="600" height="337" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t fail to notice  the R-4's exceptionally smooth ride as the wood effectively absorbs road vibrations - more effectively than my own all-carbon road bike!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the essential engineering question: if the frame is comfortable, will it also be stiff and efficient? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-nKm5s5NnkiA/ToAPwaufBkI/AAAAAAAACbg/le2ySbDsJ40/P8240026.JPG?imgmax=800" alt="P8240026" border="0" width="800" height="450" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Renovo accelerated quickly with a remarkably small amount of energy input to the pedals&lt;/strong&gt;. Out-of-the-saddle climbs put my energy straight to the traction patch of the rear tire and again &lt;strong&gt;the Renovo felt faster and more nimble than on my own ultra light road bike.&lt;/strong&gt; There was no perceptible flex in this bike while riding. Wheeler has given much thought to the geometry of the Renovo frames. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.renovobikes.com/r4-road/"&gt;The R-4 &lt;/a&gt;blends a savvy and intelligent combination of riding characteristics making this ultra high performance bike equally attractive for all-day century rides.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-lfp_qtbUpdY/ToAQLupKtII/AAAAAAAACbk/y71tkdRpBcM/DSC09560.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC09560" border="0" width="600" height="463" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day just one critical attribute remained untested: Portland has many bridges over the mighty Columbia River and other waterways, I would wager that my Renovo R-4 would float. Try &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; with your Madone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-c0opK20rE_k/ToDnVZn-4YI/AAAAAAAACcY/KkaydVbwKVQ/R2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="R2" border="0" width="1100" height="618" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-yEtstbRfFmI/ToKNbYBbvNI/AAAAAAAACcg/4qW8lDaRkcQ/20110325-192306-pic-410309334_t600.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="20110325 192306 pic 410309334 t600" border="0" width="403" height="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The mouth of the Columbia River at Astoria Oregon. Note the long bridge from Washington to Oregon. Yes, it has north and south bike lanes but with a certain&lt;br /&gt; amount of junk scattered around. It's hard to say whether this would turn out to be  be a beautiful ride  or a nail biter but if you're riding south along the Pacific, you'll be crossing this bridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-4493471019483236821?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/4493471019483236821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=4493471019483236821&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/4493471019483236821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/4493471019483236821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/09/renovo-revisited_25.html' title='Renovo Revisited'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-jsoqDOn3X_4/ToANbm33BPI/AAAAAAAACbE/0rt-wB55y4I/s72-c/Audi-Duo-City-bicycle-by-Renovo.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8299357820429204148</id><published>2011-09-11T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T18:41:02.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patrick's Point Park</title><content type='html'>Scenic Drive continues to the north of Trinidad, making its way along a stretch of cliffs above the Pacific. Around mile 7 you come to Patrick's Point Park, a little known jewel in the state park system. I wandered up on my bike yesterday and noodled around in the park for hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole park is serviced by a well-maintained--and little used--network of roads, each one of which leads to a spectacular ocean view. I parked the bike at the Agate Beach overlook at the north end of the park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-eutAlMptzFQ/Tm1g5XNisjI/AAAAAAAACYo/wbfnpwXPTto/IMG_0869.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0869" border="0" width="800" height="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are iPhone photos, thus the dreamlike, soft coloration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-khwrDE3nLLY/Tm1hb3tf1xI/AAAAAAAACYs/gNk9o79QsDM/IMG_0873.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0873" border="0" width="650" height="866" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the park you see Sitka Spruce growing alongside Redwoods, a reminder that this is the southern end of the Alaskan rain forest. &lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-bGs5jmvtyao/Tm1iC4ulXAI/AAAAAAAACY0/mjX3_5g8Xi0/IMG_0865.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0865" border="0" width="800" height="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a dramatic site for your next wedding? This is "Wedding Rock." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-h7V7wjtMPnM/Tm1hkgcGW-I/AAAAAAAACYw/sx2clIRfLo0/IMG_0874.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0874" border="0" width="800" height="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For much of my ride I had the park to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Kw7KGkWIBos/Tm1il3f_KHI/AAAAAAAACY8/OCasYaEPl2I/IMG_0867.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0867" border="0" width="600" height="800" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8299357820429204148?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8299357820429204148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8299357820429204148&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8299357820429204148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8299357820429204148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/09/patrick-point-park.html' title='Patrick&amp;#39;s Point Park'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-eutAlMptzFQ/Tm1g5XNisjI/AAAAAAAACYo/wbfnpwXPTto/s72-c/IMG_0869.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-277800124066869618</id><published>2011-08-30T16:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T15:57:03.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week in Santa Monica</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-EizpinIrHIg/Tl1yE1-HywI/AAAAAAAACXw/9KVK41lEbOo/BIB%252520BEACH.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="BIB BEACH" border="0" width="1200" height="900" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-rVBYkvAqPJY/Tl1vpXG3nqI/AAAAAAAACXM/fCxcBYHfFwQ/IMG_0770.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0770" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to a borrowed bike, I got out on the Santa Monica beach bike paths every morning. Say what you will about the evils of Los Angeles traffic, the car culture seems far away here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-a8OlGcUEd_8/Tl1wLIKf2jI/AAAAAAAACXQ/0sBtntceA8M/IMG_0776.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0776" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-UEW0pB0opSc/Tl1wSY9sveI/AAAAAAAACXU/6BHaFGnlHt4/IMG_0707.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0707" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75 degrees at 8 am and all is well. Cruisers and hitchhikers were happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-A5Rh8saPVjE/Tl1_X1r0JcI/AAAAAAAACYU/Gcie1Kty4e0/IMG_0815_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0815 2" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-dithGdrFeqk/Tl1_c__tqNI/AAAAAAAACYY/9k6zTegO6zg/IMG_0813_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0813 2" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing south to Marina Del Rey I had the path almost to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-fy_nxpCbMUw/Tl1wfloxheI/AAAAAAAACXY/pLBXKKuz77E/IMG_0706.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0706" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I turned around on a bridge after chatting with this group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-_NZ_zR2sG5E/Tl1wvLeEDJI/AAAAAAAACXc/FfluYZLqKdM/IMG_0700.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0700" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in every Marina I've ever visited, all the ships were crowded against each other, safely tied up and deserted. Obviously, slips were at a premium, as were yachts. Almost nobody was actually sailing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-GGitwzvge0I/Tl15rw6OGiI/AAAAAAAACYE/rrK8otOfrlA/Marina.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Marina" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could we pay off our national debt by simply selling all our idle yachts? I stopped for coffee. At the next table these guys were speaking a language I've never heard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ryr5BZ7U3Js/Tl17BicUkWI/AAAAAAAACYM/JVUsdawH6fs/Marina%252520table.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Marina table" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 70 this rugged couple from Australia  were traveling the world by folding bikes! I caught up with them a few miles from the end of a North American tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-MCJtnNIoiSA/Tl1xABaCIeI/AAAAAAAACXg/iuIiU-pVKxI/IMG_0691.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0691" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I tried to find their hostel. Alas, Venice has three and this wasn't the one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-2USQxPO_LBU/Tl1xXt1b37I/AAAAAAAACXk/eyBU-2SJiY0/IMG_0698.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0698" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Monica Playland at the end of a relaxing day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-r2wG9y66UHU/Tl2C5tIwTGI/AAAAAAAACYg/bgyEdQceE8o/IMG_0825.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0825" border="0" width="1200" height="900" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Santa Monica beach faces southwest, so the sun sets over the mountain range to the right of the beach, which feels like north to most Californians.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Rkwc37XWYT8/Tl1yTpnxHCI/AAAAAAAACX0/RyGAFNGJZqU/IMG_0834.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG 0834" border="0" width="1200" height="900" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-277800124066869618?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/277800124066869618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=277800124066869618&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/277800124066869618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/277800124066869618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/08/week-in-santa-monica.html' title='A Week in Santa Monica'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-EizpinIrHIg/Tl1yE1-HywI/AAAAAAAACXw/9KVK41lEbOo/s72-c/BIB%252520BEACH.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-5843926881892540818</id><published>2011-08-20T14:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T14:19:12.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon: Ken Thiessen revisits RENOVO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/03/reviewed-renovo-wooden-bicycle.html"&gt;Ken's Renovo review&lt;/a&gt; turns out to be the most popular item we've ever published. He'll be merging his body with one of the new Renovos in an all-new road test around the end of this month and promises an update. Stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-5843926881892540818?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/5843926881892540818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=5843926881892540818&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5843926881892540818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5843926881892540818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/08/coming-soon-ken-thiessen-revisits.html' title='Coming Soon: Ken Thiessen revisits RENOVO'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-7107156875895908635</id><published>2011-08-09T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T18:12:22.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arturas Zuokas for President of the USA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Downtown Vilnius, Lithuania can be a pretty nice place if everyone respects the parking laws. Was that your Mercedes, &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/10/have-another-cheeseburger-rob.html"&gt;Rob "My Heart Bleeds" Ford, Mayor of Toronto and Hall of Shame member&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of you downtown jewelry shoppers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IvGaSct3cJk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayor Zuokas appreciates your cooperation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip of the helmet to tra for this gem. For more details, see "&lt;a href="http://thelede.blogs.nytimes.com/2011/08/02/vilnius-mayor-crushes-car-in-bike-lane-with-a-tank/"&gt;Vilnius Mayor Crushes Car in Bike Lane With a Tank&lt;/a&gt;." &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-7107156875895908635?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/7107156875895908635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=7107156875895908635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/7107156875895908635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/7107156875895908635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/08/arturas-zuokas-for-president-of-usa.html' title='Arturas Zuokas for President of the USA!'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IvGaSct3cJk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-373587675798554925</id><published>2011-08-08T17:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T17:49:36.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stock Market down 600</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/15WZMF7Fk9I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-373587675798554925?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/373587675798554925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=373587675798554925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/373587675798554925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/373587675798554925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/08/stock-market-down-600.html' title='Stock Market down 600'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/15WZMF7Fk9I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-2630224469964353697</id><published>2011-07-21T14:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T20:30:50.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lensmate Polarizer for the Canon S90/5</title><content type='html'>For cyclists who are serious about photography I've recommended both the S90 (&lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/08/ideal-cycling-camera-2010-august.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) and the improved S95 (&lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/11/ideal-cycling-camera-november-2010.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you already have a Canon S90/5 you'll want a &lt;a href="http://www.lensmateonline.com/store/s90v2.php"&gt;Lensmate polarizer&lt;/a&gt;. It's mounts in a few minutes and doesn't really fatten up your pocket camera. Once installed, the filter moves on and off the camera with a flick of a finger. The S95 shown below has both the lensmate polarizer (show here extended; it all but disappears when the camera is off) &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/08/ideal-cycling-camera-2010-august.html"&gt;and the essential Richard Franiec grip&lt;/a&gt;. I'll say it again: &lt;em&gt;don't leave home without that grip. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lensmateonline.com/store/s90v2.php"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-UBVEjghlJjc/TiiZT6MsurI/AAAAAAAACWE/12dCSeyVvoM/s90polarizer.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" alt="S90polarizer" width="200" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can't apply polarization in Photoshop; only an on-camera filter can make the difference between an annoying, blown opportunity and a great shot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/--PlyKIKn9-k/TijFV1Wa5gI/AAAAAAAACWU/OuzJt38jDrQ/NEWBLDG2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="NEWBLDG2" border="0" width="600" height="800" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Midday in NYC: lots of glare. I could hardly look at the side of this building. I reached for the polarizer and the glare vanished.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-7fuYPgedAtY/TiiZOnOi18I/AAAAAAAACV0/UWrl_P60e7Y/subway2.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" alt="Subway2" width="565" height="600" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Minutes later in the Subway I still had the lensmate polarizer on my S95--and got this shot. The car was over-lit  with glare coming off every surface.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-PimBl7xGkKA/TiiZQI6vJGI/AAAAAAAACV4/OUXQxtEhM0Q/IMG_2375.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" alt="IMG 2375" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Polarizers really shine around water. Glare coming off of the ocean can flatten a beautiful scene or simply blow out all the color. But not this time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-DYbAqqAsHe8/Tii-VVTEVhI/AAAAAAAACWM/SJp1ywWHnGY/RWD%252520imp.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="RWD imp" border="0" width="600" height="800" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deep within the Pioneer Grove, home of the world's tallest Redwoods you see great contrast between light and dark and very bright areas tend to blow out. The polarizer transformed a flat, uninteresting photo into this three dimensional study.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-cczhnNmz-fM/TiiUqBNL5WI/AAAAAAAACVc/a5izp7yWbNo/The%252520Bridge.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" alt="The Bridge" width="800" height="600" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The county closed this restaurant and arrested the owner after drinking water health codes were repeatedly ignored. Out on bail now and with the restaurant still closed, the owner (not shown here) has become a patriot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-2630224469964353697?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/2630224469964353697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=2630224469964353697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2630224469964353697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2630224469964353697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/07/lensmate-polarizer-for-canon-s905.html' title='Lensmate Polarizer for the Canon S90/5'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-UBVEjghlJjc/TiiZT6MsurI/AAAAAAAACWE/12dCSeyVvoM/s72-c/s90polarizer.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8723768907561466110</id><published>2011-07-18T11:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T13:13:13.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Bruce!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://travel.nytimes.com/2011/07/10/travel/reporter-to-cross-the-nation-on-2-wheels-again.html"&gt;The Plan:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://intransit.blogs.nytimes.com/2011/07/14/life-is-a-wheel-the-story-of-the-bike/#preview"&gt;The Details&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-OEupwsytOLw/TiR3p4ER4BI/AAAAAAAACVA/jAK8kc0J0iU/NewImage.png?imgmax=800" border="0" alt="NewImage" width="480" height="332" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;My response on &lt;a href="http://intransit.blogs.nytimes.com/category/life-is-a-wheel/"&gt;Life is a Wheel,&lt;/a&gt; Bruce Weber's NYT cycling blog:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Go Bruce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll be with you (in spirit) you on &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Social Biking Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd vote for more teeth on those rear gears and a set of Albatross handlebars, which are good beyond hope. Straight bars will destroy your wrists. Your hands want to be thumbs up—think of a handshake. And with upright bars you will want a wider saddle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did you want a sex life after this trip? If so, you could treat yourself to a Brooks B67, the Cadillac Limo of bike saddles. Mine had no break in period and I've had no saddle problems from the day I installed it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you get blown off course, you're welcome at my place in Arcata, CA, just over the Oregon border. It's only about 600 extra miles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8723768907561466110?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8723768907561466110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8723768907561466110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8723768907561466110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8723768907561466110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/07/go-bruce.html' title='Go Bruce!'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-OEupwsytOLw/TiR3p4ER4BI/AAAAAAAACVA/jAK8kc0J0iU/s72-c/NewImage.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-375019684773563552</id><published>2011-07-15T14:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T17:30:23.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anatomy lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-MLLwjnxz0zg/TiCwyJS5vnI/AAAAAAAACUo/R2dFU0kd3PA/Screen%252520shot%2525202011-07-15%252520at%2525201.22.01%252520AM.png?imgmax=800" alt="Screen shot 2011 07 15 at 1 22 01 AM" border="0" width="600" height="366" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aarline.info/"&gt;By Aaron Kuehn, a designer who definitely thinks outside of the box &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helmet tip to David Hodge in Stockholm, who sent the Kuehn drawing. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-375019684773563552?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/375019684773563552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=375019684773563552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/375019684773563552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/375019684773563552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/07/anatomy-lesson.html' title='Anatomy lesson'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-MLLwjnxz0zg/TiCwyJS5vnI/AAAAAAAACUo/R2dFU0kd3PA/s72-c/Screen%252520shot%2525202011-07-15%252520at%2525201.22.01%252520AM.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-225777008428812943</id><published>2011-07-14T10:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T10:50:01.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May the force be with him!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="1280" height="750" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cAcy7EVRpXc?hd=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a happy Mango rider on a bike tour of Holland back in 2007. That meeting became &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2007/10/two-new-biking-world-records-set-in.html"&gt;one of the first entries&lt;/a&gt; on The Social Biking Blog. Now the Mango has come to America!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-225777008428812943?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/225777008428812943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=225777008428812943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/225777008428812943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/225777008428812943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/07/may-force-be-with-him.html' title='May the force be with him!'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cAcy7EVRpXc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-364167471093298576</id><published>2011-07-05T16:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T14:55:33.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW HALL OF SHAME MEMBER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Back in March 2011, John Cassidy of "The New Yorker" &lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/online/blogs/johncassidy/2011/03/battle-of-the-bike-lanes-im-with-mrs-schumer.html"&gt;complained that NYC's new bike lanes were getting in the way of his lumbering antique cars, (which he calls "heaps").&lt;/a&gt; There followed an extended...ahem...reaction from Hall's fellow NYers who ride bikes, not cars, in the city's new cycling lanes (see bottom of the NYer article). The Economist weighed in with "&lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/blogs/freeexchange/2011/03/tragedies_commons"&gt;The World is His Parking Spot&lt;/a&gt;." Taking the bait——indeed swallowing the hook whole——Hall attempted to justify himself with no fewer than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/online/blogs/johncassidy/2011/03/bike-lanes-ii.html"&gt;3 additional rants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about why the city already had too many bike lanes. Mind you, he isn't opposed to all bike lanes. Some of his best friends are bike lanes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-nR_YdkWH60Q/ThOhWE72t2I/AAAAAAAACTk/7cGHn5x9KC8/D1570AE8-BF2E-46AD-AC93-73D0FF297572.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" alt="D1570AE8-BF2E-46AD-AC93-73D0FF297572.jpg" width="225" height="225" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-jGVrEjB3fKs/ThOhxwsUObI/AAAAAAAACTo/fc-1fX26tOg/7E398A7E-1CCB-42E5-8297-0FC5014D3DDA.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" alt="7E398A7E-1CCB-42E5-8297-0FC5014D3DDA.jpg" width="473" height="321" /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Cars being persecuted by selfish kids on bikes and inconsiderate women with baby carriages. &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bzE-IMaegzQ" width="560" height="349" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nobody does print flame wars better than NYers so who knows where—or if—this will end. Meanwhile, John Cassidy has earned himself a place in the Social Biking Blog Biking Hall of Shame (see the right sidebar).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-364167471093298576?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/364167471093298576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=364167471093298576&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/364167471093298576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/364167471093298576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-hall-of-shame-member.html' title='NEW HALL OF SHAME MEMBER'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-nR_YdkWH60Q/ThOhWE72t2I/AAAAAAAACTk/7cGHn5x9KC8/s72-c/D1570AE8-BF2E-46AD-AC93-73D0FF297572.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-5194733268827019149</id><published>2011-06-21T10:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T11:09:52.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARCATA OYSTER FESTIVAL</title><content type='html'>90% of California's oysters come from Arcata Bay and on Saturday, June 18, most of them were in the Arcata plaza. You want to arrive at 10 so you don't have to wait too long for this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-tyIk88e0h6Q/TgDWD4hi6DI/AAAAAAAACS8/6EOIwNu3onA/IMG_2318.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2318.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saddled up around 9:30 and pressed on up Old Arcata Road past the Anvick turnouff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BR2feKMZzqQ/TgDRJz6YcjI/AAAAAAAACR8/zNLO9KA_dNM/IMG_2351.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2351.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And past the Anvick couch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-WIZkvAzGUXA/TgDWnsP0yyI/AAAAAAAACTE/jN_ZjrbL0vM/Couch.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Couch.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oysters called to me, so I didn't stop to try out the couch. Later that day it had moved to a new home. As I got closer to town other riders appeared. The trick was to appear relaxed and casual while closing fast on Oyster central. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-LeYnwbciQmI/TgDRlDIZR2I/AAAAAAAACSA/gAFoyzD2QK4/IMG_2347.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2347.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should have left a bit earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-TFo77hxxfuI/TgDUyBGoNvI/AAAAAAAACS0/AvabaDz8PrU/BIG.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="BIG.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-jViJ_8qC9E4/TgDShxqtUSI/AAAAAAAACSI/gG-aWKTuXc4/IMG_2324.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2324.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating a half dozen Arcata Oysters: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Pw30NT2GyLk/TgDSr9EVOBI/AAAAAAAACSM/uF-BtHmaUmQ/IMG_2325.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2325.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-LlDSzeMenfw/TgDSx4kulzI/AAAAAAAACSQ/GzRJ5SMplRQ/IMG_2346.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2346.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other competitors and their bikes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-qADMQDCrzwk/TgDTDuSdPxI/AAAAAAAACSU/ec7hh-W0SYE/IMG_2341.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2341.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-8Ln5-vo86zg/TgDTN8I4hkI/AAAAAAAACSY/f12dg3tqS0k/IMG_2328.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2328.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-5R62EShn6fE/TgDWK9AxqBI/AAAAAAAACTA/ydJsIPd3hlw/IMG_2330.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2330.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-lG5JmL6Mv9Y/TgDTR6n7BLI/AAAAAAAACSc/jmngH8C4FvY/IMG_2326.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2326.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bill of rights in action. It's tested daily right here on the Arcata Plaza. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-XInEWmM4vpk/TgDTYGOdzdI/AAAAAAAACSg/2faui5GhVHo/IMG_2331.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2331.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-do-Xwa964rY/TgDTeWggN0I/AAAAAAAACSk/fulbEFvhH04/IMG_2320.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2320.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I parked discreetly on the sidewalk. To steal my bike a thief would have to cut down a tree on the plaza, a death penalty violation here in Arcata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Xmk744TRW8U/TgDTk_YOEkI/AAAAAAAACSo/A5v61_tMkgI/IMG_2338.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2338.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer + oysters usually leads to more beer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-El9OSdVePm8/TgDTy2Ex7lI/AAAAAAAACSs/eN3PM2fJ3R4/IMG_2339.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2339.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-TrYGgab6Svc/TgDT6TdzTKI/AAAAAAAACSw/2yHW22MkKIY/IMG_2354.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2354.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-5194733268827019149?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/5194733268827019149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=5194733268827019149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5194733268827019149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5194733268827019149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/06/arcata-oyster-festival.html' title='ARCATA OYSTER FESTIVAL'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-tyIk88e0h6Q/TgDWD4hi6DI/AAAAAAAACS8/6EOIwNu3onA/s72-c/IMG_2318.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-7204212140271978930</id><published>2011-06-17T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:28:48.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thou art more lovely and more temperate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And summer's lease hath all too short a date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And often is his gold complexion dimmed;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And every fair from fair sometime declines,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But thy eternal summer shall not fade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;blockquote class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sonnet 18&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_2313.jpg" border="0" height="480" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-P7qC9bSWnLI/TfuUF_AXlII/AAAAAAAACRY/budLkkaXMF4/IMG_2313.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rough winds indeed. Who doesn't love the notion of old gas guzzlers being slowly buried in grasses and flowers?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_2316.jpg" border="0" height="480" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-WGt4ciZBKuU/TfuUO762NNI/AAAAAAAACRc/HWLz0flKWyE/IMG_2316.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_2282.jpg" border="0" height="480" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-q4vqwnNRwQY/TfuUUsrawvI/AAAAAAAACRg/Z055liX3nRw/IMG_2282.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_iAOb0KOjXs/TfuWzJSgJeI/AAAAAAAACRw/POLEALl6xgc/s1600/cows.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_iAOb0KOjXs/TfuWzJSgJeI/AAAAAAAACRw/POLEALl6xgc/s320/cows.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the bike path on Old Arcata Road near sunset. &lt;b&gt;Click photo to Expand.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-7204212140271978930?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/7204212140271978930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=7204212140271978930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/7204212140271978930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/7204212140271978930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer_17.html' title='Summer!'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-P7qC9bSWnLI/TfuUF_AXlII/AAAAAAAACRY/budLkkaXMF4/s72-c/IMG_2313.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-397287242120295189</id><published>2011-06-09T18:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T18:19:15.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-O1hqw_N6Wt4/TfFsp6ZX6SI/AAAAAAAACQo/4btwjTIAAbs/IMG_2268_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2268_2.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year at this time I trot out one of Arcata's palm trees. It then gets warmer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-moYxacAalGc/TfFs-UUDNAI/AAAAAAAACQs/vHU51UouYcg/IMG_2269.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2269.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-cGNdpd8_h2s/TfFtKOZw6tI/AAAAAAAACQw/hRfVkRJo2GQ/IMG_2266.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2266.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more you stop (on bike rides) the more you see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-wYKEEfSnYKw/TfFtYMDP1nI/AAAAAAAACQ0/go0rlwBFp-4/IMG_2274.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2274.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-30LOViSnBVU/TfFvf9dJ4NI/AAAAAAAACQ8/U3fGN-eXQKI/IMG_2263_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2263_2.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erected on the edge of a shopping center in McKinleyville, the world's largest totem pole rises over 160 feet. Say what you will about the setting, totem poles are one of the world's highest art forms. Any excuse and I'll include this gorgeous creature on a bike ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-PAqadTeyRWw/TfFw4y8rxWI/AAAAAAAACRE/a6xdPB9gjS0/rain.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="rain.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours after my ride...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-397287242120295189?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/397287242120295189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=397287242120295189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/397287242120295189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/397287242120295189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer.html' title='Summer?'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-O1hqw_N6Wt4/TfFsp6ZX6SI/AAAAAAAACQo/4btwjTIAAbs/s72-c/IMG_2268_2.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-2274331694795170162</id><published>2011-05-13T13:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T14:46:02.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOUR OF THE UNKNOWN COAST</title><content type='html'>The hardest ride in Humboldt County's famous TUC used to be the 100 mile, which took you over the coastal mountains, down to the beach and back over the coastal mountains. Climbing "the wall" on the way back over the mountains often involved beating yourself forward against terrific winds during a near vertical climb. Every year riders are blown into each other and off the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, in a nod to masochists, the TUC added a "double century."  Yes, twice over the coastal range in both directions. Four people signed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody had to do something on behalf of cycling as a relaxed leisure time activity. So I volunteered to cut my usual 100K (K) down to a mere 25 miles. It turned out to be a delightful ride that took us up a verdant river valley that's I'd never seen. Some of the riders looked distinctly out of shape--just happy to be out there rolling along, not trying to prove anything. And this was a ride that attracted a bunch of kids on kid sized bikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TcyeHl0NOFI/AAAAAAAACPY/o5KuBu3rFgk/IMG_1981.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_1981.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hydration Station" AKA "Drinks." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TcyeLS34sII/AAAAAAAACPc/1Z4Hf8tp4Ec/IMG_1988.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_1988.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TcyeQ0un-xI/AAAAAAAACPg/NFs-se-YAw0/IMG_1994.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_1994.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride begins in the Victorian village of Ferndale, a picturesque place that's build over the intersection of three major earthquake faults. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TcyekpnQl0I/AAAAAAAACPk/zJwYkmjhsEc/IMG_1995.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_1995.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TcyerP4dTOI/AAAAAAAACPo/2_QDrB6vb-c/IMG_1996.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_1996.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are the most beautiful places in the world the most geologically unstable? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/Tcye5f26A1I/AAAAAAAACPs/XbulOL6N5sc/IMG_2008.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2008.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TUC set up a rest stop with snacks and drinks at the halfway point. Kids and bikes go together. And for those of us for whom childhood is a distant memory, bikes bring out the inner ten year old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TcyfMvh1ERI/AAAAAAAACPw/OctrcrMQ3bs/IMG_2013.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_2013.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-2274331694795170162?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/2274331694795170162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=2274331694795170162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2274331694795170162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2274331694795170162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/05/tour-of-unknown-coast.html' title='TOUR OF THE UNKNOWN COAST'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TcyeHl0NOFI/AAAAAAAACPY/o5KuBu3rFgk/s72-c/IMG_1981.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-2302564362366714198</id><published>2011-04-25T17:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T17:21:59.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Other Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BMPlKAJa6io" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TbYLo3ucJUI/AAAAAAAACO0/tOHZIGSexgI/IMG_1875.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_1875.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TbYLuze5f2I/AAAAAAAACO4/be_zf1suNnM/IMG_1873.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_1873.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TbYL2bP69VI/AAAAAAAACO8/2TGtmZ1z-H8/IMG_1867.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_1867.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TbYPJugHBxI/AAAAAAAACPM/7lOxqo7pv74/Clseup.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Clseup.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TbYPPH50EzI/AAAAAAAACPQ/Yj4XfSU8fqY/Stilllife.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Stilllife.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still-life: clover and cigarette. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can man be opposed to nature when he is part of nature? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TbYN_WLRMVI/AAAAAAAACPE/Azyk3s4gaMA/Rwds.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Rwds.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-2302564362366714198?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/2302564362366714198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=2302564362366714198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2302564362366714198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2302564362366714198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/04/some-other-spring.html' title='Some Other Spring'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BMPlKAJa6io/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-29988923780864583</id><published>2011-04-14T20:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T09:10:56.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corax?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/Tae4m1EEjxI/AAAAAAAACOs/UghM1GQ_g1o/P1090817.JPG?imgmax=800" alt="P1090817.JPG" border="0" width="480" height="360" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some years ago the postings on the &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2008/08/corax_26.html"&gt;CORAX website&lt;/a&gt; ceased. Could this be &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2008/08/corax_26.html"&gt;him&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tip of the helmet to Bob Allen, who took this photo in Morocco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-29988923780864583?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/29988923780864583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=29988923780864583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/29988923780864583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/29988923780864583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/04/attention-corax.html' title='Corax?'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/Tae4m1EEjxI/AAAAAAAACOs/UghM1GQ_g1o/s72-c/P1090817.JPG?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-2229829545067783952</id><published>2011-04-13T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T18:21:46.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Must you risk your life to ride a bike to work?</title><content type='html'>I started this blog back in 2007 to share a few thoughts on &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2007/10/railroad-station-hague.html"&gt;a month long bike trip around Holland&lt;/a&gt;. Somehow, when it came to bicycle infrastructure the world's richest and most powerful nation had fallen far behind a country about the size of New Jersey with 16 million people——and 10,000 miles of dedicated bike paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/n-AbPav5E5M" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few years, I hoped to see scenes like these in the USA. How could it NOT happen here? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2rETLfzQrIw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, the Dutch will keep a "work bike" for generations. All these people are commuting, shopping and cruising around on bikes that will get a tire patch every year or so and a new chain when the old one rusts off. In other words, nobody's spending a lot of money on this. And of course, there are other benefits. See any fatties?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2007/10/commuters-amsterdam-suburb.html"&gt;five mile bike path from Arcata to Eureka, along Arcata Bay, that seemed just around the corner back in 2007&lt;/a&gt;, still hasn't been started. We're in our 20th (some say 25h, or 30th!) year of studying the path. A couple of years ago Arcata hired a team of expensive consultants who put on a multi-media presentation showing what the path &lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt; look like. Cyclists who attended got to write suggestions on large white boards with magic markers. For several hours we were allowed to consult with the consultants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does the path stand now, you ask? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trailstrust.org/news.html#multiagency"&gt;Multi-Agency Team Considers Eureka-Arcata Trail Possibilities&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We expect to have a dedicated trails trust participant involved in the next phase of constraints and opportunities analysis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "Multi-Agency Team" is "excited" about "progress toward this long-desired trail!"  We're "considering possibilities!" Meanwhile, every day of the year cyclists between Arcata and Eureka brave the gutter on Rte 101, a few feet from 70mph traffic for six nail biting miles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4NLmiuyLa98" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video above was made in Los Angeles. &lt;strong&gt;It's. not. that. bad. here. yet. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister cities in Holland would be serviced by two, three, maybe a half a dozen dedicated bike trails. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dutch get health care, bike paths and wind energy farms for their tax Euros. We get aircraft carriers and nuclear weapons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tip of the helmet to Steve Fox for the inspiring Dutch cycling videos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-2229829545067783952?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/2229829545067783952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=2229829545067783952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2229829545067783952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2229829545067783952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/04/rush-hour-snow.html' title='Must you risk your life to ride a bike to work?'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/n-AbPav5E5M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-1847859270778371448</id><published>2011-03-25T17:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T10:30:21.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Winter, Arcata</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TY0sdJa7pKI/AAAAAAAACOY/i5vOO9EnFmk/TREES.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="TREES.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago it looked like this here in Bayside (Arcata's "suburb"). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TY0s3irfjaI/AAAAAAAACOc/HsGHqUW3xbU/IMG_0926.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0926.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbor Cathy drove to Portland and brought home a new &lt;a href="http://www.icetrikes.co/"&gt;Ice Trike&lt;/a&gt;. As we get older and balance becomes an issue we're all going to end up on trikes if we want to keep riding a bike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TY0tPrsEQ9I/AAAAAAAACOg/3EwoU_4dNw0/IMG_0925.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0925.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trikes bring out your inner 3 year old. No learning curve. Just get on and go! And if you want to stop on the upside of a hill, there's no need to unclip or dismount.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TY0tsy65Z8I/AAAAAAAACOk/2T1lruY7xvc/IMG_0924.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0924.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can pack for a day or a week. Cathy uses this setup for grocery shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks have passed since those bright, sunny days. Alas, living in the northwest rainforest does, occasionally, include &lt;a href="http://www.northcoastjournal.com/blogthing/2011/03/25/it-rained/"&gt;a bit of rain&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-1847859270778371448?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/1847859270778371448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=1847859270778371448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/1847859270778371448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/1847859270778371448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/03/news-from-arcata.html' title='Late Winter, Arcata'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TY0sdJa7pKI/AAAAAAAACOY/i5vOO9EnFmk/s72-c/TREES.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-2037276095957099542</id><published>2011-03-07T17:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T16:31:52.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A ride down Kilauea</title><content type='html'>I'm with Mark Twain when it comes to Hawaii: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;...its balmy airs are always blowing, its summer seas flashing in the sun; the pulsing of its surf is in my ear; I can see its garlanded crags, its leaping cascades, its plumy palms drowsing by the shore, its remote summits floating like islands above the cloud-rack; I can feel the spirit of its woody solitudes, I hear the plashing of the brooks; in my nostrils still lives the breath of flowers that perished twenty years ago.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TXV_bIcRocI/AAAAAAAACNU/QFvBqCkiFDI/IMG_1064.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_1064.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TXcrQ1f88cI/AAAAAAAACOI/-R6UUl2CEjo/dive.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="dive.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TXcajOSHB-I/AAAAAAAACN8/RNGs9SWMIPU/turtle.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="turtle.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the winter closed in here in Arcata (actual snow for the first time in about five years!) my wife and I fled for ten days to the Big Island of Hawaii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TXV_f6QalpI/AAAAAAAACNY/UnQYazDtKx8/IMG_1073.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_1073.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TXWRooLZ1qI/AAAAAAAACNo/NptW_qBSsBU/Petrog.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Petrog.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TXWRfbWRU1I/AAAAAAAACNk/BHQMbxEEk0o/pointing.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="pointing.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TXV_pxH7-AI/AAAAAAAACNc/Pj-ELX1PGyQ/Sunset.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Sunset.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't see a lot of cyclists around the larger towns. The mountain roads are narrow and traffic is constant on the Kona coast's main drag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 4,000 feet above the coast at the Volcano park its cool, quiet and peaceful. I joined a sedate little tour that rode seven miles down the flanks of Kilauea, stopping often to look at lava tubes and the caldera itself. The tour operator simply showed up at the summit with a trailer of bikes and off we went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TXV-Nb5wXgI/AAAAAAAACNE/orEInP0iCcI/IMG_1311.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_1311.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TXV-dIVg4AI/AAAAAAAACNM/QZxCOMXco-Y/Kil2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Kil2.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crater floor was quiet and just a bit smoky. The sun never appeared. And the ride was mostly downhill. A nervous guide hovered over our group, encouraging us up the tiny hills and warning us of every hazard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TXcbrUfX3tI/AAAAAAAACOA/HyvLJ1bjoh8/volc.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="volc.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;THREE DAYS LATER:&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TXcVSpcHjXI/AAAAAAAACNw/Wwg3KsQ5v7c/20110305_5411_torr_A_L.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="20110305_5411_torr_A_L.jpg" border="0" width="1200" height="800" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried about earthquakes? Earthquakes are mere &lt;em&gt;symptoms&lt;/em&gt;. You don't ever want to meet the underlying disease. With a little luck you might survive a major earthquake, even at the epicenter (I have). A volcanic eruption moves the bar just about as high as it will go. Lava emerges from the earth at 2,400 F, the melting point of steel, and is followed by vast clouds of sulphur dioxide gas, a deadly poison. An erution can continue for a few hours--or, in the case of Kilauea, decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/488BkTUsMa4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/K9iZd6wzlCk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-2037276095957099542?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/2037276095957099542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=2037276095957099542&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2037276095957099542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2037276095957099542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/03/ride-down-kilauea.html' title='A ride down Kilauea'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TXV_bIcRocI/AAAAAAAACNU/QFvBqCkiFDI/s72-c/IMG_1064.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-4385226621104477758</id><published>2011-02-21T21:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T08:45:29.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The bike friendly town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TWNKpMjh-WI/AAAAAAAACM4/9ApeGjj9m-c/bike%20lane.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="bike lane.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcata made the &lt;a href="http://issuu.com/bikeleague/docs/bfa_review2010"&gt;bronze category&lt;/a&gt;, so, yes, we're proud but we've got some room to improve. The more bikes you see on the streets the easier life becomes for each cyclist. This is G st. looking north from the intersection with Somoa Blvd. Traffic's not a problem in Arcata. And if you want to eat at &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Restaurant_Review-g29106-d518017-Reviews-Folie_Douce-Arcata_California.html"&gt;one of our restaurants&lt;/a&gt;. nobody will ask you to stand in line on the sidewalk with a plastic cup of wine while you wait for a table.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-4385226621104477758?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/4385226621104477758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=4385226621104477758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/4385226621104477758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/4385226621104477758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/02/bike-friendly-town.html' title='The bike friendly town'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TWNKpMjh-WI/AAAAAAAACM4/9ApeGjj9m-c/s72-c/bike%20lane.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-5316584179196220693</id><published>2011-02-18T16:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T16:23:04.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of sun after a week of rain</title><content type='html'>Afternoon and clear as a bell. Snow on the coastal mountains, but warm enough in the Arcata bottoms. I went for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TV8MlrN6wyI/AAAAAAAACMg/w8vPGlpaFVU/IMG_1033.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_1033.jpg" border="0" width="960" height="1280" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TV8MskPDqOI/AAAAAAAACMk/Ld0cBbQJK3Y/IMG_1024.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_1024.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TV8M0n1_P_I/AAAAAAAACMs/bFYtx_DnI88/IMG_1030.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_1030.jpg" border="0" width="960" height="1280" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never regretted going for a bike ride. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-5316584179196220693?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/5316584179196220693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=5316584179196220693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5316584179196220693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5316584179196220693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-of-sun-after-week-of-rain.html' title='A day of sun after a week of rain'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TV8MlrN6wyI/AAAAAAAACMg/w8vPGlpaFVU/s72-c/IMG_1033.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-5438040098662641695</id><published>2011-02-16T15:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T15:32:42.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, hail and high winds in Bayside. Actual snow forcast</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KrP3D7wpt98" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for the hallmark card graphics. I love the song. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-5438040098662641695?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/5438040098662641695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=5438040098662641695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5438040098662641695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5438040098662641695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/02/rain-hail-wind-in-bayside-actual-snow.html' title='Rain, hail and high winds in Bayside. Actual snow forcast'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KrP3D7wpt98/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-1032421365676258289</id><published>2011-02-09T17:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T21:42:29.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Best Bicycle Wheel Builder in the World"</title><content type='html'>Grant Peterson, the head of &lt;a href="http://www.rivbike.com//"&gt;Rivendell Bicycles&lt;/a&gt;, calls Rich Lesnik (below) "the best wheel builder in the world." A retired Unitied Airline mechanic, Rich not only builds 90% of the wheels on Rivendell's fine bicycles, he now owns his own wheel building company, &lt;a href="http://www.handsonwheels.com/"&gt;Hands on Wheels&lt;/a&gt;.  As of September 2010, the number of wheels Rich built passed the 4,500 mark! Recently he launched an interactive, e-commerce-capable website (&lt;a href="http://handsonwheels.com/"&gt;www.handsonwheels.com&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've worked with Rich as a wheel builder and in his other identity, as a first class jazz musician (alto sax and clarinet). Last year Rich and Shao Way Wu, a soulful bass player, created a beautifully relaxing score for &lt;a href="http://arcata-arts.com/smms/2010/12/30/new-sensual-massage-film-wins-4th-international-film-festival-award/"&gt;my new massage video&lt;/a&gt;. Jazz and wheel building have one thing in common: you simply can't fake it. Rich makes difficult things look easy and he's not afraid to buck the tide of popular opinion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://handsonwheels.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TVHbioKtnZI/AAAAAAAACKs/btRC-6NPT0g/4D2631BF-18C1-4C44-A6C4-36996DD4D139.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="4D2631BF-18C1-4C44-A6C4-36996DD4D139.jpg" border="0" width="600" height="800" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think you have bike wheels figured out? So did I...until I met Rich. He stands almost alone against a tidal wave of bad advice (thin rims, minimum spokes, aero, counting grams, threadless headset, super low drop bars) and hyped up bicycle marketing. Mostly, he keeps his opinions to himself but when it comes to wheels, he can't remain silent. Indeed, almost every wheel-related comment I've heard from Rich over the past five years flies in the face of popular opinion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we go, dear reader. Tear yourself away from The Daytona 500, pour yourself something calming and hold on to your carbon fiber handlebars...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;BICYCLE WHEEL BASICS&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;What sort of mechanical work did you do for United Airlines and how did it relate to bicycle wheel building and repair? &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I worked in sheet metal, pneumatic (air-driven) components and valves, and electrical relays at United Airlines from 1986 to 2002. I spent my entire career there in the "back shops," working on components -- I wasn't licensed to work on aircraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bicycle maintenance is entirely mechanical, so much of what I did at UAL--disassembling and analyzing failed components, many of which operated on mechanical principles, proved interesting and challenging——just like trying to figure out how to fix a problem with a bike.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;What kind of wheels make sense for recreational riding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Generally, comfort and durability are the most important factors to consider on longer rides. So higher-volume tires, mounted on slightly wider rims, and inflated to a comfortable pressure, make the most sense. The wheels best suited to this kind of riding would be "conventional" 32- or 36-spoke wheels, laced 3-cross* to durable, smooth-rolling, and quiet hubs. More spokes tend to give the wheel more structural soundness, and &lt;br /&gt;reduce the tendency of the wheel to go out of round or true. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TVMnXwMnEDI/AAAAAAAACK8/VujxG-HM50w/6BE748E8-3B87-4237-9C41-17C4B5C1E760.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="6BE748E8-3B87-4237-9C41-17C4B5C1E760.jpg" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt; What kind of tires should I use for recreation and light touring?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Install tires with some light tread, but with enough smoothness to be comfortable on the road. Ignore all the narrow, super hard tires on other bikes. Use a 28mm minimum width, with 32mm or 35mm even better! (provided, of course, there's enough clearance in the bike's frame to accommodate wider tires).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt; How many spokes should each wheel have and how should I choose a spoke set? Are reduced spoke sets better?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unless you're racing, then minimum should be 32 spokes. For riders who are heavier than 190 lbs or so, 36 minimum in the rear. Double-butted spokes (thicker at the hub and rim, with a narrowing in the "belly") are preferred, because they have some "give" in the middle, relieving stress at the rim and hub flange.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt; How much pressure should I use when tightening a quick release?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a bit difficult to answer. As a "rule of thumb," I'd say the QR skewer should begin feeling some tightening resistance when it is in line with the axle, or a bit PAST that point in the tightening direction. By NO MEANS should the skewer be over-tightened, to the point where it's difficult to release. This could lead to failure of the skewer, and a serious accident. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;What kind of bearings are best for the wheels? Are ceramic bearings worth the extra cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ceramic bearings are a waste of money, unless you're racing and consider a few grams less weight to be an important factor. I happen to prefer "loose-ball" bearing hubs, with replaceable bearings, and easy maintenance. All Shimano hubs are loose-ball; most other manufacturers have gone over to cartridge bearings. These are more easily replaced, but difficult or impossible to maintain. Of course, their chief benefit is that when the bearing surfaces wear out, they can be replaced along with the bearings. Loose-ball bearing hubs present more likelihood of needing replacement of the entire hub when the races wear or get pitted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Sometimes I carry a few pounds of luggage on my bike. Where is the best place to put the load?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If by "a few pounds" you mean 3-5 lbs. of "stuff," then a good saddle bag with enough volume to carry tools, a jacket, lunch and maybe a few extras, would be the way to go. More weight, consider a rear rack with either a "trunk" bag or panniers. Alternatively, a basket in front is a good way to carry things on short rides.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;How do I take care of a wheel set?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep them clean, check for loose spokes (and either tighten them yourself or take them to a wheel specialist if they need tightening), and occasionally lubricate the nipples to curtail corrosion and excessive wear at the rim/nipple interface. It's also a good idea to have your wheels checked by someone with a spoke tension measuring device about once a year or so, to make sure everything is well balanced. The main cause of spoke breakage and "wobbly" wheels is uneven tension.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;What's the best way to keep a wheel clean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;First of all, it's probably not a great idea to use a garden hose -- pressure's too high, and water could get into areas where it'll cause problems (bearings, inside the rim, etc). And you don't need to remove the wheel(s) from the bike for cleaning. Just prop the bike up in a place where water on the ground won't cause a problem, then get a bucket, a sponge and a scrub/cleaning brush. Put some water and Simple Green or other non-abrasive cleaner in the water (a small amount will do the trick) and start scrubbing! Tire, rim and nipples is all you need to clean. Use the sponge with non-soapy water to rinse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the hub, you can just wipe it clean with a dry rag, and use strips or old shoe-laces to clean between the cogs. If the chain has been kept lubed, then just wiping it off with the same rag you used on the hub(s) should take care of it. Before your next ride, re-lube the chain, and if possible, the nipple/rim joint as well after everything has had a chance to dry. Then wipe off any excess lube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;What are the limits of good wheels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A well-built, hand-built set of wheels with quality (not necessarily "high-end") components, should last thousands of miles. Rims will tend to wear thin at the braking surface, especially if the first statement in the previous answer is not followed. Dirty brakes or wheels will wear the rims excessively, and when they "go," just hope you're not going too fast! Again, making sure spoke tension is balanced, nipples are &lt;br /&gt;lubricated, and the wheels remain round and true, will add years to their life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TVNCTSUKkvI/AAAAAAAACLs/69gLRgUKPRk/84087442-BD74-407D-8DEF-C6081B987C26.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="84087442-BD74-407D-8DEF-C6081B987C26.jpg" border="0" width="280" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;What is the best way to clean a chain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a religious question, and I'm "agnostic." I "clean" my chains with lubrication, "on the bike." Others prefer to use a cleaning machine, de-greasing liquid, and re-lubricating fluid. Still others prefer the melted-wax method. They're "all good," to quote the Dalai Lama. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;What leads to wheel failure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If the initial build didn't include careful balancing of spoke tension, the wheel will fail sooner than a well-balanced wheel. Also, wheels that get dirty and aren't cleaned will fail sooner. Ultimately, with a well-built, well-maintained wheel, failure will result from a sidewall worn thin from braking. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BICYCLE WHEEL POLEMICS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;h6&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt; Everyone in my riding group rides CF or titanium frames with CF forks. Should I trade in my steel bike for a faster carbon fiber model? Aren't steel bikes needlessly heavy and old fashioned?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carbon fiber is a relatively recent (say 20 years?) development in bicycle frame/fork manufacture, and is still being tested. It is doubtless the lightest-weight material being used, so if the goal is simply weight, and safety, reliability and comfort are not a factor, then GO FOR IT! Not everyone who smokes cigarettes gets cancer. But boy, when they do, do they SUFFER. Of course, not everyone who rides a carbon frame or a bike with a carbon fork will experience frame and/or fork failure. But boy, when they do, do they SUFFER! Simply put, carbon fails "catastrophically," and without warning. For example, a seemingly solid, undamaged carbon fork, with just a tiny chip caused by a small rock, can, when the brakes are applied, snap without warning. Goodbye front teeth, face and possibly more!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt; Won't my bike handle better and go much faster with fewer spokes and narrow tires? Are flat bladed spokes better than round spokes?  These bikes use very narrow tires--usually 23--25 mm. Many have expensive wheels with reduced spoke counts.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Low spoke-count wheels, when they hold up, are fine. However, such wheels suffer much more spoke breakage due to extra load per spoke, and generally higher tension. When they fail  you’ve got three choices: walk home, call a "taxi"  or call a forgiving (but inwardly seething) spouse). Quite simply: more spokes provide a wheel with more strength, stability and durability. AND they're significantly more comfortable to ride.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TVMnpUB1GcI/AAAAAAAACLA/ruWxYpDOtGU/2900EDC7-1D83-4F66-B143-F9763678B083.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="2900EDC7-1D83-4F66-B143-F9763678B083.jpg" border="0" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As for "aero" spokes -- unless you're time-trialing or in a wind tunnel this is more a question of aesthetics than performance. They're difficult to work with when building a wheel, and nearly impossible to repair. In fact, most wheel builders will skip the repair process and simply replace the whole wheel, once the wheel is "set." For normal riding aero spokes simply add complexity for the sake of impressing others, a needless expense. &lt;strong&gt;THUMBS DOWN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt; My front wheel bearings are new but the wheel still has a bit of play from side to side. The LBS mechanic who put in the bearings says it's no big deal and claims I'll get used to it. True?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A problem with many cartridge-bearing hubs is lateral (side-to-side) play. Don't put up with it! If the wheel isn't "wobble-free," either send it back for repair, or get rid of it. &lt;strong&gt;PERIOD&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt; Aren't panniers, which have a lower center of gravity, better than saddle bags for rear baggage?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is really a question of what you're used to, and comfort. If you're carrying a super heavy (40 lbs or more) load, then, yes, panniers would be the way to go. Less than that, you probably would be comfortable with a giant saddle bag which is securely fastened down to avoid side-to-side motion. The thigh-contact issue comes up for some riders, as well. But this is usually more of a rider-comfort issue than what's "best." I carry heavy loads with panniers or, on my cargo (Xtracycle) bike, lighter loads in a medium-sized saddle bag.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt; New wheelsets made from carbon fiber can cost thousands of dollars. Are any of the super expensive options frivolous or even fraudulent? Are there risks in riding with ultra light wheels? Can you site examples of CF failure? &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See Youtube for carbon wheel failure videos. They're all over the place. Especially carbon spokes. But all of what I said in the answer to Question ! applies here, with a vengeance! Any flaw will hasten catastrophic failure in spokes, or carbon rims. Beware! Better yet, just don't do it. Spend half to a third of the money on a good hand-built set of lightweight, 32-spoke road wheels!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TVbluMFz2OI/AAAAAAAACMU/18OOCyWhZJ8/203-0383_IMG.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="203-0383_IMG.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt; Is there a way to spot a wheel that is about to fail?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it's carbon, just look for scratches or nicks ANYWHERE on the rim. And check the spokes for tension and tightness. Loose spokes will break pronto. if it's an older-style alloy wheel, then keep an eye on the rim sidewalls. As they get worn from braking, they're get thinner, and will eventually begin to "bulge" from tire pressure. Have it rebuilt at that point if the hub's worth saving. And get new spokes when you do it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt; Can't most bike mechanics build a wheel? &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many bike "mechanics" hop from shop to shop, aren't very well trained and, frankly, don't really know what they're doing when anything out of the ordinary comes along. It takes a long time to develop into a good bicycle mechanic, and this will usually start with doing one's own bicycle maintenance. The same holds true of wheels and wheel building. Beware of the notion that any mechanic can work on or build wheels. If you want good wheel maintenance, take your wheels to a wheel expert. Keep a bike shop mechanic away from your wheels unless he or she is recommended by someone whose word you trust.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TVbl5aMkd7I/AAAAAAAACMY/6PG30BLBK7A/202-0275_IMG.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="202-0275_IMG.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coda: My own Rivendell Romulus came as a frame and fork. I built it up with my own components and over a period of five years moved to Rivendell components as things wore out. Two months ago I finally got to the wheels. And now I know exactly what Rich has been talking about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TVM_TW6o7aI/AAAAAAAACLc/K6_E3fwETpo/IMG_0915.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0915.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="580" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TVM_ZCQU8uI/AAAAAAAACLg/HiEtJu8vTcI/IMG_0916.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0916.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="526" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-1032421365676258289?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/1032421365676258289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=1032421365676258289&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/1032421365676258289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/1032421365676258289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/02/best-wheel-builder-in-world.html' title='&amp;quot;The Best Bicycle Wheel Builder in the World&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TVHbioKtnZI/AAAAAAAACKs/btRC-6NPT0g/s72-c/4D2631BF-18C1-4C44-A6C4-36996DD4D139.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-5969338196965296615</id><published>2011-02-05T12:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T14:39:09.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Metro F and City Handlebar Bags</title><content type='html'>I've been looking for an uncomplicated and secure way to carry a camera, phone and a few personal items on bike rides. A rack trunk was out if only because I had to dismount and park the bike before opening the trunk. As a cycling photographer, my philosophy is simple: I want to be able to reach my camera from the saddle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had tried a few handlebar bags. The large ones came with a superstructure of struts and braces that extended to the front wheel. Some sat trunk-like on a front wheel rack, well below the handlebars. Others had no internal dividers which meant that cameras and phones--and snacks--were free to beat on each other during a ride. The smallest ones simply hung from the handlebars by straps and flapped freely while I rode. I couldn't see trusting my Canon S95 and iPhone to a flapping case with no dividers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.detours.us/product_info.php?products_id=519&amp;language="&gt;Detours Metro F&lt;/a&gt; is exactly what I've been looking for in a handlebar bag. It mounts in seconds to a simple handlebar clip and comes with two carefully thought out compartments, each of which has padded compartments that fit snugly around both my camera and phone. Inside, I found a rain cover that was able to protect the whole bag in seconds. This is a nicely designed little bag with excellent ergonomics throughout! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.detours.us/product_info.php?products_id=519&amp;language="&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TU21pFz3jUI/AAAAAAAACKE/Yql_X_hhAlo/IMG_0882.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0882.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.detours.us/product_info.php?products_id=519&amp;language="&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TU23lm5-5CI/AAAAAAAACKU/LcjkXAVTe-w/IMG_0883.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0883.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.detours.us/product_info.php?products_id=519&amp;language="&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TU21-9ylF5I/AAAAAAAACKM/9Wl38WvXhvw/IMG_0876.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0876.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.detours.us/product_info.php?products_id=519&amp;language="&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TU213DiJAAI/AAAAAAAACKI/XNM0qXkkAvY/IMG_0881.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0881.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One quibble, the red graphic doesn't go with my bike, nor would the alternative blue. But the bag itself is such a pleasure to use that I simply leave it in place for all my rides. Unlike many of the bags I've tried, The Detours Metro does not effect my bike's handling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same clip that hold the Metro in place also supports a much larger bag, the &lt;a href="http://www.detours.us/product_info.php?products_id=237&amp;language="&gt;City&lt;/a&gt;, shown here with just a jacket inside. I daresay you could fit a LOT more stuff in a City. This would be the bag for weekend trips. Swapping bags requires no tools and takes less than one minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.detours.us/product_info.php?products_id=237&amp;language="&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TU256Ym1HVI/AAAAAAAACKk/2GNeiZzrO1U/IMG_0885.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0885.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If even the &lt;a href="http://www.detours.us/product_info.php?products_id=237&amp;language="&gt;City&lt;/a&gt;, bulges at the seams— say, you plan on hauling firewood, whiskey and a set of pipe wrenches on a trip to Patagonia—you'll want to join the struts and front rack crowd. However, if you actually &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; heading for Patagonia—you do need to ask yourself this question: am I still having fun riding this bike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TU24AqGro6I/AAAAAAAACKc/hHxRvXc64wk/IMG_0872.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0872.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in it for the fun so I'll stick with the &lt;a href="http://www.detours.us/product_info.php?products_id=519&amp;language="&gt;Metro F&lt;/a&gt; for most rides and add the &lt;a href="http://www.detours.us/product_info.php?products_id=237&amp;language="&gt;City&lt;/a&gt; for light touring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-5969338196965296615?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TU21pFz3jUI/AAAAAAAACKE/Yql_X_hhAlo/s72-c/IMG_0882.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-542438012846608285</id><published>2011-02-03T16:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T16:43:37.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entrance, Wildberries Market, Arcata</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TUtK-uPwjBI/AAAAAAAACJw/XvGLcg9zOQ8/IMG_0702.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0702.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile on the Eureka waterfront...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-3859352782375556690</id><published>2011-02-02T13:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T13:42:34.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aleutian Geese are back in town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TUnKddPhkcI/AAAAAAAACJI/rJ9Dlx8leCs/IMG_0864.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0864.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next few weeks the Aleutians will fatten themselves up in our pastures. Then on a morning in early March they take off over the Pacific to return to the Aleutians. It's 2,000+ miles over the Pacific, no islands, no stops. Make it or die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TUnPsXaBTtI/AAAAAAAACJg/3ZqzF4rikRk/BIRDS.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="BIRDS.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="487" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows how they do it. Do they sleep with half the brain at a time, as some scientists have suggested? Our local ranchers aren't allowed to shoot them, but they do sometimes shoot &lt;em&gt;near&lt;/em&gt; a flock to keep them off cattle grazing land. These birds can put away a lot of grass! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the Aleutians are here they make great cycling companions, shouting with joy/alarm/curiosity and some intelligence when you go by. I arranged a trip back to Eureka on an Easy Racers 'bent (Nice!--A tip of the helmet to Steve Sipma, who kindly loaned me his beautiful bike for the day.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noreen O'Brien, my riding companion for the day, and I shared a tasty lunch in Eureka's Old Town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TUnMqE1WdJI/AAAAAAAACJU/BWPFYD6fFis/IMG_0852.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0852.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TUnMzX-ffjI/AAAAAAAACJY/TUC0h2DCuw4/IMG_0856.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0856.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-3859352782375556690?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/3859352782375556690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=3859352782375556690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3859352782375556690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3859352782375556690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/02/aleutian-geese-are-back-in-town.html' title='Aleutian Geese are back in town'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TUnKddPhkcI/AAAAAAAACJI/rJ9Dlx8leCs/s72-c/IMG_0864.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-6194572575277342567</id><published>2011-01-11T23:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T23:15:43.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond the Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TS1QKPMnMxI/AAAAAAAACIw/tJBOvyLouQM/IMG_0769.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0769.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eureka is connected to the Samoa peninsula by a series of three bridges. All of them have narrow bike paths along the guard rails. Cars and trucks to your left, a guardrail on the right. It can be dicey on a windy day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TS1QnNZh6QI/AAAAAAAACI0/7B_0lvOGlNk/IMG_0763.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0763.jpg" border="0" width="960" height="1280" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building on the far Pacific Coast, Eureka's founders attempted to emulate Victorian England--but couldn't resist overspending. Not content to frame with "common" local woods The Carson Mansion imported hardwoods from Central America, the Philippines, and East Asia for the interior. Both Mr and Mrs Carson used the tower to keep an eye on their waterfront holdings. Now it's a private club, whose main membership requirement appears to be a willingness to contribute money towards the mansion's upkeep. Wouldn't this place make a great set for a Vampire movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TS1SuK0di3I/AAAAAAAACI8/7A5o_NuqddY/IMG_0782.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0782.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="495" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycling on the narrow Samoa Peninsula gives you a great view to the East over Arcata Bay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-6194572575277342567?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/6194572575277342567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=6194572575277342567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6194572575277342567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6194572575277342567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/01/beyond-bay.html' title='Beyond the Bay'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TS1QKPMnMxI/AAAAAAAACIw/tJBOvyLouQM/s72-c/IMG_0769.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8122628046307620063</id><published>2011-01-03T09:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T09:56:56.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 COMING ATTRACTIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TSIM5KWHIxI/AAAAAAAACIo/6qRlAXIiGO0/TREES%201.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="TREES 1.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview with Rich Lesnik, Rivendell's Wheel Builder, Reviews of Detours Handlebar Bag and RAM iPhone mount.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8122628046307620063?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8122628046307620063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8122628046307620063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8122628046307620063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8122628046307620063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-coming-attractions.html' title='2011 COMING ATTRACTIONS'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TSIM5KWHIxI/AAAAAAAACIo/6qRlAXIiGO0/s72-c/TREES%201.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-6306233152306065605</id><published>2010-12-13T17:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T15:57:25.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painted Ladies, Arcata</title><content type='html'>With rain threatening, I took a bike tour of my own town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQbCFHlh8kI/AAAAAAAACHE/hG9bp133aRo/IMG_0490.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0490.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the 19th century, at the dawn of Arcata's brief history, we were still emulating east coast New England architectural styles which of course emulated old England. "Emily's House" on 7th st was built in 1885.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQbEslq3jII/AAAAAAAACHw/RTXWNoXGxAs/IMG_0491.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0491.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQbCXHHAIGI/AAAAAAAACHM/gbFEjAg_8DY/IMG_0492.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0492.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily's House's Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQbCrSfvGWI/AAAAAAAACHY/ho_PSvGwGI4/IMG_0493.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0493.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Hauser's house and walnut tree. Dan was our state senator for many years. Nice guy. In the summer the tree seems lush, almost tropical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQbDArq93mI/AAAAAAAACHc/pKxQGf-Bz4s/IMG_0494.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0494.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hidden Victorian with a deliciously illicit bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQbDH7rQdEI/AAAAAAAACHg/hdmcgf0mwo0/IMG_0497.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0497.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQbE9FyYVyI/AAAAAAAACH4/-vQkUi0JbFA/IMG_0501.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0501.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americans don't "get" roundabouts. Arcata was an early adapter in this "traffic calming" innovation. Nevertheless, a few stubborn drivers insist on driving through, not around, our roundabouts. This timid roundabout still allows cars to race up and down the hill with just a light swerve. Nevertheless, it's fortified with a planting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQbDOsjhyoI/AAAAAAAACHk/9DbNyj9sJAE/IMG_0503.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0503.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My all-time favorite ghost story is "The room in the Tower" by E. F. Benson. Let me tell you, it could ruin your day—and especially your &lt;em&gt;night&lt;/em&gt;—if you lived here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQbDbQJ2oqI/AAAAAAAACHo/8_Wl0r0qnh8/IMG_0505.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0505.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two blocks away, the theme is softened somewhat. This home was converted to a B&amp;B. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-6306233152306065605?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/6306233152306065605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=6306233152306065605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6306233152306065605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6306233152306065605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/12/painted-ladies-arcata.html' title='Painted Ladies, Arcata'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQbCFHlh8kI/AAAAAAAACHE/hG9bp133aRo/s72-c/IMG_0490.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-6811496139025720674</id><published>2010-12-10T19:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:33:07.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike parking--Groningen, Holland</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uIxslImhdHM&amp;rel=0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uIxslImhdHM&amp;rel=0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll see bike parking lots like this at every major Dutch railroad station. This one accommodates 10,000 bikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my American readers: how many bikes can park at your railroad station (assuming you still have a railroad)? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-6811496139025720674?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/6811496139025720674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=6811496139025720674&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6811496139025720674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6811496139025720674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/12/bike-parking-groningen-holland.html' title='Bike parking--Groningen, Holland'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-6175761384027919123</id><published>2010-12-09T14:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T14:58:58.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQFYoQYoV8I/AAAAAAAACGU/HEPNXuPRUDc/IMG_0486.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0486.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning. It was raining and then it wasn't. I decided to go for it: Bayside to Trinidad round trip, my traditional Sunday ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQFcOnV04sI/AAAAAAAACGs/E4pK4a87w7Q/IMG_0457.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0457.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQFY_NsM1jI/AAAAAAAACGY/ZBk_V4vyXx0/IMG_0468.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0468.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out on the Arcata bottoms, I wasn't alone. These intrepid souls are Latte Warriors, my weekend cycling group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQFZTvXsLiI/AAAAAAAACGc/fYDPVGf-nAY/IMG_0471.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0471.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reached Trinidad the sun had peeked through--and there were too many Lattes to fit inside The Beachcomber. So we ordered out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQFckg2jqII/AAAAAAAACGw/gh6Xwp37hNo/Sky.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Sky.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, we got a little bit wet. So did the plants along Scenic Drive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQFfA7-TMWI/AAAAAAAACG4/GKl1Sh6UYQ0/Sea%203.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Sea 3.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He saw the ocean-shadow;&lt;br /&gt;If he looked down, the endless seas&lt;br /&gt; Lay green as summer meadow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte Bronte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-6175761384027919123?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/6175761384027919123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=6175761384027919123&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6175761384027919123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6175761384027919123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/12/rain-ride.html' title='Rain ride'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TQFYoQYoV8I/AAAAAAAACGU/HEPNXuPRUDc/s72-c/IMG_0486.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-6346743615473316748</id><published>2010-12-01T10:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T11:11:01.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering the Arcata Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPaXQGR0ETI/AAAAAAAACGA/C47Ad4-Qhw0/IMG_0753.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0753.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Arcata Farmer's Market transforms our Plaza every Saturday from May to November. Generally, Americans don't do Fiestas that well, but this is Arcata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPaXVjcZ-nI/AAAAAAAACGE/4ZUyztEWahU/IMG_0757.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0757.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duane Flatmo's creation was featured in last year's Kinetic Bike Race at the end of May, a great time to visit us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPaXcT7O6UI/AAAAAAAACGI/4UQdexkXYRk/IMG_0758.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0758.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really no excuse for NOT riding a bike in Arcata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPaXhrW3xNI/AAAAAAAACGM/Xmi2RclAAwI/IMG_0760.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0760.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, back in Winter, the storms are lined up to the west of us halfway across the Pacific. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-6346743615473316748?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/6346743615473316748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=6346743615473316748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6346743615473316748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6346743615473316748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/12/remembering-arcata-summer.html' title='Remembering the Arcata Summer'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPaXQGR0ETI/AAAAAAAACGA/C47Ad4-Qhw0/s72-c/IMG_0753.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-4916252947934799017</id><published>2010-11-29T13:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T10:39:39.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmolsKdG2dk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmolsKdG2dk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPQSPzsNd0I/AAAAAAAACFI/-D9SkDUZCoM/IMG_0431.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0431.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three days of driving rain, the Arcata Bottoms looked green and inviting. I had the new Canon S95 onboard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPQSn_j9lzI/AAAAAAAACFM/wuvgOvjElxA/IMG_0433.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0433.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't the only one in an HPV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPQS0MBD2UI/AAAAAAAACFQ/jokb7fgpiSw/IMG_0434.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0434.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the east the hills were shrouded in clouds. Later I saw snow up there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPQTHUJqWUI/AAAAAAAACFU/Kjz4yNw_5HQ/IMG_0436.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0436.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These old barns, now home to owls, live forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPQTXSVyQEI/AAAAAAAACFY/JXfr-Or0xEQ/IMG_0427.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0427.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottoms does have its antiques. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPQVkHdUGfI/AAAAAAAACFs/5W1zU_9jQco/IMG_0420.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0420.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenic Drive, south of Trinidad, lived up to its name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPQUUGU5SZI/AAAAAAAACFk/iyqvD-xAITE/IMG_0412.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0412.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfers patrolled the road all day scouting for breaks. Note: Trinidad Head and the town itself at the top of this photo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-4916252947934799017?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/4916252947934799017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=4916252947934799017&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/4916252947934799017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/4916252947934799017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/11/after-rain.html' title='After the Rain'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPQSPzsNd0I/AAAAAAAACFI/-D9SkDUZCoM/s72-c/IMG_0431.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-6807869189268229933</id><published>2010-11-27T14:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T15:00:01.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIKING HALL OF SHAME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://autoworld.wordpress.com/2008/06/03/terrible-accident-car-crashes-into-bike-race-in-mexico/"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPGLCzl5rcI/AAAAAAAACFA/gZ7JG6wzbsU/4D6C5E1C-F37E-45C5-BB97-4D4484A0E5A2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="4D6C5E1C-F37E-45C5-BB97-4D4484A0E5A2.jpg" border="0" width="512" height="368" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;See the right sidebar. Your nominations are welcome.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-6807869189268229933?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/6807869189268229933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=6807869189268229933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6807869189268229933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6807869189268229933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/11/biking-hall-of-shame.html' title='BIKING HALL OF SHAME'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TPGLCzl5rcI/AAAAAAAACFA/gZ7JG6wzbsU/s72-c/4D6C5E1C-F37E-45C5-BB97-4D4484A0E5A2.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-1759330098408642558</id><published>2010-11-17T15:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T18:57:28.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ideal Cycling Camera (November 2010)</title><content type='html'>Back in August I recommended &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/08/ideal-cycling-camera-2010-august.html"&gt;the Canon S90 with the Richard Franiec grip as an ideal cycling camera&lt;/a&gt;. Without the grip the camera handled like a wet bar of soap. And the rear dial spun like a top at the slightest touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, a lot of people agreed that the S90 needed work because when Canon released the S95 a few weeks ago they heralded it as "the upgrade you've been waiting for." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Canon S95 incorporates an improved rear dial, HD video, a handful of photo processing features and substitutes a finely pebbled plastic body for the shiny plastic body. Yes, the new body does make the camera easier to hold, about 1% easier. It's the difference between a wet bar of soap and a damp bar. Happily, Richard Franiec has come to the rescue again with an &lt;a href="http://www.kleptography.com/rf/"&gt;updated grip for the S95&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a fan of planned obsolescence but that rear wheel on the S90 was slowly driving me mad. I bought a third party shield for the wheel, which turned it from loose to hopelessly sticky. So when the S95 appeared I upgraded and added the new--and &lt;a href="http://www.kleptography.com/rf/"&gt;still essential--Richard Franiec grip&lt;/a&gt; (below) on day 1. Later I added a &lt;a href="http://www.lensmateonline.com/store/s90v2.php"&gt;Lensmate polarizer&lt;/a&gt; and wrote about it &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2011/07/lensmate-polarizer-for-canon-s905.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kleptography.com/rf/"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TORlGqSOgcI/AAAAAAAACEQ/3JPUhNn7y90/s95grip.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="s95grip.jpg" border="0" width="280" height="190" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One caveat:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is still not a camera to hand to a well-meaning stranger who offers to photograph a group. Yes, the new rear selection wheel is improved but don't push your luck. Last Sunday I set up a wide angle shot of about a dozen cyclists, handed the S95 to a kindly woman, and joined the group. The moment she took the photo the group sped off. Alas, my volunteer photographer had managed to jog the ISO dial and what was supposed to be an ISO 80 shot turned out to be an ISO 3200 shot. My group looked like it was standing on the surface of the sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TORke47YIbI/AAAAAAAACEM/EXDvWK77rDQ/SUN2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="SUN2.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still a long way from an &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ergonomic-Living-Create-User-Friendly-Office/dp/002093081X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1290100235&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;ergonomic&lt;/a&gt; camera that would operate like a fine hand tool—with say, a rubberized body and color coded, tactile controls. We could, of course, have such a camera tomorrow, if we simply demanded it. Meanwhile, when it comes to cycling cameras, the Canon S95 is competing in a field of one. Everything else out there is either too big, too heavy or offers much lower photo quality. And nothing in the S95's class can touch the gorgeous color saturation you get right out of the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-cs3sw7WuRoU/TkxvmDMds3I/AAAAAAAACW4/wcGRxpndF2o/CL.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="CL" border="0" width="900" height="675" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-6dLtLE10jUA/Tkxv9UWnRGI/AAAAAAAACXE/2DS7GtCTDNg/Clover1.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Clover1" border="0" width="900" height="675" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-iqWWSEmeRSA/Tkxv6ki3blI/AAAAAAAACXA/3i1KavaGDb8/trike.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Trike" border="0" width="900" height="675" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-1759330098408642558?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/1759330098408642558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=1759330098408642558&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/1759330098408642558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/1759330098408642558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/11/ideal-cycling-camera-november-2010.html' title='The Ideal Cycling Camera (November 2010)'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TORlGqSOgcI/AAAAAAAACEQ/3JPUhNn7y90/s72-c/s95grip.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-5904281637346231564</id><published>2010-11-15T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T15:50:03.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DA: No felony charges against hit-and-run driver because it might affect his job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.summitdaily.com/article/20101108/NEWS/101109802/1078&amp;amp;ParentProfile=1055"&gt;DA Hurlbert won't press felony charges against hit-and-run driver because it might affect his job | SummitDaily.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a href="http://www.summitdaily.com/article/20101108/NEWS/101109802/1078&amp;ParentProfile=1055"&gt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.summitdaily.com/apps/pbcsi.dll/bilde?Site=SD&amp;amp;Date=20101108&amp;amp;Category=NEWS&amp;amp;ArtNo=101109802&amp;amp;Ref=AR&amp;amp;Profile=1078&amp;amp;maxw=300&amp;amp;MaxH=300" border="0" class="picture" alt="Martin Joel Erzinger" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the cyclist who got hit, a lifetime of pain--which also "might affect his job" as an emergency room physician. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tip of the helmet to Mike Swire for the link to this appalling story. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-5904281637346231564?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/5904281637346231564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=5904281637346231564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5904281637346231564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5904281637346231564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/11/da-hurlbert-wont-press-felony-charges.html' title='DA: No felony charges against hit-and-run driver because it might affect his job'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-1847308327167114772</id><published>2010-11-14T16:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T01:09:15.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roger's Market on the Hammond Trail</title><content type='html'>On the Hammond trail less than a mile north of the Mad River, you will see Roger's on the West side of the road. If you are rushing through Humboldt County on a bike tour and don't have time to stop in Arcata (!) this would be a good place to pull in for basic supplies, a hot or cold drink and some quality time on the internet (bring your own laptop or phone). Roger's is run by Carol, a kindly and capable woman. So who is Roger? I asked the clerk at the register and discovered that, "Roger was a guy who was here a long time ago." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TOCA6guvtpI/AAAAAAAACDw/PX0RDvOPdxU/IMG_0337.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0337.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol of Rogers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TOCCzIHLo1I/AAAAAAAACEE/YkRIrfThLoE/IMG_0340.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0340.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger's features a hand painted mural on the East wall, facing the Hammond Trail. Note the bike, cow and ocean, which are nearby features. The parking lot is large enough for a whole tour full of bikes, making this a good rendezvous spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside, Roger's has a few aisles of groceries and a mini cafe with a few table near the window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you cycle down from Alaska to hang out at Roger's? Only you can answer this question. If you did, you could enjoy a lunch and perhaps a Monopoly game. Nobody would ask "are you still working on that sandwich?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TOCBqlR9EbI/AAAAAAAACD0/79y2U5q6F_U/IMG_0338.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0338.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol of Roger's features local delicacies, such as these lovely hand picked mushrooms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TOCB-kOy-ZI/AAAAAAAACD8/loGcKgZEFGk/IMG_0339.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0339.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New at Rogers--and perhaps one of its most outstanding features--huge, all-organic, handmade sandwiches which Carol makes daily. Having raised five kinds, this woman knows how to make a sandwich. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TOCCgHJkPrI/AAAAAAAACEA/EB9aI_pzLqc/IMG_0336.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0336.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could ride halfway across Oregon after a sandwich like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-1847308327167114772?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/1847308327167114772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=1847308327167114772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/1847308327167114772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/1847308327167114772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/11/roger-market-review.html' title='Roger&amp;#39;s Market on the Hammond Trail'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TOCA6guvtpI/AAAAAAAACDw/PX0RDvOPdxU/s72-c/IMG_0337.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-6746807074324857899</id><published>2010-11-09T09:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T10:02:24.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80% chance of rain...</title><content type='html'>But on Sunday I awoke to this--and headed north on my Rivendell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNmFiY_AJdI/AAAAAAAACDI/-5HwNrHeixw/IMG_0088.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0088.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful morning on the Arcata bottoms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNmF7vdK4XI/AAAAAAAACDM/PiV9x5Keu_M/IMG_0077.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0077.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I looked to the south near Roger's Market in McKinleyville I was reminded that Humboldt County is at the southern tip of the Alaskan rain forest, where anything can happen. In minutes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNmGKGVPkmI/AAAAAAAACDQ/0pboELDe-Tk/IMG_0100.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0100.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hour from home I turned back, stopping only to photograph the base of the old Mad River Bridge, our essential bike link to the north. Since it would cost more to repair the bridge than to rebuild it, upkeep is a thing of the past. We'll have to depend on our brave graffiti artists to save the bridge for posterity and cyclists. &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/06/high-line-manhattan.html"&gt;Stranger things have actually happened.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNmGepcyVCI/AAAAAAAACDU/3DRCyP-rfw8/IMG_0102.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0102.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNmGnfL1nNI/AAAAAAAACDY/pRYdyg_qaGE/IMG_0103.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0103.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNmGtPRMwAI/AAAAAAAACDc/KsV8r9yO06s/IMG_0104.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0104.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another mile or two and I knew I had made the right decision. Just two minutes after I got home, the sky fell on us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNmG4y8GyZI/AAAAAAAACDg/M8MO7-OEKNY/IMG_0108.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0108.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-6746807074324857899?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/6746807074324857899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=6746807074324857899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6746807074324857899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6746807074324857899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/11/80-chance-of-rain.html' title='80% chance of rain...'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNmFiY_AJdI/AAAAAAAACDI/-5HwNrHeixw/s72-c/IMG_0088.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8446314145469778988</id><published>2010-11-06T17:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T17:21:59.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road to Blue Lake</title><content type='html'>With storm clouds gathering and rain predicted for tomorrow, I headed out to Blue Lake with my new Canon S95 on board (review soon). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNXriESXhJI/AAAAAAAACCU/awwTJTW4ZcY/IMG_0044.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0044.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNXrv_2Xr0I/AAAAAAAACCY/g0bnxkqoymo/IMG_0051.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0051.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall colors in the far west... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNXr6M6vIJI/AAAAAAAACCc/N49tlcbsWFs/IMG_0053.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0053.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNXsDLIEPxI/AAAAAAAACCg/P77zo7y-EuI/IMG_0057.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ten miles inland from Arcata I was riding through a warm, summery place.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNXsgUQzJ9I/AAAAAAAACCk/lNG6Inb_Sqg/IMG_0061.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0061.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just outside of Blue Lake, I crossed the Mad River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNXsmE8-0_I/AAAAAAAACCo/2ZGNChl5s1c/IMG_0062.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0062.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNXs3gR1kkI/AAAAAAAACCs/RRjInk-nJC8/IMG_0065.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0065.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I parked the 'bent on the bridge and looked around. Back in the Gold Rush days a party of trappers made their way up to Humboldt County, hoping to strike it rich. Alas, of all the gold prospectors who came to California, only 4% found any gold at all. These guys were not in that 4%. They had spent many weeks hacking their way through fallen trees, brush and rubble and when the reached the river they were cold, wet, irritable, hungry and broke. The scene that followed gave the river its name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNXtPluWnvI/AAAAAAAACCw/CbgA3Aygkvk/River%20W.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="River W.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the Mad is a peaceful place, where children swim in the summer and fishermen cast for steelhead. One caught a 5lb salmon just before I arrived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNXvIkp6qCI/AAAAAAAACC4/0nP_cXgdw4I/IMG_0073.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0073.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped in Blue Lake for some refreshments. The owner of Stardough's entertained me with stories of his years in Taiwan and China. Fact of the day--number of skyscrapers over 30 stories in Shanghai: 40,000! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNXvw-w0hTI/AAAAAAAACC8/QUIS8Upx1A8/IMG_0068.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0068.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recumbent Rob turned out outside the cafe. He's lost over 100 pounds by riding a bike every day. He climbs all the hills around here on this Rans Stratus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNXwL8_BDLI/AAAAAAAACDA/WPka1kVrcF0/IMG_0074.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0074.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home I passed the old Arcata-Blue Lake railroad. 100 years ago we had rail service to Humboldt County and local lines to connect outlying towns. Now we have a Freeway and rail seems like a utopian dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8446314145469778988?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8446314145469778988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8446314145469778988&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8446314145469778988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8446314145469778988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/11/road-to-blue-lake.html' title='The Road to Blue Lake'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TNXriESXhJI/AAAAAAAACCU/awwTJTW4ZcY/s72-c/IMG_0044.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-6471494531484244511</id><published>2010-10-30T14:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T14:58:38.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have another cheeseburger, Rob.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nySs1cEq5rs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nySs1cEq5rs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-6471494531484244511?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/6471494531484244511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=6471494531484244511&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6471494531484244511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6471494531484244511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/10/have-another-cheeseburger-rob.html' title='Have another cheeseburger, Rob.'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-3883510297372611960</id><published>2010-10-29T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T14:46:09.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The California Wine Country with Sonoma Jack</title><content type='html'>Arcata has the normal number of seasons: two. The dry one runs roughly from April to October. To the north in Oregon, the rains come sooner, so last week I headed south in the hopes of catching a few days of good cycling weather in Sonoma County, California's original wine country. I stayed with Sonoma Jack and his wife Jude, old friends, who have just relocated to a small farm near Sebastopol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TMtAWMK-DTI/AAAAAAAACCI/qxkGqRNzukQ/JAC.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="JAC.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, the weather gave us a break and we were off for a ride first thing in the morning. Traffic near town was constant--and fast—-but a few miles out of town we had the road to ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TMsbT87WBFI/AAAAAAAACBc/iGPh_7NOxNE/IMG_0629.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0629.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode past one winery after another, many with tasting rooms. Wine + cycling + traffic + fog = organ donation. We passed on the wine and rode on through morning mist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TMsdFyB_MrI/AAAAAAAACBs/nRLpa9b5Yww/IMG_0594.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0594.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TMsb7TXvIJI/AAAAAAAACBg/2UVBPH3OxV0/IMG_0620.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0620.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TMsc345GuaI/AAAAAAAACBo/klKpLVJj2Ms/IMG_0606.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0606.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped for lunch in Healdsburg, a wine boom towm. Jack knew a breakfast place near the plaza but when we got there, the line was out the door. One of the joys of living in Northern California: never again will I stand on a cold sidewalk clutching a plastic wine cup for thirty minutes in order to eat breakfast. Riding on through packs of German automobiles, we searched for a friendly breakfast. Other restaurants around the plaza dozens of different coffee drinks on the menu, seemed pricey. Happily, a few blocks away we pulled in to a basic-but-good diner that had one kind of coffee, a hearty breakfast and no line. Jack's wife Jude, who had been shopping for wine barrel planters, joined us for brunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TMtAPomOHaI/AAAAAAAACCE/IS2Jc8xZO6I/J%26J.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="J&amp;J.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TMseTBn13AI/AAAAAAAACB4/1Uxb6QoO5Nk/IMG_0600.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0600.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered out to the basic-but-good diner's parking lot to inspect Jude's planters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TMtAg4fAImI/AAAAAAAACCM/ZqanMEkf8Aw/RR.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="RR.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, wine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-3883510297372611960?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/3883510297372611960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=3883510297372611960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3883510297372611960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3883510297372611960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/10/california-wine-country-with-sonoma.html' title='The California Wine Country with Sonoma Jack'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TMtAWMK-DTI/AAAAAAAACCI/qxkGqRNzukQ/s72-c/JAC.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-2783197202424646452</id><published>2010-10-08T10:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T17:44:03.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NIGHT RIDERS</title><content type='html'>Late last night night I drove (at 25 mph) to downtown Arcata. Along the way I saw a few ghostly shapes along the side of Old Arcata Road and on 7th St. Night riders. Some had awesome high-tech helmet-mounted headlights that create a pool of daylight in front the bike. Others simply rode in the dark. Nobody had a working tail light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was practically on top of each rider before I saw him, her or it. If a bike had, say, swerved to the left somebody's fun would have been seriously crimped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you must ride at night you might want to part with $23 for &lt;a href="http://www.pricepoint.com/detail/16526-225_PLBSF7-2-Accessories-649-Commuter-Essentials/Planet-Bike-Superflash-Tail-Light-offer?utm_source=Googlebase&amp;utm_medium=datafeed&amp;utm_campaign=FTP&amp;offer=IN210AMZ.htm&amp;zmam=3075515&amp;zmas=1&amp;zmac=71&amp;zmap=225%20PLBSF7"&gt;a decent flasher&lt;/a&gt;. With the white and red strobes alternating, you will be visible from the rear for a good half mile. I know it's a five minute ride and &lt;em&gt;YOU&lt;/em&gt; can see just fine. You have more important things to do than futz around with yet another bullshit bike accessory. You're careful, you're thinking ahead, you have big plans. Alas, as Charles De Gaulle pointed out, "The cemetery is filled with indispensable people." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pricepoint.com/detail/16526-225_PLBSF7-2-Accessories-649-Commuter-Essentials/Planet-Bike-Superflash-Tail-Light-offer?utm_source=Googlebase&amp;utm_medium=datafeed&amp;utm_campaign=FTP&amp;offer=IN210AMZ.htm&amp;zmam=3075515&amp;zmas=1&amp;zmac=71&amp;zmap=225%20PLBSF7"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TK9cBJBzFrI/AAAAAAAACBU/o14DMC-qiZE/00695D84-8CFF-4C70-8FD7-CB3FD756FB07.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="00695D84-8CFF-4C70-8FD7-CB3FD756FB07.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Recommended by Charles de Gaulle, President of France&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TK9XJK9MxGI/AAAAAAAACBM/WkEwZ32OVXA/85A18CD9-1B24-472C-9E9F-3A54BDFE8B96.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="85A18CD9-1B24-472C-9E9F-3A54BDFE8B96.jpg" border="0" width="170" height="255" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-2783197202424646452?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/2783197202424646452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=2783197202424646452&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2783197202424646452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2783197202424646452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/10/night-riders.html' title='NIGHT RIDERS'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TK9cBJBzFrI/AAAAAAAACBU/o14DMC-qiZE/s72-c/00695D84-8CFF-4C70-8FD7-CB3FD756FB07.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8078617519745143653</id><published>2010-09-29T11:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:39:51.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>72 pounds in trailer!</title><content type='html'>This is near the limit of what a BOB can do, but definitely manageable. The steering was somewhat vague; I took it slow and had no problems. A couple of passerbys in cars seemed amazed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TKOHeu48w1I/AAAAAAAACA4/Ufc3EkuM_gY/IMG_0551.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0551.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TKOHjtTl61I/AAAAAAAACA8/QcF4W4y-lGo/IMG_0552.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0552.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Arcata is a bike-friendly community and you do see a constant stream of cyclists, most are recreational. It's still somewhat unusual to see a cyclist who is hauling freight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to walkers, you see a diverse collection of determined looking exercisers, many in full "exercise costume" However, very few people are simply walking to get somewhere until you get close to the business district. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8078617519745143653?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8078617519745143653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8078617519745143653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8078617519745143653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8078617519745143653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/09/72-pounds-in-trailer.html' title='72 pounds in trailer!'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TKOHeu48w1I/AAAAAAAACA4/Ufc3EkuM_gY/s72-c/IMG_0551.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8935795009079156886</id><published>2010-09-26T15:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T10:26:45.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Work Bike</title><content type='html'>Almost every day, I haul books to the post office. But since the books weigh a pound of more each, a rack or pannier is out of the question. And balancing even a small box of books on a bike rack is a bad idea. But since the PO is less than a half a mile from my office, unless its raining, it seems nuts to drive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the garage my original "adult" bike, an RIH purchased in Holland back in the early 80's, languished. It took me across northern Europe and parts of Finland back then. Later it served me well as a city bike in San Francisco, where I swapped out the original 3 speed cassette for a 5 speed. Space those gears right and you can climb any hill in SF with five speeds. Everything else on the bike is original. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Rivendell Romulus replaced it ten years ago as a sport/recreation/touring bike. But I couldn't bring myself to part with the RIH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago a neighbor sold me his BOB trailer and the RIH came back to life--as a bike/pickup truck! That was my cue to clean up and polish the RIH. Now the bike, if not me, turns heads as an antique. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is at the post office, loaded with a 54 lb box of books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TJ_CmsOEaYI/AAAAAAAACAQ/SPconEk0tSg/IMG_0534.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0534.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one wheeled trailer tracks the bike with precision through any turn. You never have to worry about snagging the rear wheel. And you don't really feel like you're hauling 54 pounds, although the steering is noticeably lighter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TJ_CxzsyFoI/AAAAAAAACAY/QbFvSPaRVhE/IMG_0537.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0537.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TJ_CqubEZ2I/AAAAAAAACAU/LAgpixpeth8/IMG_0536.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0536.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the RIH saddle in England where it was a popular mount for "Bobbies". Last week I added a set a Schwalbe 32 mm marathons. Now the RIH should be good to go for a few more decades. Steel frame, steel forks. Wrights Seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TKDTs6Za4BI/AAAAAAAACAg/N1vRooVxcJk/IMG_0549.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0549.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TKDTzPSyoCI/AAAAAAAACAk/aAa6osetkJs/IMG_0548.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0548.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8935795009079156886?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8935795009079156886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8935795009079156886&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8935795009079156886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8935795009079156886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/09/work-bike.html' title='The Work Bike'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TJ_CmsOEaYI/AAAAAAAACAQ/SPconEk0tSg/s72-c/IMG_0534.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-3989198832547855765</id><published>2010-08-10T22:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T16:04:17.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ideal Cycling Camera (August 2010)</title><content type='html'>I'm a Canon G refugee, having owned--and toured--with both the G9 and the G10 over the past few years. As most cycling photographers know, each iteration of the G series has been hailed as the current "photographer's camera." Canon G's return control to the photographer, allowing for easy manipulations of aperture, speed and ISO, often with dedicated dials--just like film cameras. Yes, you can do most of this stuff on brand X cameras via menus, but let's be perfectly honest: when was the last time you dove into a menu to compensate for a backlit cloud bank? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The G's also enjoy the best of Canon's almost supernatural color profiling, producing satisfying results in almost any situation and on almost any day of the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TGIrs5bP3FI/AAAAAAAAB_w/NddN8IN9EKw/BASS.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="BASS.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			Copyright Gordon Inkeles 2010--All Rights Reserved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, it's hard to take a bad photo with a Canon G9, 10 or 11. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that power added weight to a camera. Not only would the G10 fail to fit comfortably in my pocket, but at around a pound when loaded with a battery and strap, it felt like a bit of a brick in my hand. Sure, it was worth it to carry one on a ride, but we say that about so many cool tools don't we? And at some point, weight does start to matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with some regret I retired my Canon G10 after last summer's English tour and waited for the next great camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That turned out to be the Canon S90, which incorporates virtually all of the important G11 features--including its oversize (for a compact) sensor--into a body that's half the size and weight of a G11. Furthermore, the S90 adds two essential features that the G11 lacks: a faster lens which makes evening photos without flash a reality and a clicking lens ring that can be assigned to a range of vital functions, from ISO to F stops. That kind of control permits this tiny camera to emulate the revered manual focus Nikons and Leicas of the 1980's and earlier, when creative decisions were left to the photographer, not the cameras electronics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, during a bike ride the S90 will disappear into a rear jersey pocket——if you're brave enough to chance it. Just one problem: the S90 emerges from the box with a perfectly smooth body that has soft edges. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It not only looks like a bar of soap, it feels like one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Generally, one trip to the asphalt is taps for a digital camera. The moment you pick up a new S90, you feel like you could drop it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all its bulk, the G11 is definitely easier to hold. I had started rationalizing yet another G series Canon when I discovered &lt;a href="http://www.kleptography.com/rf/"&gt;the Richard Franiec custom S90 grip&lt;/a&gt;, which instantly provided my wandering fingertips with a secure place to hold the camera. Here is the S90 as it comes out of the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TGIgEx8jYTI/AAAAAAAAB_E/xXiXWsqq0h0/images.jpeg?imgmax=800" alt="images.jpeg" border="0" width="263" height="192" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixty seconds later, after a simple, tool-free installation, here it is with the Franiec grip: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kleptography.com/rf/"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TGIhFrHfdfI/AAAAAAAAB_M/H3Rk9mpfpBY/48AA4E38-ED09-4F8F-A0D3-65CB0DD72928.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="48AA4E38-ED09-4F8F-A0D3-65CB0DD72928.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franiec has come up with a beautifully ergonomic solution for frustrated S90 owners: he's transformed an accident waiting to happen into an elegant, secure and supremely capable tool. He does include instructions for removing the grip without leaving a mark on the body, but I have trouble imagining any S90 owner taking him up on it. Indeed, you won't want to own an S90 without this grip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kleptography.com/rf/"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TGIhKunc7kI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/AbsByHKTQSM/1FBD83DD-967D-4FE6-92AE-5B13986BEA47.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="1FBD83DD-967D-4FE6-92AE-5B13986BEA47.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider the first rule of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ergonomic-Living-Create-User-Friendly-Office/dp/002093081X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1281504150&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;ergonomics&lt;/a&gt;: the machine must adjust to you, never the other way around. It's not your responsibility to "adjust" to a shoe, car seat, couch, bed or camera. Somehow, the S90 team at Canon never figured this out, but happily, &lt;a href="http://www.kleptography.com/rf/#camera_s90"&gt;Richard Franiec did it for them.&lt;/a&gt; And thanks to him I'll be packing my S90 on bike rides this summer in California (below). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TGIokdp5A2I/AAAAAAAAB_o/WvorGD6VBpw/FLOWER%20H.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="FLOWER H.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			Copyright Gordon Inkeles 2010--All Rights Reserved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addendum: I posted a link to this review on the dpreview.com and &lt;a href="http://forums.dpreview.com/forums/readflat.asp?forum=1010&amp;thread=36027981"&gt;a long discussion and/or battle&lt;/a&gt; has ensued. I had no idea people could get so emotional about a camera which some stalwart defenders don't actually own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addendum: &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/11/ideal-cycling-camera-november-2010.html"&gt;See my Canon S95 update to this review.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-3989198832547855765?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/3989198832547855765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=3989198832547855765&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3989198832547855765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3989198832547855765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/08/ideal-cycling-camera-2010-august.html' title='The Ideal Cycling Camera (August 2010)'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TGIrs5bP3FI/AAAAAAAAB_w/NddN8IN9EKw/s72-c/BASS.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-178538539131799364</id><published>2010-08-05T11:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:14:40.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bike agenda spins cities toward U.N. control, Maes warns"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TFr-EDO3olI/AAAAAAAAB-8/eHZueZz7Lho/C712BAE8-86C0-48B6-90B0-8DCC290D46B9.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="C712BAE8-86C0-48B6-90B0-8DCC290D46B9.jpg" border="0" width="200" height="148" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Republican gubernatorial candidate Dan Maes is warning voters that Denver Mayor John Hickenlooper's policies, particularly his efforts to boost bike riding, are "converting Denver into a United Nations community."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all very well-disguised, but it will be exposed," Maes told about 50 supporters who showed up at a campaign rally last week in Centennial."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention Colorado voters: pour yourself something calming and &lt;a href="http://www.denverpost.com/election2010/ci_15673894"&gt;read on.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-178538539131799364?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/178538539131799364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=178538539131799364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/178538539131799364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/178538539131799364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/08/agenda-spins-cities-toward-un-control.html' title='&amp;quot;Bike agenda spins cities toward U.N. control, Maes warns&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TFr-EDO3olI/AAAAAAAAB-8/eHZueZz7Lho/s72-c/C712BAE8-86C0-48B6-90B0-8DCC290D46B9.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-9028285884073904368</id><published>2010-07-05T16:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T16:56:33.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TDJscIzB28I/AAAAAAAAB-c/4kViKYfm7ME/IMG_0161.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0161.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode out the Mad River boat launch in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TDJspTGk-XI/AAAAAAAAB-g/avn-Ws3KM-0/IMG_0163.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0163.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The river was smooth as glass, perfect for a kayak or canoe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TDJtwIRe1TI/AAAAAAAAB-o/xC72tCsLINA/canoe.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="canoe.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful canoe had been around for decades. The guy in the photo restored her. I helped carry her back to a nearby truck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TDJuEHP4CHI/AAAAAAAAB-s/saViQ7l58g0/river%203.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="river 3.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On national holidays the most famous places are always crowded. This place is far from the highest peak, lowest valley or biggest waterfall. But a river runs through it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TDJwhMY7njI/AAAAAAAAB-0/LjotkxIMStY/SEA.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="SEA.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hundred yards to the west, the destination for the Mad River——and all rivers. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-9028285884073904368?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/9028285884073904368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=9028285884073904368&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/9028285884073904368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/9028285884073904368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july-ride.html' title='4th of July ride'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TDJscIzB28I/AAAAAAAAB-c/4kViKYfm7ME/s72-c/IMG_0161.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-3346654415701281697</id><published>2010-07-01T16:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T16:42:14.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean Bottle</title><content type='html'>For years I have been seeking a way to prevent mold and other nasties from growing inside my water bottles. I've tried the usual cleaning procedures--including a dishwasher--all to no avail. Eventually, this is what I get: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TC0SoEUnMKI/AAAAAAAAB-A/2LRnT_lHJ8o/Water%20Bottle%2C%20inside.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Water Bottle, inside.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the greenish black ring at the bottom of this plastic bottle. It has outlived multiple dishwasher cycles and vigorous bottle brushings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But according to the bike discussion groups I hadn't gone nearly far enough: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I take a cap full or so of bleach and dilute it in about 8 ozs of water and throw it into the water bottle and fill it up with water. The mix is about right if it has a nice distinct chlorine smell still without being overpowering. Then fill with normal tap water, let sit for a few hours and repeat a few times. The bleach will kill virtually all the microbial stuff. It is a reasonably good disinfectant. Put the bottle in your freezer overnight to kill any residual mold.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I use well water, so no chlorine in the water here either. Whatever you use to clean, make sure you scrub too. Otherwise, the killed stuff sticks to the bottle and provides a medium for new growth. As for what to use, bleach water is still the first choice, but not full strength! Fill with water, add a few tsp of bleach and let it sit overnight, then wash with dish water afterward. Other sanitizers you could use would be rubbing alcohol or Windex-type surface cleaner. (Make sure you wash thoroughly afterward.) Or you can use denture cleaning tablets or mouthwash if you want something with a less toxic aftertaste.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the sand and gravel approach:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Fill the bottle with sand, gravel and water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 &lt;strong&gt;Shake for ten minutes&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Empty, clean with brush and soap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Repeat steps 1--3 several times, adding different grades of fine gravel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately needed to devote less of my life to cleaning plastic water bottles. So I kept searching for an alternative that would actually work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I was delighted to discover the &lt;a href="http://www.cleanbottle.com/"&gt;CLEAN BOTTLE&lt;/a&gt; which incorporates a revolutionary concept: &lt;em&gt;a "leak-proof" removable bottom cap&lt;/em&gt;. It makes cleaning a water bottle easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cleanbottle.com/"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TC0ao8npLGI/AAAAAAAAB-M/Riw-QZOMGAw/water%20bottle%20caps2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="water bottle caps2.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several rides and subsequent bottle cleaning cycles I haven't seen a speck of mold or discoloration inside the Clean Bottle. Post ride cleaing takes less than a minute with soap, warm water and an ordinary bottle brush. No sand, no bleach (!), no gravel, no denture solutions or mouthwash, no overnight freezer treatments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TC0f3tjQWDI/AAAAAAAAB-U/h8g9uW2pBzw/Water%20bottle%20large.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Water bottle large.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On rides my water stays in the bottle and tastes fine. What more can you ask from a bottle? The electric blue cap will soon be augmented with a line of colors to match just about any bike frame. &lt;a href="http://www.cleanbottle.com/"&gt;Clean Bottle&lt;/a&gt; has come up with a simple solution for a needlessly complex problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a short history of the bicycle water bottle——and a further endorsement of the &lt;a href="http://www.cleanbottle.com/"&gt;Clean Bottle&lt;/a&gt;,——see this &lt;a href="http://reviews.roadbikereview.com/blog/clean-bottle-water-bottle-pro-review/2/"&gt;Road Bike Review article.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-3346654415701281697?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/3346654415701281697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=3346654415701281697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3346654415701281697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3346654415701281697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/07/clean-bottle.html' title='Clean Bottle'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TC0SoEUnMKI/AAAAAAAAB-A/2LRnT_lHJ8o/s72-c/Water%20Bottle%2C%20inside.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-5889479303369693346</id><published>2010-06-23T17:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T17:28:24.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The High Line, Manhattan</title><content type='html'>Now you can ride a bike along the Hudson River almost the length of Manhattan through what used to be an industrial wasteland. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TCKhasGq0pI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/fX1Vj4GaHH4/IMG_0610.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0610.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right next to the bike path you can take a break on the river itself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TCKhzj6rS-I/AAAAAAAAB9g/TyxcxQIdL1I/IMG_0606.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0606.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downtown get off at 14th street and head west for a few blocks. When you see this weird building around 10th Ave and 13th st...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TCKivtT1HtI/AAAAAAAAB9k/bv4fM3IiAZQ/weird%20blgs.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="weird blgs.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...park your bike and look for steps up to what had been an abandoned elevated railroad track. Now it's an elevated art/park that stretches for a half mile (so far) called &lt;a href="http://www.thehighline.org/"&gt;The High Line&lt;/a&gt;. Here you can look at the art, look at the city and learn to think like a New Yorker about parking.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TCKlKZ0oUDI/AAAAAAAAB94/nA0YeS8TBO8/IMG_0615.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0615.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TCKj6ctu-UI/AAAAAAAAB9s/SQvpdOf6YZM/IMG_0616.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0616.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TCKkBBmsy0I/AAAAAAAAB9w/nMSBvgWXRSo/IMG_0618.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0618.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that you could turn a rusted old hulk, a familiar eyesore for &lt;em&gt;decades&lt;/em&gt;, into a garden spot? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-5889479303369693346?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/5889479303369693346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=5889479303369693346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5889479303369693346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5889479303369693346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/06/high-line-manhattan.html' title='The High Line, Manhattan'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TCKhasGq0pI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/fX1Vj4GaHH4/s72-c/IMG_0610.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-5242304149240629511</id><published>2010-06-23T10:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T16:48:08.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanwhile, back in the automotive world...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2AAa0gd7ClM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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music of the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid='clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000' id='TelegraphPlayer-7839269' width='400' height='227' codebase='http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/get/flashplayer/current/swflash.cab'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/template/utils/ooyala/telegraph_player.swf'/&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'/&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='window'/&gt;&lt;param name='salign' value='LT'/&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true'/&gt;&lt;param name='scale' value='noscale'/&gt;&lt;param name='bgcolor' value='#000000'/&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='embedCode=w2MmhoMTpCrhvlxMY_lOuNs7XBUuxiFD&amp;offSite=true&amp;showTD=true'/&gt;&lt;embed type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://www.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/template/utils/ooyala/telegraph_player.swf' pluginspage='http://www.adobe.com/go/getflashplayer' menu='false' quality='high' play='false' 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src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TB5RjESX6DI/AAAAAAAAB80/lorUKoxEPQI/IMG_0742.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0742.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandoned pulp mill, abandoned port. What is arguably he best port in California is now close to ruin. For decades Eureka embraced short-sighted development of "rust belt" industries: pulp (closed), logging (played out) nuclear power (closed--due to no less than three earthquake faults under the reactor). But the sheer beauty of Eureka Bay hasn't departed; it's here for bike riders and walkers to discover. So the meek have inherited the bay and they could hold the key to its rebirth as a high tech "clean" business center and tourist attraction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-7547132779860539129?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/7547132779860539129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=7547132779860539129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/7547132779860539129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/7547132779860539129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/06/eureka-bay.html' title='Eureka Bay'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TB5RjESX6DI/AAAAAAAAB80/lorUKoxEPQI/s72-c/IMG_0742.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-3871986013297573276</id><published>2010-06-17T10:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T10:25:00.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why music doesn't work on a bicycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="446" height="326"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/DavidByrne_2010-medium.flv&amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/DavidByrne-2010.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;vw=432&amp;vh=240&amp;ap=0&amp;ti=883&amp;introDuration=15330&amp;adDuration=4000&amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;adKeys=talk=david_byrne_how_architecture_helped_music_evolve;year=2010;theme=art_unusual;theme=unconventional_explanations;theme=new_on_ted_com;theme=the_creative_spark;theme=a_taste_of_ted2010;event=TED2010;&amp;preAdTag=tconf.ted/embed;tile=1;sz=512x288;" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgColor="#ffffff" width="446" height="326" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/DavidByrne_2010-medium.flv&amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/DavidByrne-2010.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;vw=432&amp;vh=240&amp;ap=0&amp;ti=883&amp;introDuration=15330&amp;adDuration=4000&amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;adKeys=talk=david_byrne_how_architecture_helped_music_evolve;year=2010;theme=art_unusual;theme=unconventional_explanations;theme=new_on_ted_com;theme=the_creative_spark;theme=a_taste_of_ted2010;event=TED2010;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bicycle lives in the world quite apart from architecture. It requires more of your attention than a car or airplane, so multi-tasking (with, say, an iPod) can easily become a costly mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed David Byrne's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bicycle-Diaries-David-Byrne/dp/0670021148/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1276793827&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Bicycle Diaries&lt;/a&gt;, a windy treatise on city cycling. It takes Byrne a bike ride or two to focus his busy mind, but when he does he sometimes comes up with truly refreshing perspectives. Like so many of us he works on a problem, goes for a bike ride...and comes up with a solution. Proving? That cycling does indeed clear the mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tip of the helmet to David Hodge for the video link. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-3871986013297573276?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/3871986013297573276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=3871986013297573276&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3871986013297573276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3871986013297573276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-music-doesn-work-on-bicycle.html' title='Why music doesn&amp;#39;t work on a bicycle'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-4753445764580745034</id><published>2010-06-11T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T13:53:29.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>$200 EACH WAY to fly a bike on Delta--and have it smashed. Delta offers $0</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/axDgcfPUnXM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/axDgcfPUnXM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://consumerist.com/2010/06/delta-smashed-my-bike-and-wont-even-refund-the-baggage-fee.html"&gt;More here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't miss the lively comments that follow. For example: &lt;blockquote&gt;Take them to small claims court. They typically don't show up. You get a default judgment. delta then sends a check when you send the sheriff to confiscate a 777.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through a similar scenario with United when I shipped my bike--in a bike case--from Holland a few years ago. When I unpacked the bike at home and found a deep dent in the frame I called United. United actually suggested I was faking the claim because &lt;em&gt;I hadn't made the claim at Kennedy airport in NYC&lt;/em&gt;. The moral: next time you land at Kennedy be sure to &lt;em&gt;unpack all your bags in front of an airlines counter&lt;/em&gt;.  Check each item for damages before repacking. Ignore angry outbursts from passengers, staff and security.  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for flying United.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-4753445764580745034?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/4753445764580745034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=4753445764580745034&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/4753445764580745034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/4753445764580745034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/06/200-each-way-to-fly-bike-on-delta-delta.html' title='$200 EACH WAY to fly a bike on Delta--and have it smashed. Delta offers $0'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-7417411052648593798</id><published>2010-06-05T18:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T18:06:01.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Window artist "Adventures Edge," Arcata</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TAryvVdL2GI/AAAAAAAAB8o/N5qIXHq22LM/WINDOW.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="WINDOW.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcata has 15,000 people and 4 bike shops. Every year the bicycle infrastructure improves; you can't run for office here unless you're pro bike. We're also known for our thriving local art scene. This shop sells all kinds of outdoor equipment along with bikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TAry1VkEdkI/AAAAAAAAB8s/10DkuS8cYxw/BIKE.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="BIKE.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trusty Rivendell has taken me on many adventures. More to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-7417411052648593798?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/7417411052648593798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=7417411052648593798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/7417411052648593798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/7417411052648593798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/06/window-art-and-artist-edge-arcata.html' title='Window artist &amp;quot;Adventures Edge,&amp;quot; Arcata'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TAryvVdL2GI/AAAAAAAAB8o/N5qIXHq22LM/s72-c/WINDOW.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8369575759545223098</id><published>2010-06-02T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:05:42.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinetic Sculpture Race, Arcata 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/m4e8mbSpBXY/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m4e8mbSpBXY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m4e8mbSpBXY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8369575759545223098?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8369575759545223098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8369575759545223098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8369575759545223098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8369575759545223098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/06/kinetic-sculpture-race-arcata-2010.html' title='Kinetic Sculpture Race, Arcata 2010'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-7126054993019583099</id><published>2010-06-02T17:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T18:34:57.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do after a 50th HS reunion</title><content type='html'>After a mind-bending HS reunion in NY, my wife and I visited my old HS buddy Mike Lav in Washington D.C. Mike took us on a beautiful ride along the Potomac River.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TAb11dD_YBI/AAAAAAAAB7w/c1CCjRxoVLM/IMG_0627.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0627.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode for a few hours on an uncrowded trail. Perfect weather, no hills, wooden bridges, good company. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and I first rode bikes together in 1950.** After all these years we still have a lot in common: we both enjoy biking and we both have wives named Iris (mine is shown riding away from the camera toward Mt. Vernon, George Washington's home and gift shop). And after all these years it still felt great to ride a bike on a warm spring afternoon. I won't say I felt like I was eight years old again. Is there anyone out there who would expect &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TAb17StG0BI/AAAAAAAAB70/3B8Z25SXk0s/IMG_0628.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0628.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TAb-u64wtjI/AAAAAAAAB8A/U2d57T3H6k4/IMG_0631.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0631.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TAb-1nMdBXI/AAAAAAAAB8E/02xSeXo9hPE/IMG_0629.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0629.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rivers like this cry out for more bike paths, don't you agree? Write your congressman! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TAcDf-m91yI/AAAAAAAAB8g/3IZYLQ5IVDM/MNM4.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="MNM4.jpg" border="0" width="960" height="1280" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**not a typo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-7126054993019583099?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/7126054993019583099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=7126054993019583099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/7126054993019583099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/7126054993019583099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-to-do-after-50th-hs-reunion.html' title='What to do after a 50th HS reunion'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/TAb11dD_YBI/AAAAAAAAB7w/c1CCjRxoVLM/s72-c/IMG_0627.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-5245900145995291950</id><published>2010-05-31T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T14:22:06.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FERDINAND GT3 RS - The World`s slowest Porsche</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/GaQB_tgS7f0/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GaQB_tgS7f0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GaQB_tgS7f0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-5245900145995291950?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/5245900145995291950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=5245900145995291950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5245900145995291950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5245900145995291950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/05/ferdinand-gt3-rs-worlds-slowest-porsche.html' title='FERDINAND GT3 RS - The World`s slowest Porsche'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-2962322926957223540</id><published>2010-05-03T16:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T16:30:12.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roger, the bike guru</title><content type='html'>Ten years ago I was riding ten miles to the Arcata Airport with Doug Ingold. Then it was on to the Sports Bar for a high calorie lunch while the fatties around the wide screen TV marveled at our endurance. &lt;strong&gt;"Ten MILES on a &lt;em&gt;bicycle&lt;/em&gt;??" &lt;/strong&gt; We felt like heros. Really well fed heros. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger said: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;You guys are lazy; you can do a LOT more. Add ten percent a week to your ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started going further. Now we ride round trip to Trinidad, a total of 40 miles, every Sunday. And our group of 2, now known as "The Latte Warriors," has grown to 35!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still stop for snacks at a sweet little cafe in Trinidad called &lt;a href="http://trinidadbeachcomber.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Beachcomber&lt;/a&gt;. Occasionally, Roger shows up but he seldom stops for long and he never snacks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could still do more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S99X2_xglBI/AAAAAAAAB7k/qrpinPb3fO8/Roger.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Roger.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger himself. Background: Trinidad lighthouse and point, a good place to watch whales. Note the uncluttered bike, which is very Roger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S99am-FVyFI/AAAAAAAAB7o/85iZSpAkmEk/Ocean.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Ocean.jpg" border="0" width="960" height="1280" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our ride home follows the aptly named Scenic Drive, south of Trinidad. We had the wind at our backs last Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-2962322926957223540?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/2962322926957223540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=2962322926957223540&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2962322926957223540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2962322926957223540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/05/roger-bike-guru.html' title='Roger, the bike guru'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S99X2_xglBI/AAAAAAAAB7k/qrpinPb3fO8/s72-c/Roger.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8835987897055566471</id><published>2010-04-30T10:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T10:37:31.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Old Arcata Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9sSjaVTIpI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/aVsmtuGPy2g/IMG_0552.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0552.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where once we dodged trucks on hairpin curves, we now have this beautiful bike lane, connecting east Eureka with Arcata. At last!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode it yesterday to and from an appointment in Eureka and had it all to myself in both directions. Note that the lane is duplicated on the other side of the road. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9sTC07A6GI/AAAAAAAAB7U/eDwSbuWVUT4/IMG_0550.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0550.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9sTJ5VbNSI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/hzTI8ylayG4/IMG_0549.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0549.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other roadside attractions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8835987897055566471?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8835987897055566471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8835987897055566471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8835987897055566471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8835987897055566471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-old-arcata-road.html' title='The New Old Arcata Road'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9sSjaVTIpI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/aVsmtuGPy2g/s72-c/IMG_0552.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-1851682774791722545</id><published>2010-04-26T15:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T18:53:43.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REVIEW: "Pedaling Revolution: How Cyclists are Changing American Cities"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio?show=TRADE%20PAPER:USED:9780870714191:13.95#synopses_and_reviews"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9YPCWl4PvI/AAAAAAAAB7I/Xvb9rXJ5lME/41293F0C-89DE-401B-819B-4F4F747F6D5C.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="41293F0C-89DE-401B-819B-4F4F747F6D5C.jpg" border="0" width="120" height="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to love &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio?show=TRADE%20PAPER:USED:9780870714191:13.95#synopses_and_reviews"&gt;Pedaling Revolution&lt;/a&gt;, but as Jeff Mapes himself points out in his introduction to the book, bike riders find "physical fitness, low-cost transportation, environmental purity -- and, still all too often, Wild West risks of sudden death or injury." Which takes us to the note I received from our resident engineer and on-hands test rider, Ken Thiessen:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Regarding my book review on &lt;em&gt;Pedaling Revolution&lt;/em&gt;, I started of with the best of intentions then was diverted by a text chapter review for my former professor, three deaths of friends and family this winter, executorship of a substantial and messy estate and finally, I crashed hard on my bike last summer and this past fall I had two near misses with vehicles on my commute to work.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am no longer such an advocate of utility bicycling as it remains far and away the most dangerous thing I do and seems irresponsible given the responsibilities I must put first.  I have fallen from the choir and I don't feel like I can champion the cause that Jeff Mapes puts forward, which is what I really wanted to do.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Even in Portland, the bicycling routes are awkward and confusing patches placed on top of an already complete and integrated car transportation infrastructure. On my six mile commute, my bike route quits seven times at roadway sections too narrow to allow a bike lane, over three bridges, and a Y-fork in the road. In these sections, I become a vehicular cyclist and I hope the cars know why I am in the lane.  There is a safer scenic route available to me but my commute then  takes twice as long. I do take the scenic route on my way home.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it bike lovers. Even in Portland. OK Ken was under a little stress for a while, but he claims he married a terrific woman a few months ago. Not only that, I sent them &lt;a href="http://arcata-arts.com/"&gt;my new book/dvd on massage&lt;/a&gt;. In other words, Ken is a happy guy! And as a trained engineer, he can maintain a steely Zen detachment even while holding forth on the advantages of &lt;a href="http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/03/reviewed-renovo-wooden-bicycle.html"&gt;wooden bike frames&lt;/a&gt;. I've known Ken for many bike rides and I've never seen him lose his cool. Once it turned out that we were 20 miles from town and the rainy season ahem... hadn't actually ended. Ken took that as a perfect opportunity to demonstrate how much faster his carbon fiber bike was than my steel framed model.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all dream of a bike-friendly society with few gasoholics and fewer fatties. Kids will ride bikes to school again. People will shop, commute, worship and date by bike. Geriatrics will cruise around the woods and parklands in groups of eight or ten on a sunny Sunday afternoon just as they do on all over Holland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must we get out there in traffic and die to make this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-1851682774791722545?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/1851682774791722545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=1851682774791722545&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/1851682774791722545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/1851682774791722545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/04/review-revolution-how-cyclists-are.html' title='REVIEW: &amp;quot;Pedaling Revolution: How Cyclists are Changing American Cities&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9YPCWl4PvI/AAAAAAAAB7I/Xvb9rXJ5lME/s72-c/41293F0C-89DE-401B-819B-4F4F747F6D5C.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-6598140207403378632</id><published>2010-04-24T14:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T23:49:49.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eureka Rhododendron Parade, bike division</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9NiIuc0NsI/AAAAAAAAB54/ideKqlfsn28/IMG_0524.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0524.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the northcoast of Calfornia is a Rhododendron center, the city of Eureka sponsors a &lt;a href="http://redwoods.info/showrecord.asp?id=3970"&gt;Rhododendron&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://redwoods.info/showrecord.asp?id=3970"&gt;parade &lt;/a&gt; once a year. I won't tell you that the streets are lined with Rhoddy lovers; part of Eureka's charm lies in its utter inability  to line five miles of streets for any reason. However, some spots along the route were pretty crowded. I joined a contingent of intrepid cyclists comprising  event #27 in the parade. We pushed off a little after 10 am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Mueller, founder of &lt;a href="http://www.mueller-hp.com/"&gt;Windrwrap Fairings&lt;/a&gt;, led our group while towing rick Fugate, uninhibited accordion player/singer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorned with American flags and rhododendrons, we rode for about five miles through downtown Eureka. Just ahead of us, a jazz marching band set the beat, just behind a half dozen blaring fire engines kept us on our toes. People cheered from the curbs, several actually saluted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HdlgoY2WQz8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HdlgoY2WQz8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a full screen playback click the four squares on the bottom right margin of the video. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9UnPIc8BvI/AAAAAAAAB6M/V2MTPNkTOy4/DSC07562_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC07562_2.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9UrGKHkrqI/AAAAAAAAB60/c7d_BXS1O2M/DSC07563_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC07563_2.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talia helped us decorate the bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9UnZcDlRWI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/yzPg-4I-0d8/DSC07564_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC07564_2.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9Unky2L5qI/AAAAAAAAB6U/Uv7lgYO0a04/DSC07568_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC07568_2.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checklist for ride: Trikes, accordion, park bench...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9Un9HOmIsI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/EU_xscF3bwY/DSC07577_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC07577_2.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9UoLsGtEBI/AAAAAAAAB6c/gL6de8hBHnA/DSC07583_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC07583_2.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Mueller towing Rick Fugate while he sings "I Want to Ride My Bicycle" at a volume suitable for parade acoustics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9Up7xnYCQI/AAAAAAAAB6g/-9ythSp5mWU/DSC07591_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC07591_2.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that our group voted unanimously against rehearsing, we were almost able to execute complex, synchronized biking routines! &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9UqaEMtnhI/AAAAAAAAB6k/XmN2c7Q-RhI/DSC07578_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC07578_2.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9Uqg3usFlI/AAAAAAAAB6o/8BOMhl8t1Oc/DSC07570_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC07570_2.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attracted some swooning fans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9Uqs54MzyI/AAAAAAAAB6s/u9pDkJ_Tg_E/DSC07572_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC07572_2.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every few hundred yards the parade stopped dead in its tracks. But the accordion music went on. It's the American way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9Uq65wgTsI/AAAAAAAAB6w/2McXZ_xSyYk/DSC07579_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC07579_2.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If George Washington had had a trike after he crossed the Delaware it would have looked like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9UriD2Xa4I/AAAAAAAAB68/uWSJ9ZewNMI/DSC07594_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC07594_2.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iris' family owned a 56 Chevy when they lived in Mexico in the 50's. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9UsTj5ruJI/AAAAAAAAB7A/82hoWFMylRU/DSC07569_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC07569_2.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9UrWSf-NYI/AAAAAAAAB64/rFPOuvH9Uhg/DSC07595_2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC07595_2.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S ALL FOLKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-6598140207403378632?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/6598140207403378632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=6598140207403378632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6598140207403378632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6598140207403378632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/04/eureka-rhododendron-parade-bike.html' title='Eureka Rhododendron Parade, bike division'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S9NiIuc0NsI/AAAAAAAAB54/ideKqlfsn28/s72-c/IMG_0524.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-4309770960433128991</id><published>2010-04-22T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:32:45.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely social, arguably a bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="ce_77156792" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://current.com/e/77156792/en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://current.com/e/77156792/en_US" width="400" height="300" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can you bird with it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-4309770960433128991?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/4309770960433128991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-3239110626276869738</id><published>2010-04-19T19:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T19:01:48.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birding by Bike</title><content type='html'>Once a year Arcata offers &lt;a href="http://www.godwitdays.com/"&gt;GODWIT DAYS&lt;/a&gt;, a birding festival that lasts nearly a week. This year the festival added a new event: Birding by Bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S80IeqXa3kI/AAAAAAAAB5k/aN69yAw0tI4/IMG_0491.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0491.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It works pretty much the way you would expect: bike a little, bird a little. Bring binoculars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S80Itvm4uNI/AAAAAAAAB5o/sClEGvmgAfY/IMG_0492.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0492.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S80I_OvN_QI/AAAAAAAAB5s/_VV8OD32HH0/IMG_0508.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0508.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Arcata Bottoms, a marsh land between the ocean and the town, is a great place to bike--and bird. Egrets are happening on almost any day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S80KLRP8KFI/AAAAAAAAB5w/N4rgJX5fVzU/Sunset.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Sunset.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-3239110626276869738?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/3239110626276869738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=3239110626276869738&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3239110626276869738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3239110626276869738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/04/birding-by-bike.html' title='Birding by Bike'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S80IeqXa3kI/AAAAAAAAB5k/aN69yAw0tI4/s72-c/IMG_0491.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-177227030020769030</id><published>2010-04-14T19:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T12:42:00.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six months of rain then...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S8Z_fe1QP5I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/rDLVqOIREXI/IMG_0365.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0365.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S8Z_1VyIcOI/AAAAAAAAB5c/DuyqIs9foD4/COFFEE.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="COFFEE.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed the bike and headed to downtown Arcata. We really do have a great art scene here. Good coffee too.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* But the popular "dark" blends are often overcooked to the point where the beans are simply burnt.  Darker beans do not equal stronger coffee. In fact, over cooked beans can turn the taste decidedly bitter. If you want an aromatic, truly pleasant coffee, order the lightest blend. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-177227030020769030?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/177227030020769030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=177227030020769030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/177227030020769030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/177227030020769030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/04/six-months-of-rain-then.html' title='Six months of rain then...'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S8Z_fe1QP5I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/rDLVqOIREXI/s72-c/IMG_0365.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-4111858085780715042</id><published>2010-03-10T23:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T14:49:41.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>US 101 Eureka to Arcata</title><content type='html'>Rte 101, the freeway Bob Dylan "revisited," stretches from the Mexican to the Canadian border, passing through Humboldt County as a kind of afterthought. We don't have enough people to justify a Freeway; this one serves as a necessary transit point between the cities of the Pacific coast. In Los Angeles where it's known as The Hollywood Freeway, it widens to a twelve lane monster. I can't imagine anyone trying to ride &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; on a bike (but of course, in LA bikes will have wandered out into gridlocked Freeway traffic along with horses, camels, dogs, parrots and feuding spouses. I actually saw a dog on this Freeway near San Diego a few months months ago.  As for feuding spouses...what are Freeways &lt;em&gt;for&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Humboldt County 101 narrows to a mere four lanes. We may have qualified for a Freeway but it didn't include many cloverleafs. Commuters, hay trucks and--gulp-- cyclists and pedestrians (!) are on their own when crossing Rte 101. Many drivers have never been here and seem intent on rushing though. Some seem surprised to see cyclists on the Freeway's shoulders but that's where we'll ride until we get a proper bike path between Arcata and Eureka. After a rash of nasty accidents between the two towns the State reduced the speed limit to 50 from the usual 65. So for five miles the traffic is only going three times faster than I can peddle on a commuting bike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode 101 today, with a cold wind at my back during the return from Eureka. A "multi use" sign reminds drivers that cyclists have a right to use "their" Freeway, cold comfort indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S5iU-vT6K3I/AAAAAAAAB5M/Y0gYzdt8WRE/IMG_0370.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0370.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S5iVIuWEIqI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/1VMopPIVCdU/IMG_0368.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0368.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the right of the Freeway, spring is happening early. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-4111858085780715042?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/4111858085780715042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=4111858085780715042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/4111858085780715042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/4111858085780715042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/03/us-101-eureka-to-arcata.html' title='US 101 Eureka to Arcata'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S5iU-vT6K3I/AAAAAAAAB5M/Y0gYzdt8WRE/s72-c/IMG_0370.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-835767981369961720</id><published>2010-03-09T18:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T18:24:56.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omen</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S5cCb0tvv4I/AAAAAAAAB48/HjeBzBwaZeM/IMG_0362.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0362.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a sunset like this, the storm broke on us and it rained for two days. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-835767981369961720?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/835767981369961720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=835767981369961720&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/835767981369961720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/835767981369961720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/03/omen.html' title='Omen'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S5cCb0tvv4I/AAAAAAAAB48/HjeBzBwaZeM/s72-c/IMG_0362.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-7751721094954799517</id><published>2010-03-04T10:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T10:10:38.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>West End Road to Blue Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S4_yprp40II/AAAAAAAAB3o/dEsRHrwbALk/IMG_0315.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0315.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a break in the storms so I headed for Blue Lake, the "sunbelt" of Northern Humboldt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S4_z9x-7xXI/AAAAAAAAB3w/CqG__8i89uU/IMG_0316.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0316.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual West End Road was deserted on a Sunday. Everyone was either in church or in the Blue Lake Casino. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S4_0Y80ftAI/AAAAAAAAB30/N8U650HVW5E/IMG_0317.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0317.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S4_0gVddDMI/AAAAAAAAB34/9n9UMpBj85s/IMG_0318.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0318.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before long I was in downtown Blue Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S4_0w2wbe4I/AAAAAAAAB4A/LlnBIWeki5I/IMG_0320.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0320.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S4_08sKJ1GI/AAAAAAAAB4E/HSNKDbC8lcI/IMG_0321.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0321.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you lived in Blue Lake maybe you'd live here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S4_1QeBpZbI/AAAAAAAAB4M/bSJH6POAepw/IMG_0323.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0323.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S4_1aMHwb4I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/CY821DS7LQo/IMG_0324.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0324.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or even here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S4_1iNku9yI/AAAAAAAAB4U/bTWx-3-SbqU/IMG_0328.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0328.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mad River is filled with Steelhead at this time of the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S4_14rLJcpI/AAAAAAAAB4c/lDYSC5hRnUs/IMG_0331.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0331.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home in Arcata I finally ran into some traffic. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-7751721094954799517?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/7751721094954799517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=7751721094954799517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/7751721094954799517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/7751721094954799517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/03/west-end-road-to-blue-lake.html' title='West End Road to Blue Lake'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S4_yprp40II/AAAAAAAAB3o/dEsRHrwbALk/s72-c/IMG_0315.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-5728152040212716479</id><published>2010-02-10T17:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T18:09:57.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hammond Trail</title><content type='html'>The sun returned for a day and I headed north to Trinidad. First I had to cross the rusty old Mad River bike bridge. It had survived another storm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S3NZvvuqYRI/AAAAAAAAB18/tZfWTiKOztc/IMG_0181.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0181.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Scenic Viewpoint above Clam Beach, I found these earnest young birders. Somebody had to speak up for &lt;a href="http://www.westernsnowyplover.org/"&gt;the endangered Snowy Plover&lt;/a&gt;. Choosing to reach out to people who are actually in touch with birds, they set up on the cycle path, not in the nearby parking lot. And not a moment too soon--the Snowy Plover population on Clam Beach (in the background) has shrunk to just 15 birds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S3Naqtk67uI/AAAAAAAAB2E/lahGUc7UuNg/IMG_0184.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0184.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pressed on against noticeable headwinds. The short stretch ahead is the only remaining unpaved portion of the Hammond Trail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S3NbMKzZetI/AAAAAAAAB2I/aPmxqXrhTZE/IMG_0186.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0186.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paved portions of the trail look like this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S3NcnMbTAoI/AAAAAAAAB2g/Pi7o6IqVHfA/IMG_0216.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0216.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last three miles of the ride are on Scenic Drive, south of Trinidad. It never fails to take my breath away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S3NbyTQHBBI/AAAAAAAAB2M/1NiBKXJEMw0/IMG_0192.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0192.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S3Nb8f-hQ6I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/82SyljbA2o0/IMG_0197.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0197.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S3NcM5UNQdI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/1vxzHtNluEY/IMG_0207.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0207.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S3NcVC7xaLI/AAAAAAAAB2c/NMHwciaBu5M/IMG_0209.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0209.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip home across the Arcata Bottoms was fast and beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S3Nc_-F8tpI/AAAAAAAAB2o/TJ2srXuw63o/IMG_0219.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0219.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S3NdFIsbIiI/AAAAAAAAB2s/CePzSiGJk7Q/IMG_0223.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0223.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S3NdKGf8hRI/AAAAAAAAB2w/PXqTQb4bWws/IMG_0225.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0225.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took these photos with my iPhone camera, thus the rough edges and indefinite color. Much as I loved the Canon G10, it proved too bulky for day-long cycling. The new Canon S90 is close to the same camera in a much smaller package. But a slippery body with no handgrip, a free spinning selection dial and a popup flash sent my ergonomic warning dial into the red zone: this is a camera that fairly begs to be dropped in the middle of a pleasant bike ride. So my search for the ideal cycling camera continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-5728152040212716479?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/5728152040212716479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=5728152040212716479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5728152040212716479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5728152040212716479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/02/hammond-trail.html' title='The Hammond Trail'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S3NZvvuqYRI/AAAAAAAAB18/tZfWTiKOztc/s72-c/IMG_0181.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-201422537318553635</id><published>2010-01-23T18:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T18:15:13.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting out the storms</title><content type='html'>A huge storm front has moved into Northern California, making cycling difficult. Here's what we're up against at 2 pm (click on photo to expand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S1us9g-XikI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/VwJivgUNJLU/s1600-h/BIG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S1us9g-XikI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/VwJivgUNJLU/s320/BIG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_0140.jpg" border="0" height="640" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S1uo8xsydMI/AAAAAAAAB1E/Esf21vqDie4/IMG_0140.jpg?imgmax=800" width="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_0142.jpg" border="0" height="480" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S1upCcKNQtI/AAAAAAAAB1I/-_yYXsmXxRs/IMG_0142.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_0150.jpg" border="0" height="480" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S1upP59ULNI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/N0urfxWyhf0/IMG_0150.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're in a cycle of cloudbursts, rainbows and translucent moments like this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-201422537318553635?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/201422537318553635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=201422537318553635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/201422537318553635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/201422537318553635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/01/waiting-out-storms.html' title='Waiting out the storms'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S1us9g-XikI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/VwJivgUNJLU/s72-c/BIG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8067205478724852356</id><published>2010-01-16T13:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T13:02:02.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the mist...</title><content type='html'>Under threatening skies, I headed out. A little rain won't kill you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S1Ik6hFxhFI/AAAAAAAAB0U/D6tiHUBqNbk/IMG_0100.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0100.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mile later I pulled into an inviting cafe. No point in overdoing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S1IlxhcRUaI/AAAAAAAAB0g/0nGky1KueKc/IMG_0103.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0103.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really can't go wrong at "The Coffee Break."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S1ImIPIxZ2I/AAAAAAAAB0k/7lLM9rV6Hqg/IMG_0110.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0110.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten miles to the north where the Mad River wanders into the Pacific, seals often gather. None appeared that misty day. Note to environmentalists: the river isn't supposed to be up here. Some years ago an overzealous planner pointed the whole river north to this remote beach, instead of letting it flow south across the Arcata bottoms and into Arcata Bay as it had for the past few million years. It's still pointed north, but now quite a few homes and portions of interstate Highway 101 (!) are perched perilously close to a crumbling cliff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More rain is on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S1ImbfVZ2hI/AAAAAAAAB0o/S_fMq9C9xtA/IMG_0113.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0113.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't the only cyclist who ventured out that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8067205478724852356?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8067205478724852356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8067205478724852356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8067205478724852356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8067205478724852356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/01/into-mist.html' title='Into the mist...'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S1Ik6hFxhFI/AAAAAAAAB0U/D6tiHUBqNbk/s72-c/IMG_0100.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-286593223406691529</id><published>2010-01-13T14:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T10:00:59.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eureka Bay, 1 hour before the earthquake</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S05PwPNENMI/AAAAAAAABz8/1sdOKt2pq-c/IMG_0094.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0094.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dogs barked, no bugs went bananas, no weird currents. Peace on earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, there is something faintly ominous about this photo. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-286593223406691529?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/286593223406691529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=286593223406691529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/286593223406691529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/286593223406691529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/01/eureka-bay-1-hour-before-earthquake.html' title='Eureka Bay, 1 hour before the earthquake'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S05PwPNENMI/AAAAAAAABz8/1sdOKt2pq-c/s72-c/IMG_0094.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8914230483262465581</id><published>2010-01-10T19:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:21:28.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did last night</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eH6K_bbl9RU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eH6K_bbl9RU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priorities: when exiting a bar during a 6.5 earthquake, do NOT leave your beer inside! Some——but happily, not all——of these patrons forgot their beer. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8914230483262465581?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8914230483262465581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8914230483262465581&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8914230483262465581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8914230483262465581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-i-did-last-night.html' title='What I did last night'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-3135944873035187842</id><published>2010-01-04T18:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:07:41.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010, First ride</title><content type='html'>Ride north or south from Arcata and you're within sight of the Pacific much of the time. When the weather is changing, you can hear the breakers long before you see them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode north on our lovely Hammond Trail. I've done this ride hundreds of times and I always come home feeling great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S0Kfryqi1wI/AAAAAAAAByU/EMvAVWssE84/IMG_0051.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0051.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mad River train bridge hasn't seen a train in decades. It's just wide enough for two bikes to pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S0Kf_e9P3kI/AAAAAAAAByc/dF4MErdsOLo/IMG_0052.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0052.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mad River was named for a dispute between party of frustrated gold miners. They didn't find gold, just a new river. It turned out to be a great place for a screaming argument. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S0Kgdzq1qdI/AAAAAAAAByg/sMk65dqDfNs/IMG_0082.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0082.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road ahead, across the Arcata bottoms. If you lived here, you'd have a palm tree in your view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S0KgoW_3SFI/AAAAAAAAByk/b1x0FUB_Gas/IMG_0081.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0081.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another roadside attraction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S0KhJ1PY0bI/AAAAAAAAByw/Wetz1aIu5Mk/group.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="group.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few Latte Warriors, my cycling group. Rain or shine, some of us &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt;  be out there on a bike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S0KgzoYZRRI/AAAAAAAAByo/p96eZlvozZo/IMG_0077.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0077.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recumbent, a homemade bike modeled on the Rans v2 but with remote steering. It's like riding a couch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S0KkT1gfDJI/AAAAAAAABy8/MVeqv0bp4XY/Matt.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Matt.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son Matt, me, the Pacific&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S0Km3PjsP3I/AAAAAAAABzE/5lB-hIGoZxk/Matt%3ARainbow.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Matt:Rainbow.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about the Pacific, it rarely disappoints. That's the town of Trinidad perched on the cliffs on the other side of the rainbow.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-3135944873035187842?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/3135944873035187842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=3135944873035187842&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3135944873035187842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3135944873035187842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-first-ride.html' title='2010, First ride'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/S0Kfryqi1wI/AAAAAAAAByU/EMvAVWssE84/s72-c/IMG_0051.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8802814569869020299</id><published>2009-12-18T16:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T17:05:34.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/Sywe9uproiI/AAAAAAAABwQ/HBysKXg7uzs/DSC_0005.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC_0005.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="423" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sunset over Arcata Bay 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/SywfFUfK1gI/AAAAAAAABwU/bAUQGOXdqWM/DSC_0006.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC_0006.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="423" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/SywfiQS7kdI/AAAAAAAABwY/gWNKtpya2JI/DSC_0042.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC_0042.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="425" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First ride of 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/Sywfoge3X6I/AAAAAAAABwc/2Emd_-_pAfc/DSC_0044.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC_0044.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="423" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/SywfuPaPCII/AAAAAAAABwg/CxXXD5QcwBU/DSC_0072.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC_0072.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="423" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same road, Leaving Tsunami Zone...Moving right along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/Sywf4_HMVKI/AAAAAAAABwk/REkOuTSrPAw/DSC_0074.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC_0074.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="423" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old Bayside Church, now home to Hot Yoga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/SywhL577AmI/AAAAAAAABwo/AcLW9TECCG4/R0010019.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="R0010019.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/SywiCHD46hI/AAAAAAAABws/YS4GRE7zFa4/R0010147.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="R0010147.jpg" border="0" width="480" height="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcata to Bayside bike path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/SywjUmkUzLI/AAAAAAAABww/rd9XZQsWVZs/R0010207.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="R0010207.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/SywjZpJyToI/AAAAAAAABw0/-1ywndi01po/R0010206.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="R0010206.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcata Marsh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/Sywk_WTE5nI/AAAAAAAABw8/56mam45k7EI/DSC_0020.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC_0020.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="846" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day, Eureka Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/Sywma5TWK5I/AAAAAAAABxA/Kg1mQIkCppU/DSC_0088.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC_0088.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="846" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/SywmxUNw3oI/AAAAAAAABxE/NE98x55fLIw/DSC_0067.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSC_0067.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="740" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March dawn, Aleutian Geese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come soon. Stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8802814569869020299?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8802814569869020299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8802814569869020299&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8802814569869020299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8802814569869020299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-in-review_18.html' title='The Year in Review'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/Sywe9uproiI/AAAAAAAABwQ/HBysKXg7uzs/s72-c/DSC_0005.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-6837791190537821738</id><published>2009-11-16T22:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T11:38:47.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A model of the proposed new Marina Center on Eureka Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tKORRJWpgfY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tKORRJWpgfY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the multi use path complete with tiny cyclist. I'm going to propose adding bike lanes and bike parking throughout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a development would transform not only the post-industrial Eureka waterfront, turning it into a bike-friendly place to hang out, but the whole city. I particularly like the modern architecture which opens to the harbor. It's a welcome relief from the oppressive "Victorian Village" theme that has run its course elsewhere in Eureka. Victoria was a nineteenth century English queen, whose reign was known for its embrace of imperialism and repression. Where does it say that we have to honor her every time we build something in Eureka, California in the 21st century? Furthermore, faux Victorians never get it right while real ones take a lot of TLC. And yet, "Victorian" seems to be the architectural default in Eureka, for those who can't imagine anything else. Our waterfront deserves more: a 21st century treatment--with bikes.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-6837791190537821738?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/6837791190537821738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=6837791190537821738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6837791190537821738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6837791190537821738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/11/model-of-proposed-new-marina-center-on.html' title='A model of the proposed new Marina Center on Eureka Bay'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8057703171207710660</id><published>2009-11-14T22:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:35:20.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And now for something completely different</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/63Tar_9kDuI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/63Tar_9kDuI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8057703171207710660?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8057703171207710660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8057703171207710660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8057703171207710660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8057703171207710660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-now-for-something-completely.html' title='And now for something completely different'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-66896148967464907</id><published>2009-11-13T16:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T17:29:02.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What it will take to get Americans on a bike?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6255436&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6255436&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/6255436"&gt;Wytze's graduation project for Cannondale&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/eelke"&gt;Eelke D.&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the war, life was hard in Europe. The Dutch created a bicycle utopia (video below) because so many of them had no other choice for transportation. They moved up from walking to a faster, more convenient means of transportation: cycling. We're trying to do the opposite when we propose a shift from cars back to a less complex and slower mode, cycling. I think such a shift will be fashion driven. People will cycle, not because it's good for them or "green" but because it's cool.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tip of the helmet to David Hodge for this video. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-66896148967464907?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/66896148967464907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=66896148967464907&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/66896148967464907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/66896148967464907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-it-will-take-to-get-americans-on.html' title='What it will take to get Americans on a bike?'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8799504690856893315</id><published>2009-11-08T23:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T23:32:44.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stardust: Holland in the 50's</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1HgLqts3qJs&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1HgLqts3qJs&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a cyclist, Holland still has the same relaxed feeling. I've done two bike tours there. More to come, I hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 30 years ago I was visiting a Dutch friend in Eindhoven and he put me on a bike. I've kept it up ever since and it's changed my whole life. If you want to introduce cycling to a friend you might consider a Dutch vacation. As you can see, the bicycle is an organic part of Dutch life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tip of the helmet to &lt;a href="http://veloslo.wordpress.com/2009/11/08/cycling-in-the-netherlands-in-the-1950s/"&gt;VELOslo&lt;/a&gt; for this delicious little video. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8799504690856893315?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8799504690856893315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8799504690856893315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8799504690856893315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8799504690856893315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/11/stardust-holland-in-50.html' title='Stardust: Holland in the 50&amp;#39;s'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-2301996735972295363</id><published>2009-11-05T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:17:52.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of the world...or the beginning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/SvOr_pSfAHI/AAAAAAAABvc/arMWGOxXXNs/TDF%20ocean1.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="TDF ocean1.jpg" border="0" width="531" height="800" /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Tierra del Fuego National Park in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ushuaia"&gt;Ushuaia, Chile&lt;/a&gt;, &amp;nbsp;at the southern tip of South America. Ever since I took this photo a few years ago I've thought about returning someday. Some places you never have enough time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure you can reach it on a bike from either Chile or Argentina. Its at the southern extremity of Tierra del Fuego, a watery wilderness that stretches for hundreds of miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://worldonabike.com/"&gt;Here's a couple that's going to try it on a bike! &lt;/a&gt; They seem to have reached Isla Bonitas in Belize on "day 393," which was August 9, and stayed until August 16. Nothing more since then. I for one will stay tuned. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-2301996735972295363?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/2301996735972295363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=2301996735972295363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2301996735972295363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/2301996735972295363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/11/has-anyone-cycled-here.html' title='The end of the world...or the beginning?'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/SvOr_pSfAHI/AAAAAAAABvc/arMWGOxXXNs/s72-c/TDF%20ocean1.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8643583538075812080</id><published>2009-11-05T17:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T17:46:20.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HPV heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/SvN-LxLJA_I/AAAAAAAABvI/YR5OnI8DmXw/DCP_0796.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DCP_0796.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="425" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Mueller of &lt;a href="http://www.mueller-hp.com/"&gt;Windwrap Fairings&lt;/a&gt; rode with my cycling group, The Latte Warriors, a while back. That's Mark in the foreground inside the white creature with yellow detailing. It was a fast, well-equipped HPV, complete with lighting for night riding.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8643583538075812080?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8643583538075812080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8643583538075812080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8643583538075812080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8643583538075812080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/11/hpv-heaven.html' title='HPV heaven'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/SvN-LxLJA_I/AAAAAAAABvI/YR5OnI8DmXw/s72-c/DCP_0796.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-8657417655274494995</id><published>2009-11-04T11:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:11:58.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please can we now have our bike trail from Arcata to Eureka?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/SvHdQDp6AsI/AAAAAAAABvA/btu_fx1xkuo/IMG_0205.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="IMG_0205.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.times-standard.com/news/ci_13710224"&gt;Wilson (liberal) and Marks (conservative) have been elected to the Humboldt Bay Harbor commission.&lt;/a&gt; I'm hoping that doesn't checkmate our hopes for an Arcata to Eureka bike trail, along an unused section of railroad track. Wilson promises to turn the abandoned railroad into a bike path. Marks wants yet another round of "rust belt" industrial development, which has already turned our beautiful bay into a polluted mess several times in the last century. All this for "jobs." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this were Holland or Denmark, we'd have six bike paths connecting these sister cities. As it stands, bike commuters must either ride far to the west of the bay--in traffic all the way on Rte 255 (map on right)--or take the direct route by braving the shoulder of US RTE 101, a four lane Freeway. Meanwhile, Arcata Bay remains the most beautiful urban coastal waterway in California. What will it take to be able to ride a bike along it without risking life and limb? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-8657417655274494995?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/8657417655274494995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=8657417655274494995&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8657417655274494995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/8657417655274494995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/11/please-can-we-now-have-our-bike-trail.html' title='Please can we now have our bike trail from Arcata to Eureka?'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/SvHdQDp6AsI/AAAAAAAABvA/btu_fx1xkuo/s72-c/IMG_0205.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-4171837363987044029</id><published>2009-10-22T23:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T17:15:02.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver to Kamloops</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k8WXwsb_zZ0&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k8WXwsb_zZ0&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-4171837363987044029?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/4171837363987044029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=4171837363987044029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/4171837363987044029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/4171837363987044029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/10/bike-tours-we-love.html' title='Vancouver to Kamloops'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-5863998568371193457</id><published>2009-10-18T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:31:41.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What will the new world look like?</title><content type='html'>In the next 25 years our cities will grow by millions of people. Before you reach for the panic button consider this: &lt;a href="http://www.walkandbikeforlife.org/Videos11.html"&gt;what if they all rode bikes&lt;/a&gt;? Don't miss the 9 minute video in the middle of this presentation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tip of the helmet to David Hodge for this fascinating look at what could be a very happy future: a city designed for bicycles. Happily, this is not science fiction. In fact, in Copenhagen and Amsterdam, we've already got a couple of working models. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-5863998568371193457?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/5863998568371193457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=5863998568371193457&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5863998568371193457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/5863998568371193457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-will-new-world-look-like.html' title='What will the new world look like?'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-6506037755584298127</id><published>2009-10-14T10:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T10:43:09.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An electric HPV amphibian</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6625952&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6625952&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/6625952"&gt;amphibian velomobile&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user820956"&gt;Jan Jan&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if Ann Dussert had had one of &lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/autopia/2009/10/amphibian-velomobile-brings-pedal-power-to-the-water/"&gt;these babies&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-6506037755584298127?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/6506037755584298127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=6506037755584298127&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6506037755584298127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6506037755584298127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/10/electric-hpv-amphibian.html' title='An electric HPV amphibian'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-7567916272526528018</id><published>2009-10-10T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T13:55:59.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the Land Schooner</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6zt9ez3tV9s&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6zt9ez3tV9s&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Alaskan gold rush a group of Wall Streeters came up with a serious proposal to build a kind of covered wagon with sails that would "skim" across the Canadian shield in no time at all. Having crossed the boggy Canadian shield by train I have to say it didn't look that "skimmable." Today, the land schooner has morphed into the &lt;a href="http://www.rbr.info/store.html?page=shop.product_details&amp;category_id=41&amp;flypage=flypage.tpl&amp;product_id=80"&gt;petrosail trike&lt;/a&gt;, which does all the work for you...if the wind is right. Note that the rider is not pedaling at all.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-7567916272526528018?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/7567916272526528018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=7567916272526528018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/7567916272526528018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/7567916272526528018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/10/return-of-land-schooner.html' title='Return of the Land Schooner'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-1709844420930180485</id><published>2009-10-08T18:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:55:15.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ann Dussert vs. The Himalayas</title><content type='html'>I've been reading &lt;em&gt;Three Cups of Tea,&lt;/em&gt; the story of one man's battle to build schools in the Himalayas. Against all odds the author manages to survive in one of the world's most hostile envioronments.  And neither ice storms, nor bad roads, nor duplicitous tribesmen can stay him from his task. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if he'd been an attractive female and tried it on a &lt;a href="http://www.ice.hpv.co.uk/trikes/qnt.htm"&gt;trike&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dussert may not have built any schools, but sometimes just coming home alive--with photos like &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/icetrikes/sets/72157622376862925/show/with/3974984116/"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;--is reward enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, trike fans: settle back, pour yourself something calming and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/icetrikes/sets/72157622376862925/show/with/3974984116/"&gt;check this out&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-1709844420930180485?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/1709844420930180485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=1709844420930180485&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/1709844420930180485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/1709844420930180485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/10/ann-dussert-vs-himalayas.html' title='Ann Dussert vs. The Himalayas'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-6163062760763696523</id><published>2009-10-07T13:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:28:10.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sundial Bridge, Redding CA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/Ss0AczhcbVI/AAAAAAAABuc/20NmpilhxnM/Redding%20Bridge.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Redding Bridge.jpg" border="0" width="477" height="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of The Sundial Bridge. Somebody in Redding found a pile stock certificates in the attic that had been purchased during the Depression. Voila! The town got a new bridge over the Sacramento River. It's open to pedestrians and cyclists. No cars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/Ss2Gble_tiI/AAAAAAAABus/xwrBUshgt_s/DSCN5103.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="DSCN5103.jpg" border="0" width="1280" height="960" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roadway is made of glass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/Ss0FolzT10I/AAAAAAAABuk/qzj6wmu8lPk/Bridge2.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="Bridge2.jpg" border="0" width="502" height="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You end up dreaming about this bridge. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-6163062760763696523?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/6163062760763696523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=6163062760763696523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6163062760763696523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/6163062760763696523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/10/sundial-bridge-redding-ca.html' title='The Sundial Bridge, Redding CA.'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Rpt8G1PBMmo/Ss0AczhcbVI/AAAAAAAABuc/20NmpilhxnM/s72-c/Redding%20Bridge.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007211460092397225.post-3966341040976008424</id><published>2009-10-04T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T17:15:28.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Across Africa by tandem trike</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gCI-A3hwP7E&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gCI-A3hwP7E&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course these folks would have appeared incredibly rich to almost everyone they met. I'm not sure how one deals with that on a bike tour. Have you ever had such an experience? If so, how did you deal with a vast net worth gap between you and your hosts? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addendum: The video footage has now been updated. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/TriCyclingAfrica"&gt;What a gorgeous trip!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007211460092397225-3966341040976008424?l=bikesocial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/feeds/3966341040976008424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007211460092397225&amp;postID=3966341040976008424&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3966341040976008424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007211460092397225/posts/default/3966341040976008424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikesocial.blogspot.com/2009/10/across-africa-by-tandem-trike.html' title='Across Africa by tandem trike'/><author><name>Gordon Inkeles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12457336314246344460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkPlsh722K4/Th-ayvmdYuI/AAAAAAAACUA/PlfinxQYpis/s220/Gordon%2BInkeles%252C%2Bauthor%2BphotoSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
