Coffeeneuring 2014: It’s a Wrap

In my last post, I summarized my first two Coffeeneuring rides for 2014. My life, since the second ride, has been uncharacteristically busy due to a certain virus that causes hemorrhagic fever. You’ve probably read about it in the paper. I’ve been working long hours helping to train and prepare people in case it ever finds its way out to suburbia. As a result, my cycling time has been very limited; almost no commuting and most weekends have been spent doing chores.

Nevertheless, I completed the Challenge this afternoon with my last ride, son in tow, to a local book shop. It required a lot of effort to get out the door because the weather here is absolutely dreary and cold. In fact, most weekends in the last month have been less than ideal for long rides. What follows is a summary of my final five rides. You’ll notice that I’ve taken to practicing #coffeeoutside and I brought a kid with me on most rides. Having a riding companion is delightful.

Ride 3, on October 18, was my standard Piccolo Route that I take with my kids. We roll out of the house, make a loop up a quiet road and head to their schoolyard* so they can play. If you’re going to cycle with kids, you have to make it fun for them too. While my son was playing, I brewed up some tea.

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As luck would have it, the schoolyard has the perfect work surface for a mobile kitchen. If you are going to make coffee or tea outside, you need a smooth surface to cook on. This park has this unique concrete bench and table arrangement that made it very suitable for #coffeeoutside, or tea outside as the case may be. 5.9 miles of riding.

* I’m not including the name of the location here because it is a school and I doubt they want people making it a regular coffeeneuring stop!

Ride 4, on October 25, was a solo ride to one of the local public beaches. Harbor Links / Town of North Hempstead Beach overlooks Roslyn Harbor on the North Shore of Nassau County. You wouldn’t know it’s here unless you live in the area. It’s secluded and, depending on what direction you approach it from, involves one of the steepest climbs in the county. I did the steep climbing part in both directions in an attempt to maintain some semblance of fitness.

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The beach was absolutely deserted, which is the way I like it. I’m sure there’s some regulation prohibiting the use of a canister stove, so I didn’t want any witnesses. Tea again, as it is easier to travel with than coffee because I like milk with my coffee but take my tea straight with a spot of honey. So British of me.

I brought a small tripod and camera to take a selfie next to the kitchen but the camera was too heavy for the tiny tripod. Lesson learned: test out your rig before heading out. 2.4 miles total, but remember there was a big hill both ways (insert Bill Cosby joke).

Ride 5, on October 28, was a mountain bike ride in Stillwell Woods. Located in Syosset, Stillwell is a favorite spot for hikers, bikers and equestrians. I go there when I’ve had enough of competing with cars or I realize my Moots isn’t getting enough attention.

The air was very crisp but somehow being in the woods doesn’t seem so bad when it’s cold out. It would’ve been a rough day out on the road bike, that’s for sure. I rode 5.5 miles, stopping often to get fall foliage pictures. It seems wherever I ride my mountain bike, I’m bound to come across an abandoned automobile. This one is nowhere near the trail head, which makes me wonder how it got here.

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After the trail ride, I rode another 1.4 miles to the local Starbucks for a latte. Sitting with my drink, I wondered why there aren’t more non-Starbucks coffee shops in my part of Long Island.

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Yes, I know October 28 was a Tuesday, not a weekend. I’m going to claim a homeland security/emergency preparedness exemption. I worked over the preceding weekend preparing an emergency response team for the aforementioned virus. Tuesday was my day off that week. It also explains why I went into the woods.

Ride 6 was yesterday, November 15. I barely did any riding since the trip on the Moots because of work. I’ve been heading out the door at 5:30 am and coming home at 7:30pm. Eat dinner. Go to sleep. Repeat the next day.

Yesterday was windy, chilly but sunny. My daughter asked first, so she got the coveted spot on the Piccolo for a short 3 mile spin around town. We rode to the local ball field, fired up the camp stove and had tea and hot cocoa. Although the field has countless “no bicycles” and “no picnicking” signs, the caretaker greeted us with a giant smile on his face; he loves it when I roll through with a kid on the Piccolo.

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In completing this year’s Challenge, I’ve found that I much prefer making my own coffee on the little stove pictured above. It’s an MSR Isobutane canister stove. Sitting atop the stove is a small kettle of water. The stove can boil water in about 3 minutes. The entire rig is relatively light, though it does take up space in a pannier, and the whole thing can probably be put together for $50. I’ve had it for several years, so I don’t know current pricing. I can tell you, however, that it’s a lot of fun making your own beverages, using your own beans rather than paying a premium at a shop.

Ride 7 was today and, quite frankly, I was just going through the motions to finish the Challenge. It’s grey and cold and dreary here. No reason to be outside other than to complete something started seven weeks ago.

My son and I took a quick 2.4 mile spin down the main street to the Dolphin Bookstore Cafe overlooking Manhasset Bay. The bookstore is famous in these parts because it caters to children and has been family owned for decades. They added a cafe about a year or so ago, and they serve Stumptown Coffee. It has seating for about 10 people, so I don’t know if it’s a place I’d stop on a club ride but it is certainly suitable if you are by yourself or with one other person.

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My son and I shared a hot cocoa watching a half-dozen kids complete arts & crafts projects at the table. Then we hammered home to get out of the wind, Coffeeneuring Challenge 2014 complete.

Here are my general observations from this year’s Challenge:

  1. It’s nice to be part of something global. I’ve been watching the “coffeeneuring” and “coffeeoutside” hashtags on Instagram and it’s phenomenal how many people are participating. I wish I lived in LA (or at least could visit) because Area45 has quite the gathering every week
  2. I wish it wasn’t limited to weekends. I’m a Monday through Friday work kinda guy and many times the weekends are occupied by the honey-do list.
  3. There are no coffee shops in my area! I don’t count SB or DD. I’m talking about nice places like everyone on Instagram is visiting!
  4. Making your coffee or tea on a small stove RULES!!! It sounds burdensome but it definitely is not. The only logistical challenge is carrying the gear, and that can be overcome with a single pannier, small knapsack or large handlebar/rando bag
  5. Riding with a partner makes the Challenge more enjoyable, especially when it’s your kid

That’s a wrap for 2014. Thank you, MG, for inspiring and motivating us.

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Coffeeneuring 2014

Yes, it’s that time of the year again. Time to get out on the bike in search of coffee. If you haven’t heard of Coffeeneuring, you may be living under a rock. Here are the rules for 2014.

I began the challenge last weekend, with a ride on October 5th with my daughter aboard the Burley Piccolo. We rode a mellow 5 miles around town, stopping at one of the local Dunkin Donuts for a cup of tea.

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My daughter whoops and hollers as if she is on an amusement park ride. And she asks a lot of questions, such as “Do you ride this fast with my brother?” Yes, I do!

The riding is typical suburban, with semi-busy roads and a mix of commercial and residential neighborhoods. I use the Piccolo as a means to acclimate them to riding in the street among cars. The beverage was actually the low point of the ride, a wholly mediocre cup of dishwater with a tea bag in it. Oh well, it’s the company that matters.

My second outing was this morning, October 12. I don’t have a lot of choices within an easy ride of my home. There are about 16 Starbucks and DD within 5 miles; however, there is only so much of their product I can consume in one week, let alone during a bike ride. There are some really good coffee shops in Brooklyn, but that’s a 50 mile round trip and a bit out of  range for a quick trip. As such, I drew some inspiration from Instagram.

The hashtag #coffeeoutside links to hundreds of pictures of people taking their home brewing equipment outside to the beach, park and mountains. Coffee tastes better when you make it yourself outdoors. So I loaded up my camp stove, kettle, Aeropress and a few grams of Stumptown coffee and headed off for a quick ride.

Ride to the local beach to make coffee outside.

Ride to the local beach to make coffee outside.

Ride to the local beach to make coffee outside.

In three miles, I was at the local beach park, found a scenic view and unpacked my kit. I had to be discrete because I’m not sure the park allows cooking with a gas stove. Within three minutes, I had scalding hot water and I was ready to brew.

The coffee really did taste better having been made outside, and I saved myself some money and a trip the the same-old coffee shop. I think I’ll try to complete the rest of the challenge this way.

I have a couple of things to work through with my kit:

1. It makes a lot of noise, clanging around in my pannier

2. I have to figure out a way to carry milk without it either spilling or getting too warm.

Three miles later and I was back home and showered up for the afternoon. If you haven’t tried making coffee outside, do so. It’s easy and inexpensive if you have a camp stove or other portable heating device.

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Return of the Longish Ride

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It has been awhile since I’ve been on a long ride, one over 50 miles or so. My summer weekends have been busy with various domestic responsibilities, thereby limiting my ability to get out with my cycling club on a regular basis. Today we completed a 65 mile jaunt out to Port Jefferson, accompanied by members from a neighboring club.

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The weather, riding and scenery were sublime. It was unusually warm for the end of September, which posed something of a contradiction as we rode past farms setting up for fall festivals and fairs. It’s hard to get into fall fair mode when it’s 82 degrees out.

I haven’t done many long rides this season, and I’m a bit disappointed in myself. One reason is that I’ve been keeping a polite distance from my club as it struggles to figure out what a B- ride looks like. Politics, just like in any society: some people want to ride faster, while others cannot keep up. There’s an 800 lb elephant in the room that no one will address. Today, for example, we started out with 25 people but quickly became splintered into two and three sub-groups. By the time lunch was over, no one was waiting for each other. Not exactly pleasant.

The other reason for not completing any long events is that I didn’t register for any. Last year I rode at least 5 organized events, most of them at least metric centuries. This year, however, I put the events on my calendar but did not register. Laziness, lack of time, distraction. I’m not sure why, but I didn’t follow through.  I also had planned to do one RUSA event and a S24O (overnight camping trip) but didn’t follow through.

MG has a post up on her blog that I think is relevant to my predicament. Planning to do something is not the same as doing it and, often times, the thing that holds you back is failing to say aloud that you are going to do it. I put events on my calendar but never said aloud to my wife or riding partners “I’m doing the XYZ 200 on Such and Such Date.” That kept me from committing to the events—or at least it contributed to my inertia.

There’s still time to squeeze in a brevet or S24O before the season crawls to a halt. I just have to commit and execute.

But back to today’s ride. Although disorganized, we did trek a fair distance to a delightful port. And I got to listen to this band while hunting for food.

Port Jeff ride with HBC4

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All Sewn Up

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It is often said that the quickest way to change the ride characteristics of a bike is to change wheels or tires. Last year I changed the wheels on my CoMotion American and immediately realized a weight savings and performance improvement. This year, I defied common sense and upgraded the wheels on my Seven to tubulars.

Tubular tires (or “sew-ups”) are fundamentally different from the clincher tires the vast majority of people ride. Clinchers rely on an inner tube underneath the tire to provide the pneumatic component that cushions the rider from the pavement. Clinchers are great and I won’t be getting rid of mine anytime soon, but they do come with two trade-offs. First of all, most clinchers tend not to be very supple. There are exceptions, of course, but for the most part they ride “hard” or “harsh.” And that brings us to the second drawback. Clinchers can be prone to pinch flats at lower pressures, which means you can’t reduce the tire pressure too much to achieve suppleness without risking a flat. Lastly, if you suddenly lose pressure in a clincher, there’s an outside chance it could roll right off the rim, leaving the rider totally screwed.

For several years, I’ve heard (but mostly read) about the benefits of tubular tires. Unlike clinchers, the tubular tire consists of the tire casing sewn around the inner tube as a one piece unit. Hence the name “sew-ups.” The better tires are made by hand and are much more supple than clinchers. Indeed, they actually describe the tires by thread counts like fine sheets! Most people rave about the ride quality of tubulars, partly because you can run them at lower pressures without risking the dreaded pinch flat. Tubulars are glued onto the bike rim, so there’s no chance they will roll off during a flat or blowout. The one drawback of tubulars is that they are glued on, which means mounting and changing tires takes some attention to detail and is not a quick operation.

Over the winter I began mulling over the possibility of trying a set of tubulars. I didn’t want to spend a lot of money on high-end wheels only to find out they did not live up to the hype. I devoted a lot of energy over-researching the matter and trying to find the cheapest way to try this old-fangled technology. In May I took the plunge and ordered a moderately priced wheel set and nice tires from Signature Cycles.

You don’t just pop tubular tires onto the rim and ride away. The tires have to be stretched a bit, the rim glued with contact cement, the tires glued and then everything has to dry a bit. Then more glue. Then you wrestle the tire onto the rim. It takes some experience to get it right. I didn’t want to learn on my own, so I arranged for a coaching session at the shop so I’d learn how to do it properly.

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It really isn’t that hard; people make a bigger fuss about it than it’s worth. In the course of two and a half hours, I learned how to stretch, glue and mount the tires. I let the adhesive dry 24 hours and I was off and riding the new wheels.

I knew by the second pedal stroke that there was something different about the bike. The ride quality was noticeably softer, smoother, squishier. The ride was certainly not as harsh as my clinchers. I’ve heard the ride described as “pneumatic” and I’d have to agree. You definitely sense you are riding on a pocket of air instead of a hard piece of rubber. I also noticed that when cornering, the tire conforms to the changes in road surface more than my clinchers, which tend to just bounce over things. I’m definitely happy with my decision to try sew-ups.

A wonderful mural found on a bike ride in Great Neck

I went with a set of FMB tires. They are handmade in France and, as you might expect from something handmade, they are not as cheap as clinchers. But the ride quality is certainly worth it in my opinion. I couldn’t see the point of taking the leap to tubulars and then mounting a set of $30 tires on the rims. I have about a month’s worth of leisure riding and commuting (yes, I commute on them!) on the wheels and have not had any issues whatsoever. Eventually, one of the tires will flat and I’ll be heartbroken about the expense–at least momentarily–but for now I’m really enjoying the new wheels and tires. They’ve certainly changed the character of the bike.

Will I ditch my clinchers?

No way! Clinchers serve a purpose, and for me that purpose would be long rides with limited support or rides on particularly crappy terrain. Since the tubular tire is a one-piece unit, you have to carry a spare tire with you, not just an inner tube. Most people carry one spare and if they double flat on a ride they call a cab. I don’t think I want to be in that position, particularly on a dirt road somewhere; therefore, I’d mount up the clinchers and carry a couple of spare tubes. I also don’t see myself commuting on the sew-ups in the winter; I’ll put the clinchers back on in late fall.

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Under Pressure

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I’ve been busy lately with work and family but I have been riding! I’ve been posting pictures on Instagram; it’s quicker and more fun to snap a picture and ‘gram- it than it is to blog about it. Every ride does not need its own written summary when a picture can paint a thousand words.

The picture above needs some explanation, however. For the past year or so, I’ve been trying different tire and pressure combinations in order to find that “magic carpet” ride on my bikes. My mountain bike is the easiest of the three. It gets 29 psi in the front tire and 32 out back, running a Stan’s Tubeless set up. The road bikes, on the other hand, require more experimentation.

I tried using a formula to find my optimal tire pressure, taking into account the weight of the bike, my weight and the amount the tire compresses with me on the bike. The formula consistently gave an answer of 160 psi for 28c tires, a preposterous number and well above the manufacturer’s suggested maximum pressure. So it’s back to old school methods: using a tire pressure gauge and tweaking the pressure based on ride characteristics.

Tire pressure in cycling is an often overlooked data point. Too much pressure and the tire will ride like a brick and you’ll lose some valuable contact patch needed for handling. Too little pressure and you’ll bottom out or pinch flat. Most people think they can assess tire pressure using the gauge on the tire pump, but that gauge is measuring air pressure in the pump’s hose. It is not an accurate measurement of the tire pressure. You want tire pressure, use a tire pressure gauge.

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I’ve been using this gauge for several years and it works. It fits on my Presta valves with little fuss and produces a measurement. My issue with the gauge is its size and precision. I’ve reached the age where I need reading glasses and, even with the glasses, the dial is difficult to see. The dial precision doesn’t suit my needs either. I want to see pressure in individual units; in other words, I want to know if the tire is at 78 or 79 psi. I know, I’m fussy.

Two weeks ago I was watching behind the scenes coverage of some bike races and I noticed that a lot of the wrenches were using digital tire gauges.  The two mostly commonly used were the SKS Airchecker and a model by Topeak.  The Topeak model consistently garnered complaints about causing air to bleed from the tire, so I ordered the SKS device pictured above. At $25, I figured it was worth a try.

I’ve been using the Airchecker for two weeks now and I can say that it is serviceable. I won’t go any higher on the rating scale because it could be better. Most of the negative reviews on the Airchecker say that it is fussy. If you don’t put it on exactly “right” it will produce a nonsensical reading. I concur.

The first three times I used it, I got ridiculous readings of 8 psi, 57 psi and 37 psi on a tire that was mostly inflated (my thumb test suggested it was at 55 psi, while the analog gauge read 60 psi.). I very nearly packaged it up and sent it back, but instead decided to hang onto it for awhile. Here’s what I learned:

  • You must hold the valve stem steady with one hand and slide the gauge on with the other. See picture below.
  • For Presta valves, do not unscrew the valve all the way. I found unscrewing about 90% of the way works best. Going all the way seems to provoke crazy readings…maybe the gauge cannot engage the valve properly with the nub fully unscrewed
  • Put it on deliberately. Hold the valve and firmly affix the gauge and push it onto the valve in one motion. When you hear the beep, remove it and read the number. No beep means it did not take a reading.
  • If your Presta valve core is even slightly bent, it will leak a little air and mess up the reading
  • If you hear air leaking, expect the reading to be wonky
  • Evaluate the reading with your common sense

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The last item seems to be most important from a practical standpoint. You should know what your tires feel like within a couple of pounds. The Airchecker ain’t perfect but it works if you have patience and can be methodical. If your fingers tell you that your tire is mostly at the correct pressure and the gauge tells you something completely different, you have a choice to make:

  1. Go riding
  2. Spend the rest of the day taking serial measurements, create a log and complain to the manufacturer

I’d go with Choice #1. The Airchecker takes some practice. More practice than it should, really. I cannot understand why it’s so difficult to make a good digital gauge; in other words, one with the head of that analog model and the digital guts of the Airchecker. Maybe the folks at DARPA could get on this mission for us! But seriously, it takes some practice, but don’t expect to get it perfect the first couple of times you use it. And don’t spend the whole day fussing with it if you get frustrated because you’ll only get more frustrated. Ask me how I know.

After a few sessions of using the Airchecker, I’m reasonably confident that it gives accurate readings as long as you get it on and off the valve without leaking any air. I’m cognizant that my complaints might be entirely related to the Presta valves on my tires, but the complaints pop up from time to time on bike forums and Amazon so I’m not the only one with these observations.

“So what!” you say, “who cares about a 4 or 5 PSI difference?” You should. A few pounds in either direction can make the difference between a supple tire and comfy ride, or needless pinch flats because you under-inflated the tire. Whether you choose analog or digital, get a tire pressure gauge and use it.

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Grey and Cloudy

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Life has been a little gloomy lately. Two people in my life were recently diagnosed with brain tumors. One of them passed a couple of days ago, just a year after the initial diagnosis. Both of them are mothers of grown children.

My own kids have been sick lately, but with the ordinary maladies of childhood. Nothing serious. And, of course, when your kids get sick, so do you. I’m nursing a wicked ear infection.

Life can get pretty grey, like there are clouds following you around. Illness, work stress, household disorder, hectic schedules etcetera. But none of this is cancer. It’s important to keep your shit in perspective. Your bad day is nowhere near as bad as someone else’s. Lost your wallet at the market….how about those Nigerian mothers who lost their daughters?! It’s all about perspective.

This afternoon I took my son for a bike ride. The bike helps me maintain perspective. I get to focus on simple things like breathing, and listening and seeing. And the simple pleasure of hearing the little man whoop and cheer as we rode along. Forty minutes on the bike with my son cleared the clouds and made me appreciate how much I have and how precious life is.

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Inhospitable

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I commuted to work yesterday after a 3 week hiatus from serious riding brought on by downright inhospitable weather in the Northeast. My last recollection of so much snow in one season is 1993, but maybe my memory is influenced by other events that year; either way, there’s an awful lot of snow on the ground in New York.

The snow, by itself, is not a major concern in terms of bike commuting. My bike has fenders and I have knobby tires for it. The cold weather doesn’t scare me, nor does leaving the house in darkness. I worry a little about black ice, which is nearly impossible to see in darkness but that is not what has kept me off the roads lately.

Two things have confined my rides to short ’round the neighborhood jaunts. First of all, the roads in New York are absolutely trashed with pot holes. Most of the roads on my usual routes look like they’ve been shelled by artillery fire. I cannot understand why NY roads literally fall apart in the winter while roads in other Northeast states seem to survive much better. My commute involves a few major roads and crossing through the entrance ramps for two major parkways. The route is tolerable but it’s certainly not something you’d design into a weekend club ride or brevet. Busy, disintegrating roads don’t make for a pleasant ride particularly in the dark.

Oh how I yearn for some of the commutes that I see on Instagram, where people get to ride through the woods and over covered bridges!

The second reason I’ve been staying inside is……New York drivers. Take the crappy, busy roads mentioned above and add drivers who cannot control the speed or direction of their car in the snow and you have the necessary ingredients for getting run over. No amount of reflective gear or lighting will protect you when a car is sliding sideways toward you because the driver lost control on an uneven, icy surface.

The weather yesterday was nearly ideal for commuting, with the exception of the giant snow mounds intruding on the shoulder of the roads. It was 44 degrees when I left work at 6pm; the warmest it’s been since the end of January. It felt good to get the heart and lungs working again. There’s another polar vortex threatening the Northeast for next week. I only hope it will not bring more snow. I cannot bear to be off the bike for weeks in a row. It’s not good for my fitness or mental health.

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