Month: October 2009

What began as an alternate route last week, is now my primary route.  This route is lower-traffic, lower-speed, and avoids the IN62-I265 interchange that I loathe.  I avoided this route before due to lack of shoulders, but I’m more comfortable taking the lane when necessary now.

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I didn’t ride at all yesterday due to oversleeping, and not feeling well.  I did go to work, but I drove the truck.  I hate paying for parking.

To make up for it, I rode the full commute today, even with the sketchy weather forecast.  I’ll get back to the weather….

The Crash

I rode my alternate route again, which I really like.  There was a bit of a headwind most of the way in to work this morning, but I was enjoying the nicer weather and the nicer route.

Near this intersection, traffic was heavy, there was an upcoming right-turn lane, and some very rough pavement.  I was so busy checking traffic to move left and get out of what would become the right-turn lane, that I didn’t notice the rough pavement.

One moment I was looking behind me for traffic.  The next moment I was sliding on my back across the road, watching the car behind me come to a stop.  The driver of the car got out, and asked if I was alright as I pulled myself up.  Noting no real injury, just a couple of scrapes and a sore wrist, I said, “Thanks, I’m fine”.  I picked up my bike and attempted to walk it off the road.

It was then I noticed the handlebars were completely askew.  A closer look revealed my right bar-end was broken, and the bars had also rotated forward.  My handlebar mirror had also cracked, but my helmet mirror was fine.

Luckily the bike had fallen to the right, as the left pannier had my laptop in it.  The laptop was undamaged.

I was able to straighten the bars and continue on to work.

During a break at work I rode down to Bike Couriers to have them look at the bike and install new bar-ends.  The mechanic re-adjusted the bars properly, and installed the bar-ends, and I returned to work.

More Damage

I left work in the afternoon and was headed home.  I didn’t make it far when my left pannier (with the laptop!)  caught in the wheel and destroyed the rear fender.  Although the pannier fell in the road the laptop came away unscathed.

The rear fender had folded back on itself, and I thought it would be salvageable.  I got out my tools and removed the rack.  The mounting hardware was ripped completely off of the fender, so I no longer have a rear fender.

I took a closer look at the pannier that fell off, and the clips that hold it to the rack are bent up badly (probably from the crash in the morning).  I was able to get it to stay securely by moving it to the right side of the bike (the wrong side).

The Weather

I was expecting a cool morning commute with a headwind, and mother nature did not disappoint.  I was dressed properly, and slogged through the headwind.

I expected slightly warmer temperatures and rain for the afternoon commute and a tailwind.  I got the tailwind, but the forecast was wrong on every other count.  It actually exceeded 80 degrees this afternoon.  When I left work it was only overcast.  I was wearing cycling tights and a long-sleeve thermal compression shirt.  It was a bit warm for that.

I would have made it home in record time had it no been for the fender incident.  My bike computer showed 61 minutes of riding time, but clock time was over 90 minutes.  On the 2nd Street Bridge, I was approaching the 35 MPH speed limit on the second half of the bridge.  Cars were still passing me.  During much of my commute home my speed was above 20 MPH.  Having a strong tailwind is like having an electric motor helping you along.

Previous Incidents

This is the third set of fenders I’ve been through on that bike.  I’ve destroyed several wheels.  I replaced the chain and cassette on my recumbent (just wore the darn thing out!).  The gravel ride I did in July went through three tubes, and caused me to replace tires.  I’m doing another gravel ride on Sunday.

I’ve crashed twice before todays incident, not counting the many times when I was a kid.  I crashed on my recumbent earlier this year, which led to me sliding across the road on my butt.  No real injury then either, just a little sore.  There were some minor scuffs on the bike.  I had fallen on gravel during a low-speed turn once on Nermal before, but there was no injury, and no damage.

Today’s incident was the first time I crashed in traffic.  It was surreal to have a view of moving cars from ground level, especially while I was still sliding along the road.  I’m glad I wasn’t hurt, and I’ll be paying closer attention to rough pavement.

I rode another alternate commute route on Monday that I found on Sunday.  I haven’t decided if I like it more than my normal route.  It is definitely lower-speed traffic, but it’s narrow two-lane roads with blind hills and no shoulder.

Today (Tuesday), I only rode a partial commute, as I had tired legs.  I only ran into some light rain.  I will ride at least part of the way everyday this week, as I don’t want to pay for parking.  I’m planning on a partial-commute again tomorrow.

On Sunday, I’m meeting up for an RCCS ride.  Check out that link, and see if you’d be interested in coming to a hilly, gravel ride.

If I can squeeze in a ride on Saturday, then I’ll have ridden for seven days straight.

I wanted a to spend some time on the bike today.  Tim agreed to meet me for a ride after watching the USGP Derby City Cup on River Rd.

I rode from home in Charlestown toward Louisville, but I didn’t want to take my normal commute route, so I just headed out without a plan, but with my GPS.  It was a longer, hillier, and more scenic route.

When I got to the Second St. Bridge to cross into Kentucky, the bridge was closed for a charity walk.  There were thousands of people walking on the bridge.  There were no alternate routes, so I walked my bike with them across the bridge.

When I arrived at the race, the women were racing.  After a while the “Elite Men” class began the race.  A ‘cross race is all about mud.  (There used to be pictures in here, but they’re gone)

After watching the last race, Tim and headed out for a ride, then parted ways downtown.  I enjoyed the urban portion of my ride also.

I headed back into Indiana where I had a quick (and greasy) meal, and meandered back north toward home.

I took a different route home, but still stayed on roads that were considered rural not long ago, but have since had many subdivisions spring up, which adds to the traffic.  It was dark as I neared Charlestown, but my lights work well.

I got home with another 53 miles under my belt.  I also think I have a new route for my commute.  It adds a few miles and some hills, but should be much more pleasant.  We’ll see what traffic is like on on Monday morning as compared to a Sunday evening.