Author: The Brompton Diarist

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Events

Tweed Ride Philadelphia 2012

It looked as if  Tweed Ride 2012 might not happen:  A call went out in the summer for volunteers to run it, nothing was ever posted on what had been, in previous years, the Tweed Ride web page.

The Ride finally surfaced on Facebook, but the location and time weren’t posted until barely a week before the event.  Nonetheless, a large group of lads, lassies, and cycles turned up for this leisurely and thoroughly enjoyable event.

Seeing so much wool in one place just makes the heart sing.

Lots of chatting before the ride:

However, there was more to enjoy than sartorial splendor. Arriving early for registration meant having time to scope out the wheels. Tandems, for example, like this Sting Ray version:

There was an amusing triple:

Although I didn’t see it in action, someone brought a recumbent with a wind fairing:

I spotted three folders, including Basil:

This Tern D8:

And this Moulton:

The Bicycle Chef and I struck a conversation about her amazingly suitable, practically tweed, helmet (a rare Giro)

and ended enjoying a most pleasurable ride together.

Accessory spotting was just as much fun as the other visual treats.  I loved this lassies’ outfit, and was very amused to see that her tweed bag was a Keen:

Like her outfit, the bag combines a nod to vintage, while remaining completely contemporary.  Neat trick!

 

 

 

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Gear

A Different Kind of Folder

Another cyclist was out on an unusual vehicle while Basil and I were riding on the Erie Canal towpath.

It’s an ICE HD Adventure FS — about 37 pounds (17 kilograms, more or less).  It folds in the middle; That’s a joint, and lever, below.

The cyclist says it is no problem to fold and load solo into her vehicle.

Like a Brompton, these can to be customized according to the owner’s preferences.  This cyclist wasn’t taken by the twisting action required to change gears, so she added flip levers to her ICE instead of the twist grips.

Here’s another view.  (You can see Basil in the background.  He looks positively diminutive by comparison.)

The ICE, and cyclist, were whipping along the towpath with ease.  A third cyclist stopped when he saw two cycles stopped on the trail, fearing that one of us had had a breakdown.  He was riding a mountain bike with fat tires — probably an excellent machine with which to tackle the towpath.

After quite a pleasant chat, we all went on our respective ways.

 

 

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My Brompton Tours, Trails & Group Rides

A Week Away

Well, not a full week; more like five days.  But “nearly a week” still calls for plenty of gear in a very small car’s trunk.

Can you spot the Brompton?

This was my lengthy motor-vehicle trip with Basil, and it was stunningly easy to bring him along, even with baggage.  Whoo-hoo!

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My Brompton Tours, Trails & Group Rides

The Erie is A-Rising . . .

. . . and the gin was a-gettin’ low.  I scarcely think we’ll get a drink ’til we get to Buf-fa-lo ooo, ’til we get to Bufalo-oo.

So goes the old folk song.  (You can listen to the song, see the  lyics, and read some background here.)  I wasn’t going to Buffalo, and wasn’t thinking about gin, either, for that matter, but this repetitive tune was the meme that accompanied me while pedaling along the Erie Canal last week on my longest single ride to date on Basil — 26 miles.

It was a glorious fall day.  We started out at Lock 32:

The towpath is now used by pedestrians and cyclists much of the year, and by cross-country skiers and intrepid souls wearing snow shoes in the winter.  It’s open all year long during daylight.

The trail is flat, with a surface that varies a bit; it’s paved in places, cobbled in others, packed at points with some loose gravel– but it’s highly suitable for cycling, even on high-pressure, skinny tires.  Basil managed each surface without any difficulty at all — including flying over asphalt cracked by enterprising tree roots.

Ohhh, yeah!  Nothing says fall like gold.

Though, come to think of it, I’m pretty fond of the greys and browns, too, and the last of the greens.

I love the bridges best of all, with trees running a close second.  I was fascinated to see this one, which appears to be constructed almost identically to one just built back in my home state.

Rust is the new steel?  This is a pedestrian bridge over the canal.  It’s in Perinton, and part of the trail linkage system improvements.

One of the men working on the site saw my Brompton, and came over to chat a bit.  He recommended cycling down by the harbor in Rochester, which I’ll keep in mind.

Here’s the bridge from the other side. You can see how new the trail improvements are.

Love those bridges.

The traditional barges were long. low watercraft, of course, and the canal is so shallow that nothing with a deep draft can pass, but these bridges are built essentially at road level.  The lowest ones are lift bridges so that they can be raised to allow modern water craft to pass under without hazard.

There’s no water traffic on the Erie Canal after November 15th, and on this particular day the water was placid and mirror-like.

The canal takes a turn toward Henrietta, just past Lock 32, and looks almost lake-like at this juncture.

There are stretches along the towpath that seem almost desolate, but a sprinkling of small towns, too.  You could probably pick almost any section and spend a day cycling and dropping in at various establishments for coffee and a bite to eat.  Or, possibly, even a bit of gin to liven up your ride. Obviously, though, you don’t have to wait until spring; autumn is excuse enough.

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Tours, Trails & Group Rides

Walking From the Expo

Philadelphia is a strange city.  Though it has some virtues, I always have the feeling that the city just doesn’t quite “get it”.  Here’s a good example:

That’s the 30th Street [Transit] Station, viewed from across the river.  That incongruent thing in the background isn’t a bad photo-shop job.  It’s a building, and that’s where it sits. Really.

On the other hand,  Philadelphia is improving pedestrian/cycling trails, and this bank of the Schuylkill River is really appealing:

Cities work best when architectural offerings, even if from different eras, complement each other . .  but hey, recreational paths are timeless!

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Gear Water Bottle Sagas

Two Fish on a Brompton

OK, it’s really “TwoFish”, but it reads better that way, don’t you think?

Brompton is (theoretically) coming out with a water bottle (due at the end of last month) which will attach to the bike with a neat little magnetic clip.  The clip should have no effect on folding the Brompton, and won’t increase its folded size, either.

In the meantime, I’m making do with a TwoFish cage.

The TwoFish  is a clever, and effective, water bottle cage.  There’s a soft rubbery block that sits on the bike tubing.  No drilling, and no permanent mounting required, but the wide hook-and-loop strap still manages ti keeps the mounting block firmly in place.  If the strap is wrapped tightly enough, the cage doesn’t slip. Here it is, without the water bottle, on Basil’s handlebar stem:

Here’s an upright view of the empty cage.  The strap is quite long, so I’ve tucked the end back; that’s the lump popping up.  The cage is angled to keep it out of the way when folding the bicycle. Coincidentally, it’s also easier to grab the bottle when the cage is in this position.

I don’t use the TwoFish bottle, though I like it.  It’s quite fat — too fat for me to hold comfortably on a bike — and I find it difficult to wrestle it out of the cage.  Instead, I use a Nalgene bottle; works a treat, and has a covered, and  easily-opened, top as a bonus.

Here’s the problem:

Basil folds just fine, but the cage adds considerably to his width.  Not, ultimately, a good idea.  A bit of a pain, actually.  My money is on Brompton’s upcoming water bottle.  (Literally.) In the meantime, though, this is a workable, if not exactly desirable, solution.

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Gear

Basil’s GPS

I bought the basic Garmin cycling GPS, the Edge 200, to use on a previous cycle.  At the time I was really only interested in tracking mileage, but now I’ve begun to appreciate being able to compare and contrast other data, too, particularly elevation.

The functions are straightforward; they’re not any more complicated than this screen suggests.  The GPS records trips with no fuss; there’s a stop/resume feature that’s easy to use.  Two buttons on each side control the menus.   I can save particular routes as “courses”, if I want to, and store ride histories as I wish.   Other records include average MPH (or kmph), moving speed, elapsed time, elevation gain, calories burned, etc.  All the data can be uploaded, at no charge, to Garmin’s website, and crunched into various reports.  (You’ll also be shown a map of your route.)

The mount is sheer genius; it’s as simple as possible, and takes up minimal room on the handlebar.  The device is very secure, but easy to remove.  The mount itself doesn’t interfere with folding the Brompton; neither would the GPS, but I’m reluctant to fling it around in the same way I do Basil’s handlebar.  The 200 came with two mounts; one is still on my other bike; it’s very easy to move the GPS from one cycle to another.  Additional mounts are readily available.

It’s irrelevant to the functioning of the device, but I love the way the device feels in the hand — it’s almost like holding a favorite smooth stone.

Uploading data is easy and fast (even though I have to do it manually on my computer), and the GPS recharges efficiently through the USB port.  It’s usually charged by the time I’ve finished uploading a ride.

This turned out to be a Goldilocks GPS for me — not too much, not too little, but just right.  It’s incredibly easy to use; that matters most of all to me, since I want to be cycling, not fussing with the equipment.

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My Brompton

Afternoon Light

Late afternoon on a trail in  November:

This trail parallels a major highway, but you’d never know it, in places:

The traditional autumnal hues are almost gone from the landscape, but the afternoon sun deepens what’s left:

Lovely ride.

 

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Gear

Paraphernalia

I use a GPS, a headlight, and a mirror mounted on the handlebars of my Brompton.  As I acquired this stuff, I wondered how it would all fit when I folded my Brompton.

Well, the headlamp doesn’t — it gets removed when I fold Basil.  Ditto for the GPS, but the mounts stay on the handlebars, and the mirror is permanent.  Thanks to clever bases for the GPS and the light (and the right mirror design), it all works.  The mirror even clears the floor; all I have to do it fold it in toward the handlebar before folding Basil.

Here are close-ups of the bits and pieces.   Here’s the lamp mount (the tiny, but powerful) lamp is removed before folding:

The GPS mount:


Here’s the mirror, unfolded.  It’s a Mirrcycle Mountain Bike mirror, fitted into the handlebar end.  It rotates next to the brake lever when folded; it’s quite quick and easy to do.

The mirror just perfectly misses the ground when it and Basil are rotated into the folded position.

Basil has a bell, too, but that came integrated into his gear shifter:

There are also two hook-and-loop fasteners on the handlebars (you can see one just under the bell’s lever, above), for holding a cue sheet, but they (and their small clips) aren’t really taking up any room.  I haven’t used them yet, so they’ll be the topic of another post.  In any case, they don’t interfere with the rest of this gear, nor with the folding.

Bromptons can be purchased with an integrated headlamp, but it’s the one thing Brompton owners seem to uniformly complain about; apparently it gets knocked around too much when the bike is folded.  There are lots of choices for battery-powered, removable lights, so that’s what I went for, instead.

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My Brompton Tips

Newbie Tips and a Couple of Notes

I’d forgotten to get touch-up paint when I first collected Basil; when I returned to NYCEwheels, David, who’d been so helpful when I ordered my Brompton, and, later, during the awful non-delivery in September, checked Basil over for me, and answered a few more questions.  Here’s what the guys at the shop told me, along with a few more things I’ve learned along the way.

  • David explained most clearly that it was important not to put weight on the pedals when using the right shifter. Apparently that’s a common new-user error, and can damage the internal hub.  So,  right shifter: take weight off the pedals before moving the lever, which affects the internal gears.  The left shifter affects the external dérailleurs, and can be shifted at any time.
  • I thought learning the gearing on Basil (M6R) would be difficult, but it wasn’t. Maybe it was an advantage that I’ve never ridden a conventionally-geared bicycle?  I’d pretty much gotten it within thirty miles, and by eighty coordinating the gears was second-nature.
  • Remembering how to fold the pedal was challenging.  Alex suggested that I think of the inner creature on the folding pedal as eating the end of the pedal. Wacky, but, yes, it works! Chomp, chomp, and you’re all set. (That’s the “tail”, not the “mouth”, at the left. The “mouth” is actually missing, as is the “head”, but you get the idea.  Headless, four-limbed, creature swallows Brompton pedal.)

  •  Don’t roll your extended Brommie with the pedal folded. It’ll knock the frame, and maybe chip a bit of paint. Don’t ask me how I know.
  •   Don’t lower the seat all the way if you plan to roll your Brompton while folded; the stopper at the bottom of the seat post will drag. The fold will lock even with the seat up a fair bit.

  •  On the other hand, if you wish to brake your folded Brommie, make sure the rubber stopper hits the ground.  That should keep the bicycle from rolling.
  •  There’s a bell incorporated into the left shifter. It’s pretty loud, too!

  • There’s a nylon nub on the front wheel nut. Don’t lose it! You want it to protect the frame.  At lunch on my second day with Basil, I noticed that my inexpert folding had knocked it a bit aside. Since then, I’ve noticed that mine is cracking, and probably not long for this world.  Hmmm.  Will have to deal with this.

That’s it for the moment. It’s amazing how quickly all the “new” things become second-nature, baffling and daunting as they may seem at first.

Update: The white cap is easily replaced with a sturdier one, details here.