Monday, October 17, 2016

Coffeeneuring #2... Breaking rule 11

"Earth Rule. There are no geographic limitations to the Coffeeneuring Challenge, except that you must coffeeneur on planet Earth."

Ha! Rules, schmules! We're going to Mars!

Sunday, October 9, 2016

Coffeeneuring 2016 Kickoff

It's Coffeeneuring time!

Emma and Q organized another kickoff gathering for all the Pittsburgh peeps to celebrate all things bikes and coffee and the out-of-doors.
The weather cooperated this year and they held it in Frick Park. I was completely unfamiliar with Frick and Marko had only ridden through once before. We found it with precise directions to the shelter.
We arrived a bit late, which is unlike us, but thankfully there were still goodies that other folks had brought. Oh my the apple fritters were delicious, I love love love hot apples of all varieties: pie, fritters, dumplings, strudel... DROOL.
It was well attended, 20 total.

Here's some photos!

I love this sticker on Emma's bike.

Cheers to Emma and Q!
We found these posters plastered near Heinz Field not too long ago and feel compelled to share because I agree. Wholeheartedly.

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Blood on PennDot's hands

Another death of a cyclist, another memorial ride. This ride presented itself as more of a protest ride. The cycling community voiced itself early in the planning stages of the 4-year rehab project on the stretch of road Dennis Flanagan died on: West Carson St. We begged for traffic calming, bike lanes, shared-use sidewalks, something to reduce deaths. What we got was a 'Share the Road' sign, wide lanes that encourage speeding and a beg button to cross that takes nearly TWO FULL MINUTES (1:49) to activate a walk signal. Gee, thanks PennDot. After the construction was finished and West-Carson reopened and just a few days later, there's already a fatality.

Over 200 people showed up to ride, remember and protest.

Haley Nelson/Post-Gazette

Colin Deppen/Patriot-News
I'm not overly optimistic that the bureaucrats at PennDot will suddenly start listening.

Monday, September 5, 2016


Thanks to a fire ignited by construction on the Liberty Bridge mayhem ensued with motor traffic trying to get to and  from the South Hills. The bridge was forced to be shut down due to the fire damage.

We witnessed the fire first hand while riding from work to a doctor's appointment:

We later learned that the bridge was 'minutes from collapse'. Wow.

Hearing that Vannevar wanted to ride through the Liberty tunnels while they were closed to motor vehicles, we jumped at the chance. How often does an opportunity like this pop up?

And so, we did.

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Autonomous cars, Try-a-Bike and F-- Cancer

Uber has headquartered it's fleet of self-driving cars here in Pittsburgh. They test them out on our streets and on a specially built track in Hazelwood. We feverishly gawked at them when they first appeared but now we see them so often that they get not much more than a second glance. They do well with passing cyclists, they obey the speed limit and they don't yell at us (unlike the 'human' Uber drivers). Later this month they go live with picking up passengers.

I, for one, welcome our new Robotic Vehicular Overlords.


Try-a-Bike! I love this event.

I rode several recumbents, e-bikes (Oh my, they're fun.) and straddled several other bikes I simply couldn't manage to get going on due to my height or lack of balance.

This one's too tall

This one's too squirrely.
This one's juuusssst right.

Fellow cyclist and Georger, Dwayne rolled into town from Brooklyn for a stop on his ballpark tour so we met with him at our new favorite cyclist haunt: East End Brewing taproom. We had a drink while we caught up. I loved his choice of shirt.

If you're not familiar with DeadPool, he's a surly, foul-mouthed (lovable, IMHO) superhero who earned his powers after undergoing a horrific cancer 'treatment'.

In this video, he'll casually explain to the men-folk how to check for testicular cancer.

I'm starting to feel like a normal human being again, my eyebrows and eyelashes have returned, my toenails and fingernails are growing back in (yes, they can fall out too), my radiation burns are healing nicely.
Yeah, FU cancer.

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

The non-stolen stolen bike

This was posted on our local Bike message boards. Wow, stolen Rivendell? How can you miss that?
Sure enough, two weekends later... we spot it on our street at the annual Arts Festival. I called the and left a voicemail with the owner and then we ran into Tricia and Jonathan while we were deciding whether or not to u-lock it and ask the Sheriffs working the festival to lend some muscle.
While Marko went back to the apartment to grab a u-lock and Jonathan went to talk to the Sheriffs, the owner returned wearing a Rivendell cycling cap. It turns out he'd recovered it the weekend prior, ditched at a CMU frat house.
He was grateful.

Tuesday, July 5, 2016

The spoiled bike commuter

The management at the building I work at is quite bike-friendly. They recently re-arranged the loading dock area where the indoor bike parking is located.
The entire area's floor got a nice new paint job, more lighting, new walls and even a bike rack to hang the lesser-used bikes. What was once a grungy, dark, dusty area is now a plush (by bike-storage standards) bike parking paradise. Hey, I was delighted to have my grungy toaster rack and indoor parking, this new area is opulence.

I just need a fix-it station and this would be the Taj Mahal of bike parking!