Rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated
Okay, okay, it’s been a whole month and I haven’t posted a single thing on this blog. I’m feeling guilty enough, don’t rub it in! But with some longer spells of fine weather I’ve been riding more and really getting a kick out of feeling a bit fitter. You know you’re fitter when you get to the top of your nemesis-hill (we all have one) and your tongue is still in your mouth, not on the top-tube. There’s been no epic rides, just the usual work commutes, neighbourhood errand-running and some two-wheeled exploring while my boys are rowing. I’ve usually got my camera with me so here’s some highlights from the past few months of pedaling:
Bike to the Future Protest Ride
This wasn’t so much a protest as a gentle reminder to the-powers-that-be that the proposed separated cycle lanes on K-Road should happen sooner, rather than later, and not be watered-down to a line of paint on the road. The energetic young minds at Generation Zero used the wonders of social media to gather together 400-500 cyclists and we cruised down Ponsonby and Karangahape roads on an overcast Saturday morning in that state of excitement only a group bike ride generates. Actually “cyclists” is probably the wrong term, we were just “people riding bicycles”. There was a marvelous cross-section of Aucklanders there, all shapes and sizes, all ages, and every weird and wonderful bicycle you could imagine. As Crash of Pickled Pedallers pointed out it was great to see young children riding down city streets in perfect safety – “safety in numbers”. That’s a glimpse of the future right there, but we’ve got to fight for it!
Coastal Riding on the Fat-Bike
With big brands like Specialized, Trek and Kona (finally) getting in on the fat-bike act, it won’t be long before our beaches are crawling with the things. In the meantime I’ve got the coast to myself and I’m enjoying the solitude. Company would be nice though, get down to Echelon Cyclery in Barrys Point Rd, pick-up a FatBoy, then we can ride together!
Commuting to Work
Most of my riding is simply getting to work and back, I love it, I really do. Those crisp early mornings and inky-black night rides are often the highlight of my day, it’s certainly not the eight hours in-between! In a staff of eighty-five there’s only two of us that bike to work. That’s a sad statistic, but probably an accurate reflection of cycling percentages in the workforce. I know I go on and on about them, but I love my MonkeyLights (LED wheel-lights). I feel so safe with that pulsating light-show going mental inside my wheels and a beautiful wash of colour spills onto the road around me. So much fun too, exercise, art, safety and transport all rolled into one. Much like fat-bikes, I sometimes wonder why I seem to be the only one who’s so enchanted by the things?
Exploring Further Afield
I sometimes take a bike when I dump my kids at Hobsonville Point for rowing training. If you have to get up at 5.00am in the weekend you might as well make the most of it. I usually ride west, through the coastal suburbs, past the marina, until I get to that wonderful yellow bridge crossing the motorway to Westgate. Not far from there you can pedal through the Manutewhau Reserve to Moire Park. Moire Park is a hidden gem, there’s some beautiful little trails in there – you could be in the middle of nowhere!
Phew, there’s a month full of posts right there! Keep the rubber-side down – Antoine.