Monthly Archives: September 2011

Things things they carried

Day 21
10.4 miles

I’ve got things down to a science in the packing department. Here is what you’ll find on my bike during the summer months when I’m just riding around town:

I have two wrap around rubber lights (one white, one red) for the handlebar and back rack. (The dynamo charges a front light for me and my tires have reflective walls that make me visible from the side.) Two water bottle cages with two bottles of water. Panniers hanging from the back rack.

I check the weather religiously. If there is even a 10% chance of rain, I pack a jacket. No jacket if there is no precipitation in the forecast.

I pack two locks. One’s a u-lock and the other’s a heavy chain. This is by far the heaviest thing on my bicycle, but obviously totally essential. If I know I’ll be going a place where I can bring the bike inside, I just take the chain lock as back-up.

Allen wrench.

Helmet, sunglasses, sunscreen, gloves and sometimes padded bike shorts.

Cell phone, small wallet, keys, pant leg straps, bike map, sunscreen and, new addition, a hair brush.

Yes, I’ll admit, if I breakdown, I’m walking… but once I get that skillset down, I’ll add a multi-tool, tire repair kit and tubes to this list. But until I figure out how to do all that (especially daunting with my internal hub, disc brakes and dynamo living on the wheels), there’s really no point in having any of that stuff yet.

And where will I learn to do all that and more? At the Bike Depot’s Women’s Mechanic Class taking place mid-October.

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GABF en bicyclette

Day 20
10 miles

I didn’t want to schlep around too much stuff at the Great American Beer Festival, so I figured out a way to lock my locks together on the back rack, threw my pretzel necklace around my neck and set off. So many people rode down that the bike racks were overflowing and bikes lined the temporary barriers. Paranoid, as always, about leaving the bike downtown, I ventured further afield to find a permanent rack in a well-lit and -populated spot.

As for my inaugural visit to the GABF: Whoa.

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Lost among locusts

Day 19
0 miles

On Tuesday this week, a plague of locusts hit Denver. Seriously. They were hopping all over the Clear Creek and South Platte trails. I don’t have any beef with locusts myself, so I did my best to dodge them.

For those riding the Clear Creek trail from the west, pay close attention to an trail intersection that happens just outside of the scope of the Denver Bike Map, past Lowell and up around the 60s. Really easy to make the mistake of continuing forward on a path to Westminster instead of taking the right that keeps you on the Clear Creek trail heading east. Here’s what that looks like:

If this tree could talk, it would tell you to take a right


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