He’s Not Biking, But He’s Using a BOB Trailer

The weather was perfect in South Florida back in March of 2005, so I headed out for the Lake Okeechobee Scenic Trail (LOST). (Temps were 63 to 74, but the weatherman lied about 5 mph winds, decreasing to calm. They were really 5 to 7, increasing to 7 to 10, by my wind gauge.)
Steve Fugate repacks his modified BOB trailer
About eight miles into my ride, I saw something breaking the horizon. I figured it was another biker or hiker, but we didn't seem to be closing as quickly as I would have thought.

When I got closer, I didn't see a bike, but there was some kind of contraption on the ground and colorful stuff scattered all over the trail. Looked kind of like a rag bag had vomited its contents. The guy was busy stuffing the bits and pieces into waterproof bags.

Turns out I'd run into Steve Fugate from Vero Beach, who was on the last legs of his marathon hike around the country. Continue reading “He’s Not Biking, But He’s Using a BOB Trailer”

OK, I feel insignificant

I posted earlier about the East to West Coast (of FL) ride my kid and I did at the end of 2007. The total distance was about 180 miles over three days. (OK, we cheated a bit, too. When we got to the urban riding portion of the trip, we bailed. After all, cars and congestion are the same on either coast.)

Then I read Alan Snel’s account of riding from the East Coast to the West Coast, 170 miles, in ONE day.

A tip of my magic foam hat to him and his support crew.

He elected to ride SR 60 across the state. It’s been about 20 years since I went across that way, so I’m assuming that the road is a lot better than it used to be.

In the old days, you could always count on hitting rain just about the time you were getting to phosphate country and the roads would have deep depressions where the heavy truck traffic had washboarded it. Those ruts would fill up with water and make it hydroplane city. If you got there just as the rain was starting, you’d find the phosphate dust would turn the road into a skating rink. The road spray would coat your windshield with a white film that you couldn’t wash off with windshield washers.

Whew! Brings back a lot of bad memories.

Read more about Alan’s The Ocean2Gulf Bill Fox Memorial Bicycle Ride.

Phillip’s Triple-Trailer Bike: Headed to Chicago

Triple Bike Trailer

Phillip, Taking a Break in the Shade on His Way to ChicagoPhillip is headed to Chicago this summer to visit family. Phillip has 1,300 miles or so to go… On a bicycle… Pulling three fully-loaded trailers.

When I saw him sitting in the shade at the side of the road this morning, I had to stop and chat. I'm used to pulling my son around in a bike trailer. All told, him (42 pounds), his toys and his trailer (31 pounds) weigh in at 80-85 pounds. Phillip's convoy is every bit of 300 pounds.

Phillip doesn't know when he'll get to Chicago. He has done the round trip before but didn't keep track of the days, his peak wattage or calories burned. He rides without a GPS.

I wish I had more time to chat but I was running late for work. Below are some pictures. If anyone between Palm Beach County and Chicago, Illinios happens to see Phillip, please post an update to the comments below. I'd love to know what sort of progress he is making.

—Matt
(more photos of Phillip's Bike below)
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Kudos to the Local Palm Beach Bike Shops

I’ve been borrowing my dad’s Trek Hybrid for nearly two years, and my wife has been borrowing my mom’s Trek Hybrid for about six months. Friends and family members have been getting together nearly every weekend to do a 30 mile or so ride. My wife and I decided that it was time to look into our own bikes.

So, the search started. I checked the Internet for bikes. First thing to decide was whether I needed a road bike or a triathlon bike. Then, did I need a new bike or could I get away with a used bike? Next, was the difference between a $600 and a $900 bike really worth it? Shimano 105 or Ultegra? Wow, was my head spinning!

My dad talked me into seeing Phil Elliott at the local bicycle shop (Palm Beach Bicycle Trail Shop / 561-659-4583). A friend of my dad’s recently “got a hell of a deal on a used full carbon Trek” there.

“Geez…. One more decision to make: regular or full carbon”, I thought. So, I decided to head over to see Phil so that I could get myself straightened out.

Phil started to ask questions about how often I rode, how far we usually went and what I wanted to spend. I told him that I rode about twice a week, 50 miles total (soon to be more) and that I wanted to spend about $600. He suggested that I take a look at a new Trek 1.2 or a used Trek 2.1. The Trek 2.1 was a little more expensive than what I wanted to spend, but the components and the fact that it has a carbon seat stay would make it stand out. Also, since it was used, it could be had at a fraction of the retail price.

He told me to come back the next day and he would have it checked out and ready for me to demo. He let me demo the bike for a week. Wow! What a difference from what I was riding! I returned it and began to wonder if I could find a better deal somewhere else. Although, I did feel bad checking the prices when Phil had invested his time, I just wanted to make sure.

I went home and began to search the Internet for used Trek 2.1s and found a couple. But, my dad pointed out that I should buy it locally so that I would get the perks that come along with doing business with a local shop. The next day, I decided to visit another Trek dealer to compare. I headed over to see Mike Ellner from Cycle Science (561-627-2354) and explained the deal that I was about to do with Phil from Palm Beach Bicycle Trail Shop.

He looked through his inventory and found a used Trek 5200 full carbon. It was a 2001 model and had obviously been ridden, but did look solid and came with Durace and Ultegra components. I lifted it up and man was it light! I told him to give me his best deal, because I was just about to go back and see Phil. He gave me a number that put it in-line with the 2.1 I had already been demoing, and told me to come back the following day and he would have it checked out and ready for me to ride.

The first thing I noticed when I jumped on the bike for the first ride was the ease at which it shifted. The upgrade in components, even with them being years old, really made a difference. I really didn’t notice a big difference in the ride other than the components, though.

I took the 5200 from Cycle Science to Palm Beach Bicycle Trail Shop the following Saturday. I knew that there was a fine line between asking for Phil’s opinion and rubbing a sweet deal in his face, so I tactfully approached him. I told Phil about the price, what Mike was willing to offer and how much difference I noticed in the components. He looked at me and said “buy it.”

Carly checks out Trek 1.2 WSD from Palm Beach Bicycle Trail Shop

I really feel bad that I didn’t get to give Phil the business, but I do have to say that I can trust nearly anything that he tells me from this point on.

I did end up giving him business, though. My wife purchased a brand new, Trek 1.2 WSD from him. And, I’ve told anyone who will listen what a great shop he runs. If you are in Palm Beach County and want an honest deal, go see him.

Palm Beach Bicycle Trail Shop

233 Sunrise Avenue ~ Palm Beach, Florida 33480
561.659.4583 ~ Fax 561.659.0445

–Adam

Ride of Silence – A Minority Opinion (Maybe)

I’ve debated for a couple of weeks whether or not to make this post, because it’s likely to be about as popular as kicking a puppy.

I’ve ridden my third – and last – Ride of Silence.

When I realized that it was getting to be that time of year, I turned to the Ride of Silence web page to find a local ride, which turned out to be an eight-mile loop in Palm Beach Gardens, FL. That seemed a little short, but it was convenient for my son, who could ride from home, and for my daughter-in-law, who was on the way. I added two coworkers to our band.

Palm Beach Gardens Ride of Silence start

It was a much smaller group than I found in Boca Raton, FL, in 2006 and 2007, but, a ride is a ride. Riders ranged from young to old and were astride everything from beater bikes with rusty chains to light-weight carbon babies that cost more than three times my first car.

We started off with police motorcycle escorts fore and aft, despite that we were doing a loop in a mostly gated residential community.

PBG Ride of Silence early section

After the roll-out, the group was cruising at 10 to 12 miles per hour for the first 10 or 15 minutes while everyone got sorted out.

At the 20-minute mark, though, the pack started tightening up when the speed dropped to 6 MPH. Riders started weaving into each other.

Shortly after making a turn, my cyclometer showed that my speed had dropped to 4.6 mph (confirmed later by looking at my GPS track) and I unclipped several times thinking I was going to havePBG Ride of Silence pack tightens up to come to a complete stop.

I had riders on all four sides and we were were coming close to touching wheels as we tried to maintain our balance. I don’t like riding close to folks I KNOW and I didn’t know these folks. I pulled up next to one of my coworkers and said, quietly, “This is too dangerous for me. I’m abandoning the ride.” [If the picture doesn’t look like we’re too close, you’re right. It was the last time we were still riding fast enough to safely hold a camera.]

I sprinted away from the group (if you would qualify 14-18 mph as a “sprint.”

When I passed the lead motorcycle cop, I said, “This is too slow. It’s dangerous back there.

“I know,” he said. Continue reading “Ride of Silence – A Minority Opinion (Maybe)”