(Some thoughts from Bill Morelock)
As one of the bike delivery guys for Peace Coffee says, "It's not the cold, it's the snow."
This not-so-old (ice) saw, I've found, is as valid as its summertime variant.
It's the beginning of another four-month two-wheeled defiance of the elements.
Bike commuting through a Minnesota winter, though eyebrow-raising, isn't so uncommon as you might think. Riding to downtown St. Paul last week I met three bikers heading the opposite way, all bundled as I was. I call that a crowd. It's at least a quorum which blunts a bit Bob Christiansen's too-perfect retort to my too-solemn pronouncement regarding my transportation intentions Me: "Apparently I'm committed to this." Bob: "Or will be."
So, armed with wicked studded tires, masks, goggles, and enough layers to render me as mobile as the robot in "Lost in Space", I try it again. Exactly why, is a battier story than anyone probably cares to hear. I can say that once I make it to, and then from, work, the effort and the mild discormfort always confers a certain pleasure, even a meaning, that the ordinary work day only inconsistently delivers.
Wish me luck. I assure you I'm a humble bike rider, and obey the laws of the state and common sense. Since cars and trucks are very large and I am very small, my deference is worthy of a Jeeves or a Bunter. And if you're committed to this, or will be, good luck to you. For now, neither of us will know, who was that masked man/woman?
- Bill Morelock, Weekdays 7pm - 11pm
yay Bill! ...and you have twice as far to ride as I do!
Let it Snow! Let it Snow! Let it Snow!
Wow, that makes at least TWO classical music hosts who are committed year round cyclists! I'm glad the last whopper snow storm was a once in 20 year one, it really shut things down for cars and bikes as well! I cycle three miles to work which is pretty manageable except for major blizzards.
It took me 2 1/2 hours to get home to Uptown on the bus on Monday. I'm getting studded tires like you and Alison to beat the traffic!