Xtracycle Build Pt5

Xtra-Fun

I finished up the Xtracycle build a few months ago, sorry about the delay in this final build post.

I swapped out my canti breaks for V-breaks. I really prefer the V-breaks – the canti’s were hard to adjust and were starting to become a real pain, but the “V’s” are a pleasure and have great stopping power. I’ve listed my setup for the Xtra below.

Xtra-Set

• 1990 Trek 520 [Trek's touring bike]
• 700c Xtracycle FreeRadical
• Shimano Deore V-brakes
• Tektro Road V-brake levers [curved and comfy handle, great for the Moustache bar]
  
• Nitto Moustache bar
• Cork Handlebar tape [tan with Bullseye amber shellac]
• Hemp Twine [wherever I felt like putting it, so OCD]
• Old Shimano Deore DX Triple Cranks and Derailleurs [drive train]
• Shimano Bar-End Shifters [don't leave home without'm]
• Grip King pedals [the most comfy/stable pedal I've pushed]
• Brooks Saddle
• Bontrager Hardcase tires [BUT I want Pasela TOUR GUARDS]
• Velo-Orange 45mm smooth fenders
• Velo-Orange Retro WB Cage [mounted on handle bar for coffee]
• VO Handlebar to Water Bottle Cage Mount
• Low Down Type 1 Light Mount
• Blaze™ one-watt LED Headlight
• SuperFlash tail light
• Nitto M12 Front Rack
• Wicker Bike Basket

That’s my set-up and I’m stickin’ to it. As soon as the Xtra was complete it was pressed into daily use. I loved using it for my commute because the bags are so cavernous. Laptop, books/files, clothes, lunch and any other incidentals just get dumped in and I’m out the door. This was one of the main reasons I wanted the Xtra. I was tired of trying to find the space for the things I needed to take on the bike. I was equally tired of the time it took to carefully organise everything in the bags so it would all fit. I really love the “dump factor” that came with the Xtra. It’s never full. There is always room to stop by the grocery store (or anywhere else) on my way home instead of heading to the house to drop off my commute stuff first.

We did all the usual Xtra stuff right off the bat; bargain “curb side” shopping, brought home the Christmas Tree, loaded it down with $200 + in groceries, etc… whatever came up we had the Xtra. My daughter started taking the Xtra to the library [never enough books] and we were jumping on it for just about any reason.

I have to admit that as Spring crept in I started riding my other bikes more. Long country rambles, brevets, and quick lite-load commutes saw me reaching for the lighter bikes. Now the Xtra has become just what it was intended to be. My cargo bike – “the truck” fun to ride and endlessly useful. It’s the easy choice when I’m headed out the door with an armful of stuff.

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Guest Speaker…

I often refer to my DH… [dear husband] on my blog and as we were out riding this weekend I formed the idea of having him make a guest appearance here:

The original goal  was a 200k out of Santee State Park

My wife and I planned to use a friends cue sheet for a 200k on the 21st of February 2009.  We had the bikes loaded and were aiming for the local Starbucks by 8 am.  It took us about 90 minutes to get to the park and by the time we actually began our trek it was 9:30 am.  My mind auto-calculated that it would be just a few hours before midnight  before we would see this park again.

I am not as accustomed to cycling as my wife is so for me a big ride is anything over 40 miles.  This ride was to be 125 miles and adding darkness to the equation began the head games I often face on long rides.  As with many things in life, I like to know when I will be done, how much is mine and whether or not I can make it.  The fact is that I can make any ride but the unknowns can make the first half of the trip as much of a drag as low tire pressure or a rubbing wheel.

I took my first Hammer Gel at the parks entrance, only 2.2 miles into the day.  I also took my second stretch there too.  I adjusted my seat height and my third stretching session at less than 4.7 miles cumulative.  It was probably about this time that my wife realized that she was not going to be completing her second 200k today.  One more seat adjustment and the fourth stretch was in the bag by about 10 miles.  I was still not warmed up to anything.

According to the cue sheet there were four stores on our route, these to me were and always are like Mecca.  My mind is is always focused on the next store for the first half of any bike trip.  We wound through a little town which could not support a coffee machine and then pushed on to the first official “store” on the route and it was a doozy.  It had a McDonalds and a convenience store.  We sat down and had a meal and filled our water bottles and pouches with road snacks.

With 17 miles, a meal and a fresh coffee under my belt I was ready to just ride.  We enjoyed the farms, swamps, quiet roads and scenery for the next 20 miles.  It was slightly after noon by this time and my wife graciously began to map out a shorter route.  I did not want to be the kill joy and mention that we would be on this trip into the night, but my heart was grateful that she could read my mind.  It took a while but we whacked off a large loop and re-embarked on our abbreviated tour.

Now knowing that our trip was within my abilities I was able to enjoy the ride both physically and mentally.  It’s funny, I remember more details on the first leg of our journey than the second.  However, the entire trip was very enjoyable and I re-learned a couple of things I had forgotten.  I stayed in my second chain ring on my front sprocket the whole day.  This caused me to have a much faster cadence than my wife.  I also realized the importance of posture, wind resistance and stretching on a daily basis.

The sun was at the horizon as we wheeled into the park again.  We had only logged 68 miles but having to drive 90 minutes each way it made for a full day.  Krystal and I walked the pier on Lake Marion before we called it a day.The Santee ride was very enjoyable for a February day.  It was Sunny and 61 with alternating 10 mile an hour head and tailwinds.  I am looking forward to our next ride; both for the exercise and the great company.

Her Morning Elegance

I thought this was great…

Somewhere in there they even ride a bike.

200k – Yeah baby yeah

So Saturday I completed my first Brevet. It was in Augusta with the Audax Atlanta Randonneurs. I had a great time and after last years 200k – I can say I came out of this one feeling a lot better about myself. What a great group of riders they have in Ga.

• 126.19 miles
• 09:08 ride time
• 13.79 Average Speed
• 35.02 Max Speed

I couldn’t be happier about the way this ride turned out.

Total Spam…

Saw this on the Rando List and it made me laugh…

Cyclists are the biggest sandbaggers

…and secret trainers around.
They’ll say anything to
soften you up for the kill. Don’t let this happen to you.
Study this handy rider’s phrasebook
to find out what they really mean when they say:

“I’m out of shape”

Translation: I ride 400 miles a week and haven’t missed a day since the Ford administration.
I replace my 11-tooth cog more often than you wash your shorts.
My body fat percentage is lower than your mortgage rate.

“I’m not into competition. I’m just riding to stay in shape”

Translation: I will attack until you collapse in the gutter, babbling and whimpering.
I will win the line sprint if I have to force you into oncoming traffic.
I will crest this hill first if I have to grab your seat post and spray energy drink in your eyes.

“I’m on my beater bike”

Translation: I had this baby custom-made in Tuscany using composites blessed by the Pope.
I took it to a wind tunnel and it disappeared.
It weighs less than a fart and costs more than a divorce.

“It’s not that hilly”

Translation: This climb lasts longer than a presidential campaign.
Be careful on the steep sections or you’ll fall over — backward.
You have a 39×23 low gear? Here’s the name of my knee surgeon.

“This is a no-drop ride”

Translation: I’ll need an article of your clothing for the search-and-rescue dogs.

“It’s not that far”

Translation: Bring your passport