An evening ride into the city of New Bedford. The fishing capital of the US.
Reading Chris Miller’s book about hiking the Appalachian Trail is a reminder that planning is a good thing. He had never hiked before, built a tent out of industrial plastic bags and bought new hiking boot the day he began his 1200 mile sojourn. I’m very comfortable with all the things like that for my tour. Things turned for the worse very quickly. I know my tent, how and what to pack to keep the bike from getting too heavy and stuff like that. What I am working on is the technology. It would have been very frustrating to try to work out the nuances of my gps and video equipment while working out all the other stuff during the first few days of a long bike tour.
Today’s ride takes us on the Narragansett Bay Wheelmen’s ride into Mattapoisett, Rochester, Wareham and Fairhaven. All on the south coast of Massachusetts. When we pay attention to our surroundings we get to see and experience things that unless we were on a bike, we would miss.
It was a beautiful sunny day for a bike ride. Trying a different form of blogging using video. I saw someone else do this and liked the idea.
The photos of today’s ride are HERE
The Garmin stats are HERE
Tennis anyone. Played my first tennis match last night after nearly a year off. It took a while go get my first return over the net. Actually it was midway through the first set of doubles and we got smoked, 6-1. The second set my partner and I both began to hit the ball and get in good positions. We took that one 6-3. Then my partner quit. He didn’t want to overdo on his first day out. None of the four of us broke a sweat in this game which was not much different than a game of fetch. Fetch the long shots and fetch the ball from the net. Things will get better playing twice a week.
On the bike side. I entered a route into my new Garmin Touring GPS and it did all the right things by alerting me to turns ahead of time and showing the route, turns, time, speed, and elevation. When it was time to post the ride into connect.garmin dot com, there was nothing saved. I’ll have to work on that between the tennis matches. The short 6 day tour in West Virginia and connecting to the Great Allegheny Passage near Pittsburgh is approaching quickly. Bike fitness is improving daily and although I am training alone this year, it’s still easy to stay motivated. This tour is sort of a shakedown for the long tour of the Southern Tier Bike Route that I plan to ride in October but may have to put off till next March. I have a fundraising commitment in Boulder in the middle of October and also need to be home by Thanksgiving. Those two things are what are making me think about moving the ride to March.
While researching the Southern Tier ride I found a great series of YouTube videos by a local rider and author Chris Miller who lives 30 miles or so down Rt 195 in Pawtucket R.I. He also wrote a book titled Hiking the Appalachian Trail that looks to be a hoot to read. I did order it today. He rode this route on a cheap single speed bike he purchased at WalMart, and used paperboy baskets as panniers for part of the trip. The baskets didn’t last too long and he did eventually buy a set of good panniers. His videos grow on you the more you watch. They are short 4-6 minutes each and he says tons about how his day is going.
Saturday was blustery, damp and chilly for the 10AM start to the Fairhaven Ma. Bike ride celebrating National Bike Month. I did a bit of tweaking to the route because of a late start and ended up doing 37 miles.
Sunday morning was a beautiful 70 degree, calm, sunny day for the Narragansett Bay Wheelmen ride in Westport, Ma. I chose the 25 mile option and started an hour before the official starting time in order to get home before noon.
Drive Time30 minutes from ProvidenceDescriptionThis ride is considered to be one of the club’s best, rolling down the Westport waterway to scenic Horseneck Beach.
As always. Click any photo for big. Click again for bigger.
The Day Before The Ride
After disembarking the Staten Island Ferry it was a two mile walk to Basketball City to pick up the registration package. The line was a New York City block long. It seemed most of the 32 thousand riders all came on the same bus. Since there was more than three hours remaining till the close of registration it gave me time to walk around the city. Every year I make it a point to spend time in a different part of town. In the past I have done the financial district, the Bowery, East Village and central park. This day, because I needed to stay close to the registration area, I did China Town.
There are sights and aromas in Chinatown that act as Pavlov’s bell . There were other sights that take your appetite away. One restaurant had a decent amount of people inside and a constant flow of take out customers. I decided to give it a try. Traveling is an adventure and authentic Chinese food fit the bill perfectly. I tried to tell the woman at the counter what I wanted but as often happens in Chinese restaurants, I needed to point to #2 and #26 on the menu to make her understand what I wanted. Five large pan fried pork dumplings and a bowl of white noodle soup. Utensils are stored at each table along with the sauces like soy, duck etc. My choices were chop sticks and a plastic spoon for the soup. I looked around to get a good idea of how to eat with chop sticks. In a place full of westerners struggling a little is the norm. In this place I stood out very much so. After a couple of comical attempts to eat a dumpling only to have it fall back onto the plate just as I was about to take a bite, I adapted by stabbing the dumpling with one of the sticks and holding on to the second just to make things look good. The price of this meal, 5 large dumplings and a bowl of soup? $2.25.
When I got back to the registration area the line was even longer but moved very quickly. Overall it took about an hour from the end of the line to the registration desk. No one seemed to mind the line or the chaos inside the building. It’s New York and it’s the norm. After picking up my packet I was tempted to buy a pass on the tour bus of the city but decided to walk back to the ferry and take in more of the city. As I passed the NY Supreme Court building I came upon this.
A movie called “Lucky Shoot” was filming it’s final scene on the steps of the building. “Quiet Please, no movement” is what I next heard. “Cut” I struck up a conversation with a woman holding a clip board and wearing a headset and asked what the movie was about. ” It’s an anti politic thriller” she said.
“Do you want to be an extra?”
Imaging lil ole me in an anti political movie? “Sign this form, grab a sign and follow our directions”. I told her this one was on me but next time they want me in a production it’s two million. “Agreed” she countered.
The Five Boroughs Bike Tour
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A 5AM wake up, a short drive to the Staten Island Ferry and a 20 minute crossing, all before breakfast. I was assigned to the Red group with an 8:30 start time. I arrived on site at 7:15 and began the search for a coffee shop. I spotted a Dunkin Donuts a half block ahead. If your from Massachusetts, Dunkin Donuts or the “Dunk”, or “Double D” , is the go to coffee shop. Starbucks is not even a passing thought. The problem is that DD was past the start point for the Red riders. I asked the tour Marshall to cross over into the Blue group to get a coffee. He gave me a look that said it was against the rules. I offered to lock my bike on this side, grab a coffee and return. “If I look away and you cross, who’s to know” he said. He looked away, I crossed and now found myself in the 7:30 start group with a hot cup of DD. Things were looking up. I felt a bit out of place till I spotted quite a few others with the tell tale red bike and shirt ID’s. We all had to wear Bike New York helmet covers. These were so the Marshalls could easily identify those who tried to join the ride illegally. Anyone could ride the streets with us but were not allowed to ride the bridges and roadways that were made available for bikes only for this tour.
I randomly struck up conversations during the tour and met some very interesting people One group of men were from New Jersey and ask one if they were firemen. “Cops” he said. I told him it was obvious that they were public servants. He gave me a look and I said that it was a compliment not a “diss”. I could tell they were part of a brotherhood by the way they talked to each other and that it was a 50/50 choice between police and fire. “Thanks, and good eye” he said.
We began on 6th Avenue and continued through central park. One woman was taken aback at the slow pace of the ride.
“You can finish before noon” I said to her.
“At this pace?” she responded. I told here we would cross the 6th Ave bridge into Harlem and when we come back to Manhattan things open up and you can make good time if you wish. But your on a bike, what’s the hurry? I met a group from Toronto, three guys from Los Angeles. A family from New Mexico, people from Connecticut, Maryland, Iowa and a young couple from Jackson, Wyoming. Getting things started is as easy as asking, “is this your first tour?”
The spectators were a hoot. There were people cheering us on, there were musician from gospel, to rock to jazz and random guys beating on drums. There were police on every corner in every borough but occasionally someone would try to cross a street filled with thousands of bikes. Take two steps, stop, let 20 bikes pass. Repeat a few more times to get across.
The riders were young, old and everything in between on their own style of bikes. Some fast some slow. Some paying attention, some not. I make it a point to ride in the first group with the more experienced bikers. I saw three falls and no injuries. The falls were at stops where the rider failed to unclip from his pedals and did a comical style of the slow fall over muttering a few choice words of disbelief. Oh no, not me.
The bridges and highways are always a highlight. The Verrazano is the dread of many of the bikers. It’s difficult but slow and steady gets you to top and allows the rider to fly to the end of the tour. Riding on the closed to traffic Queens/Brooklyn expressway to the Verrasano is a long wind in your face challenge. The downhill part of the bridge we were met with strong cross winds that tried to push the riders across the lanes. Lots of “whoa ha’s and braking on this final push to the finish.
This is my 7th 5 Boroughs Tour and things have improved dramatically over the years. I skipped a couple of years because of all the bottlenecks and often made my displeasure know to anyone who mentioned that ride. Two years ago they fixed things. Hearing that, three of us gave it another shot last May. They used to start all 32,000 of us at the same time, which did not work at all. My first ride, the cannon boomed to begin at 8AM and I crossed the start line at 9:50AM. Things got progressively worse annually.
Now however there is a staggered start with three manageable groups of 11,000. Keep in mind how big and wide are the streets of New York. With a couple of stops along the route, my group finished the 40 mile ride just before noon. Remember it’s not a race, but a ride, and I have to say it’s a really great way to see New York.
Saturday is check in at Basketball City on pier 36 in Manhattan. What a wild time that offers. It’s a huge bike expo with lots to do and people to meet. Saturday is also a good day to be a tourist in the city. Personally I stay away from Times Square, but if you have never been, it’s got to be on your list. Rockefeller Center is another spot for the first timer. We try to see a different part of the city on subsequent visits. East Village, The Bowery districe, Brooklyn, and so on.
If you ever want a great way to see NYC think or riding your bike with 32,000 like minded people. This is a great weekend and is a wonderful item to add to your bucket list.
The ride is so much fun and so interesting I can’t help singing it’s praises. Crossing the bridges are highlights of the ride. Here is the Wikipedia version.
The tour starts at Battery Park in Lower Manhattan and ends with a festival in Fort Wadsworth, Staten Island, (the car free route continues from Fort Wadsworth to the Staten Island ferry allowing participants to make a complete 42 mile loop back to Manhattan).
The tour runs north up the Avenue of the Americas, past Macy’s, before entering Central Park. After exiting the park the tour heads north through Harlem on Seventh Avenue, crossing into the Bronx for a short 2-mile (3.2 km) section before re-entering Manhattan via FDR Drive. The FDR portion of the tour runs south through Manhattan under Gracie Mansion before crossing the East River via the Queensboro Bridge into Queens. The first major rest area of the tour is at Astoria Park, Queens.
From Astoria Park the tour crosses south through Queens, over the Pulaski Bridge into Brooklyn, where it follows the waterfront, past the Brooklyn Navy Yard. After crossing under the Brooklyn Bridge, the route follows up and onto the elevated Brooklyn Queens Expressway. Before 2012 it dropped onto the Shore Parkway; in that year it continued on the below-grade Gowanus Expressway and climbed over the Verrazano Narrows Bridge into Staten Island.
Once in Staten Island the tour makes a stop at Fort Wadsworth for a festival, before continuing the last three miles (5 km) to St. George where most riders take the Staten Island Ferry back to Battery Park in Manhattan. Some New Jerseyans return home over the Bayonne Bridge instead.
The route covers the boroughs of
Manhattan, Queens, The Bronx, Brooklyn and Staten Island. It crosses these five bridges.
It was one of those days where I wanted to ride, but didn’t feel like it. You know what I mean? Providence to Bristol, R.I. is a good default route when that happens. There are lots of side trips off this path through old towns that date from the War of Independence and beyond to King Phillips War . In the town of Warren I came across a couple perusing a map. They were from the Netherlands and asked if I knew if rain was forecast because they were thinking about riding to the end of the path. I offered and they accepted a short tour of Warren that took us off the path and into town. Naturally I got us all off track and we had to ride the busy Metacom Ave to get back to the path. I complimented them both on their riding skills, being from Holland and all. I did get them back to the trail where they returned to Providence and I continued the other direction to Bristol, R.I.
On the return there were two guys repairing a flat. Courtesy dictates that passing riders ask if they have everything they need. I thought it would just be a routine “thanks, we’re fine”.
“Do you have a pump”?
I never saw that coming because one was an experienced roadie. The guy with the flat was wearing blue jeans with both pant legs rolled up. The roadie forgot to load a new CO2 cartridge into his kit. While we were working on the bike, an older man, maybe 50+ on roller blades stopped to chat. He lives on Long Island and was doing a 34 mile skate from downtown Providence. I don’t really know if that’s extraordinary but it seems so.
Today was a really nice international day and I have believe that we don’t meet people like I did today if I wasn’t on a bike.
How often do you get to do a bike ride…at midnight… in a big city… with hundreds of like minded people?
The LA Times article and video is HERE