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Default New bike for Jay

On 2017-08-01 16:46, jbeattie wrote:
On Tuesday, August 1, 2017 at 3:02:28 PM UTC-7, Joerg wrote:
On 2017-08-01 14:39, Doug Landau wrote:
On Tuesday, August 1, 2017 at 1:18:40 PM UTC-7, Joerg wrote:
On 2017-08-01 08:45, jbeattie wrote:
On Monday, July 31, 2017 at 8:18:39 PM UTC-7, Frank Krygowski
On 7/31/2017 5:45 PM, AMuzi wrote:
On 7/31/2017 4:24 PM, wrote:
What,abt the nww bike performance ?

I find that new bike performance is limited by my old
legs. YMMV

... and lungs. And ticker. Plus, the fire in my belly is
largely gone.

The fire sometimes comes back, though. We (my wife and I,
riding tandem) were on a pretty leisurely club ride a
couple weeks ago. A new young guy had showed up, and we
were riding along chatting with him. He said he rides to
stay in shape for his other sports, etc.

As we talked, one of our club members who's notorious for
such behavior decided to hit high gear and crank away out
front for a while, then wait for the rest of the crew to
catch up. When he did that, the newbie suddenly ended our
conversation, saying something like "Excuse me now..." and
took off.

I though "Excuse me???" and told my wife "Let's go." So we
reeled him in and were a comfortable ten feet behind when
he caught the rabbit. For icing on the cake, our rabbit
guy (as he always does) left the leisurely riders for the
last five miles or so to crank in at 20 - 25 mph . My wife
and I were close behind, and the newbie was a distant
third. It was quite satisfying.

But with a tandem, terrain is everything. If it weren't
fairly flat, we'd happily ride back with the leisurely

(P.S. Don't interpret this tale as a claim that I could
stick with Jay, Tom or Duane, let alone James.)

I'm old and slow. I wouldn't ride with you because you'd be
in the middle of the road. I'd keep saying, "hey Frank, get
over here. You're going to get whacked." You would scold me
for being a gutter bunny, although I don't ride on the fog
line and rarely ride anywhere with a gutter. We'd ride up on
Joerg who would have a pannier full of water, a couple CPUs
and a growler. He'd be complaining about psychopaths in cars
and the fact that his Gazelle didn't come with factory
rack-mounts and room for 35mm steel belted tires or a o-ring
chain. He'd have to stop every fifteen minutes to pee. I
don't think this NG would want to ride together.

Only one pee on a 4-5h ride. My PSA test came back 0.4ng/ml so
no "urge to go" from that department. However, I might bow out
of the r.b.t. peloton the millisecond I spot a brewpub. You son
would probably already be in the next county by then and leave
us old farts behind.

-- Regards, Joerg

My feeling on the matter is: Do NOT drink a 12-pack of beer the
nite before riding the 5 Miles of Hell trail in Utah.

No 12-packs from the store here, it's only our own brew. The good

Depends where you buy your beer. My local store has an awesome

Here is our Marco's Cafe, in the middle of this page:

Great place. Food is mediocre at best but good brews and good live
music. With dancing.

Beer is passe. There's a brewpub or brewery on every Portland
street corner. You can get good
Oregon brewed bottled IPAs at Costco.

That is a major line-up. We don't have quite that selection but it's
adequate. However, since I started brewing my own it only matters during
rides. On some MTB rides far off civilization I take a home brew along.
Surpringly it stays very cool in a stainless double-wall thermos and the
constant shaking doesn't seem to harm it much.

Now it's about cannabis -- and maybe hard cider . . . or mead. Hell,
I don't know. No, no . . . its artisanal booze:

Try their Hopka:

Good stuff, just don't ride after too many of those. There are also in
Portland. Where else?

It gets exhausting trying to keep up with the latest food or drink
craze. I look forward to the return of non-artisanal Heineken and

I draw the line at cannabis and all that junk. I won't touch it, after
having seen first hand in the Netherlands where that leads.

Regards, Joerg

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