Cycling Along The Way...

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Silver City, NM, United States
Riders of the wheel. Racers, Roadies, Mountain bikers, Touring cyclists, Commuters, and others. Diamond frames, recumbents, trikes, and more. Sharing a web of connections often misunderstood or unappreciated by those who don't ride. Herewith, my attempt to share some of the more rational thoughts that flit around inside my head while bicycling, knocking back a brew or three, or just thinking about life. Reviews of bicycles, gear, touring, and more, plus some unsolicited posts about people, politics, and philosophy. Other things, too. Me: retired, gave up my TV in 1988, avid cyclist, several cross country tours completed with more to come. Your thoughts?

Monday, September 3, 2012

Cannondale ST-500 Off To Twin Sisters Tomorrow

The time has finally arrived...tomorrow, I will be taking the Cannondale ST-500 to Annie at Twin Sisters Cycling, so she can put it all together.  As I said in a previous post, Bill at Gila Hike & Bike put my Vitus together.  To share the money I spend on bicycle stuff, this time Annie gets to put together my Cannondale.

Online, I found a couple of sweet deals on components...a Shimano Deore LX Hollowtech II 9spd triple crankset with bottom bracket and a Shimano Deore LX triple front derailleur.  Additionally, I purchased a Brooks touring saddle and handlebar tape...antique brown.  Should look good.  When it's back together, I'll post some photos.

In the meantime, I've been doing rides on the Vitus.  Been up to Pinos Altos, NM, a few times, which is always a workout getting up there.  It's a real climb...about a thousand foot climb, particularly the last 0.6 miles of the climb.  It gets steeper at that point.  While there are some sections that are a descent, overall, it is a steady climb.  When I want to do a short, serious workout, this is the ride I do.

Ok, time to go...enjoy the tune...Leonard Cohen singing his song, "Suzanne".  First heard this done by a good friend, Jack Braydon, at Adirondack Community College back in the "60's.  Jack and I grew up in the same neighborhood, went all though school together, and into college.  In fact, his parents and mine were good friends, too.  After the community college, we went our separate ways to other 4yr colleges.  Jack was the first friend who died from causes other than being killed in Vietnam or from drinking and driving.  He was a good person.  Actually, one of those sweet, gentle giants.  I'm glad to have had time with him.  So, to Jack...and his wife, Helen.  I miss you.