This father’s day brought two interesting gifts that will definitely become part of the camping kit:The little guy on the left is a miniature French Press. The bottom is a screened cup that screws into the top. The grind goes in the cup, and then everything is dropped into a mug of hot water. After four minutes, you hit the plunger and your cuppa is ready. I tried it once with some terrible canned grounds, and it came out weak. Still, it cleaned up easily. I’m hoping that with some better coffee it will work better as well. I have to admit that I’ve never seen one like this before – it will probably replace the little drip through system I have.
On the right is a bean grinder. It opens up to allow storing beans in the bottom as well as catching the grind, the handle comes off easily for storage, and the ceramic grinding disk is adjustable for the grind. And its designed to nest inside of an Aeropress for compactness. I can’t wait to get some decent beans and try it out!
It wasn’t until I got to Boiling Springs that I settled on riding into Carlisle to see how the bike lanes were doing. Up to that point I had been waffling between Pine Grove Furnace and Kings Gap. All three were longish choices, but on this perfect morning any one of them could do no wrong.
‘dems some big horns, ladies.
Around mile 45 my shoulders really started to ache. Everything else about the ride was great, but I just don’t yet have the neck strength to tolerate the drop bars on a longer ride. I might switch to the LHT for a bit, which I should do anyway since this poor bike has been all but ignored this year.
I love steam trains, and the PRR is one of my many interests. This sight capped off a great ride!
Williams Grove engine
Near the end my legs were toast, but that was my fault – the X bike just beckons to be ridden faster than common sense dictates for a long tour.
I think my next longer ride will continue west…
Southeast, down along the river on a hot morning. Mostly downhill on newly paved roads. Even Gut Road, which used to have a “Travel at your own risk” sign now has a coat of chipseal.The road turns and the only way out is up. Steadily grind up out of the river basin into central York County. Up to Starview, appropriately named. Over to Rudy Park and then head for home.Hot, but overcast, so the sun is not too harsh. In to Strinestown, which is having a yardsale extravaganza. One church has a band of ancient accordianists wearing flag draped shirts while the other is having a funeral.
Then down to the Conewago and then the climb of climbs. I even hiked for a couple of minutes just to stretch and give my bumm some air.
Steamy summer hills. Glorious.
In trying to get up some longer miles, this past Saturday called for a ride out to Lattimore Park. The route is a mix of hills and flats, with great scenery.
Adams County, “Twin Peaks Hill”
The temperature was nice, slightly overcast, but the winds picked up pretty good. The home leg was into a stiff headwind, but I wasn’t going to let that get me down mentally.
Not far from the house I spotted a touring rig. We waved but didn’t stop because he was blasting down a hill as I was grinding up. Not sure, but it looked like a front loaded LHT.Once at the park I meandered over to the raceway and stretched my legs. They are definitely letting me know about the ramped up miles and how I should probably have a better base.On the way out I heard a loud pop and realized that a spoke had broken. Its always this particular wheel. Fortunately the wheel wasn’t too far out of true or rubbing.
Eight miles from home I start feeling it in my legs and also my neck. I’ve still got to get comfortable with the drop bars on the longer rides. My legs felt tired, but not any pain. My butt was fine and my arms/hands were good.
Beautiful morning for a ride. Probably bit off more than I should have, but that’s par for the course.
After four attempts to find a front derailleur that allows sufficent clearance for fenders and/or knobbies on the X bike, I finally found a low budget Shimano unit that fits the bill. It still required a little Dremel work to shave away part of the swing arm so the works would reach all the way out to the big ring, but now we’re good.In the process, I probably learned more about front derailleurs than I ever wanted to, but them’s the breaks. Of the four, I found the bottom-pull, low clamp to be the smoothest and most forgiving by far; but also having the least amount of clearance. If I ever get a bike with really long chainstays, that’s the way to go.
Other than all of this, I’m also dealing with a minor issue where the crank bolt is working loose every so often. The first hint is not being able to shift into the big ring. I’m thinking some blue Loc-tite might be the answer.
Miles up, but no pictures. Not sure why, but I just haven’t been inclined to stop to records rides. Did get over to Dillsburg on Monday for a beautiful ride while everyone was getting ready for the parade. Good thing the coffee shop was closed or I’d still be there.
My mind wonders on long rides, and I think about other bikes. I’d like to try low trail. My options: 1. purchase a Soma Champs Elysess fork and install it on the X bike, 2. purchase a Soma Grand Randonneur and experience the whole 650B thing plus have a frame built heavy enough for a camping load, plus be able to move alot of parts over from current bikes, and 3. continue to lust over an Elephant National Forest Explorer, which appears to be the only low trail bike made with disk brakes, and allows big honkin tires.
Thinkin happy thoughts!
Wonderful weekend morning called for a ride in the country before the heat came up and the lawn cried out for mowing. Hills, flats, bigger hills, a lake or two. Right turn to head home or left turn to explore a little further (left of course).Kayakers, fishermen; and sailboats preparing for an afternoon regatta. A few moments later there was a hint of ripples on the water. The wind would be up within twenty minutes.
The summer heat draws flies, so the horses get masks for protection. Looks like one has found some greener grass.
Throughout the weekend there was tweaking on the whole fleet: inflating tires, calibrating computers, etc…. The X bike is nice because it’s quick, but a short toodle up the street on the LHT reminded me that I have to plan an adventure soon.