As I was cycling along the path down near the harbor I spied ten Datsun Fair Ladies parked along Cabrillo Boulevard. I remember when these were first brought into the United States back in the mid 60’s. Seeing them again reminded me what nice sporty cars they were, and remain. Seven of the ten had Oregon plates with two from California and one British Columbia. Click on the image above to see a larger version then click forward for two more montages, one displaying “Fair Lady” logos to advantage.
Cynthia, Tom, and I drove to Buellton where Cynthia and I had a wonderful breakfast at Ellen’s while Tom met his friend Matt and rode away 45 minutes before we could stagger out to our bikes to follow.
We rode the usual Buellton, Foxen, Drum loop. Cynthia and I had a great time. Arriving back at the car we loaded the bikes on the Volvo then chased after Tom. When we caught him he had added another 27 miles to his fast ride for the day.
There are two versions of our day. Number one above is the slow, static slideshow with my incisive, interesting comments. Number two below is a video covering the same ground in 25 seconds, so very 2012.
To celebrate Carol’s getting an A+ on this morning’s exam we trundled off to “The Enterprize Fish Company” so she could relievedly enjoy a favorite treat, LOBSTER. The video, I think, says it all.
Along the bikepath by the Bird Refuge, Palm Park, and the Wharf playing with my new Canon S100. Most of these video patches are using the S100’s “Miniature Mode”, very fun.
Jeff and I have had the plan and tickets to see the Thursday, 3/22 Bruins Sharks game for a couple of months so it was very exciting when the date drew near. After checking the weather I decided to ride up on the Suzuki, leaving Tuesday around 2:00. I rode up to SLO on 101 then turned onto Hwy 1 stopping in Cambria for two small pies at Linn’s (one olallieberry for immediate consumption, one raspberry lemon meringue for later — see above) along with needed petrol for the bike. It was almost 6:00 as I left Cambria, my energy ebbing so another four miles had me stopping for the night within the San Simeon line of motels.
The next day held perfect weather for a ride up the Big Sur coastline into Carmel and Monterey then on to Santa Cruz for a late Thai noodle lunch. After lunch I continued north on Hwy 1 another 35 miles to Pescadero then turned inland and climbed through the interesting towns of La Honda and Woodside to get to Skyline Boulevard for the scenic, ridgecrest cruise back south to San Jose. I had time for a renewing shower and the raspberry lemon meringue pie before meeting Jeff at 4:30. His and Carey’s high rise, “The 88” condo complex, is only three blocks from my motel so we easily joined, had a nice visit with Carey in their home then a tour of the building, a walk around downtown San Jose getting to see some of Jeff’s favorite haunts, favorite bike stores, and favorite burrito places with one each of same for dinner.
Game day I spent exploring more of the downtown area including visits to the “San Jose Museum of Quilts and Textiles”, “The San Jose Museum of Art”, and “The Tech Museum of Innovation”. Jeff and I met around five, he wearing his #88 Sharks jersey. Then it was off to “Henry’s World Famous Hi-Life” for dinner and a start on the evening’s and journey’s focus, The Shark-Bruin ice hockey game.
Lots more images and explanations are in the slideshow.
Click on the montage above to jump to its start.
Or click on this line to jump straight to the evening’s start at the famous Hi-Life
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Cynthia, Tom, and I drove up together to Vista de Las Cruces School, very near the juncture of 101 and Hwy 1, to meet some of Tom’s FastTracker fast riding buddies. We arrived first. Getting all our stuff together tortoise’s Cynthia and Ashe rode off, around 9:30 PST.
It was quite misty early on and evident from the wet roads that it had been raining earlier in the night. Cynthia and I had a nice visit as we cruised up Highway 1 and on to Jalama Road. About half way out to the ocean Tom and the other FastTrackers came steaming by. 90 minutes later we were with them at the “Home of the Famous Jalama Hamburger” and had a fun visit as they were finishing their burgers.
The day was increasingly clearing on the return ride with many miles of sun. Cynthia and I were both pooped when we got back to the school and car but very happy campers for having such a wonderful outing in such beautiful country. Tom had left a note in the Volvo saying he was riding on. Cynthia and I loaded up and drove down 101 about 10 miles where we spotted our hero and pulled over to load him in. 56 miles for the Tortoises and other FastTrackers, 66 for Tom. Of course there’s more! Clicking on the montage will start the show. Tom also has a blog entry for today on his AidsLifeCycle 11 site. Click here to go there.
In fact I will be lucky if Park Tool does not send out a representative to reclaim all the wonderful tools I own of theirs.
On January 11th I put a new chain and gear cluster on the Rambouillet. 856 miles later I finally took the time to figure out the annoying ticking, clicking sound I was experiencing most of the time. I thought it might have been a poor match between chain and cogs. But no! It was a disengaged brain at the time of installation. I’d threaded the chain outside the metal extension between the two derailleur pulleys such that every pedal stroke was grinding it away. The image shows what’s left after 856 miles of grinding. Clicking on the image will show better details of my mistake. In the right, 2005, image the red arrow points out the chain misaligned over the then undamaged extension. You can also note in the right image how I was able to catch my mistake in less than 856 miles 🙂
A glorious warm morning prompted me to get on the Suzuki and start off on the Carp, Ojai, Cuyama, Santa Maria, Los Olivos, Santa Barbara loop. Nearing Ojai I stopped to check the iPhone’s browser for “Ojai Valley Taxidermy” then plugged the result into the gps and rode on over. Owner Chuck Testa, upper left above, came out for a nice visit. If you don’t yet know about his viral YouTube stuff click here to see my favorite of many variations (it’s had 730,000 viewings).
After my visit with Chuck it was an 80 degree spin up beautiful Highway 33 passing the orchards of the Santa Barbara Pistachio Company which are just barely within Santa Barbara County on the far northeast corner. A few more miles on Highway 33 then a left turn west onto Highway 166 where I was ready for lunch. Alas my lunch goal was the “Rancho Nipomo” restaurant recommended by friend Carol Carter, currently 65 miles on down the road. So I motored on, finally arrived, and ordered the delicious house specialty; a pulled pork sandwich with the cole slaw right in there with the 18 ingredient sauced pork, YUM.
Satiated and happy I remounted the Suzuki, fortunately still there since I’d left the key in the ignition in my hurry to quell my hunger. The weather and traffic continued ideal as I headed south on 101 to Betteravia, Foxen Canyon Road, and Highway 150, on over the pass and home. Arriving home I carefully pulled the Suzuki up onto its center stand and lubed the chain while it idled in first gear. A complete day. Click on the four shot montage above for some more images of the day presented in groups of four. Click on the left or right side of the foursomes to move to more shots.
I had a wonderful lunch bike ride to Summerland. It was VERY windy out. Gratefully it was blowing my hungry self straight to Stacky’s for a Fiesta Wrap. Afterward, now well fed, the return ride was a challenge at several points; notably by the Biltmore where several hardy types were amazingly able to kitesurf, along the beach bikeway and out onto the wharf. Post wharf up and along Shoreline, over the fun foot bridge onto El Camino De La Luz. There I stopped to take these two images of interesting yet very different houses. I capped off my ride at Ian’s Tires where the newly reshod Volvo awaited me.
I have loved these dual compound brake pads for decades so when I noticed the original pads on the Ram looking thin I immediately thought of finding some of these. Lo and Behold yesterday morning when I walked from the Whole Foods parking lot over to Bob’s Bicycles they were right there on the wall, lucky me.
Click on the package to see the installation on the Ram. It was very easy/breezy. Just take out the little screw that holds in the pad (by screwing into the little notch you see in the blown up images), slide out the worn pad, slide in the new pad, and replace the little screw. Readjust the cable and all is well and ready for some enhanced stopping, very enhanced in the rain.








