Tuesday nights have been good to us. Sure, the wind was blowing hard, but not too much snow in the air. Snow was accumulating on the streets of Altona, so we decided to avoid the bad drivers and ride in the relative safety of the country.
Cheryl said, “let’s ride on the creek.” Hmm. The wind was blowing from the north at 30km/h. We’d have to ride north of town to get onto the frozen creek, and then follow the creek…north. “The banks will protect us from the wind,” said Cheryl.
Everyone needs a Cheryl in their lives, because creek riding turned out to be rather a fun option. When we left HQ, it was only -9…the warmest it had been all day. We crossed paths with Shaun–he’d just come up for air–apparently he’s been putting in a lot of hours to satisfy consumer demands. Shaun helped the dainty ladies (Cindy, Lisa & Cheryl) find a gentle slope where they could safely access the creek, then he hustled back to work. Meanwhile, Julia and I pushed through some snow and reedy grasses till she found the beaten path to the creek bed. That’s when the screaming started.
You see, ice is slippery–and the creek is, like, 60% ice and 40% snow-covered ice. When you feel your bike slide out from under you, there’s a tendency to scream. Once you fall off your bike onto an icy surface, it’s challenging to get the traction you need to get going again…very challenging if you ride a fixie. Four of us were extremely wise, and we rode mountain bikes or cross bikes, but Cheryl–our fearless leader–she’s in love with her fixie.
We all fell, but it was that slow-motion falling–hard to explain, but generally more exciting than painful. I had a painful fall a few weeks ago whilst riding in town, so I arrived at the WWR with my new studded tires–helps to build my confidence with the whole winter cycling thing.
Despite the wind, and the need to carry our bikes over culverts, we all stayed warm and had quite a good time. We did take pity on Cheryl and rode on the gravel back to town–but NOT because she asked for any special favours. No. Not at all.
Delilah joined us at the clubhouse where we treated ourselves to fast food. Same time next week? You bet!
Can you identify this mystery rider? She’s been seen at the WWR before, but she is known to prefer summer riding conditions. The good news is that Tuesday nights in November were quite decent. Of course, one has to dress for conditions–as demonstrated below by Joanne & Lisa. Clearly mitts & boots are now necessary, but getting the clothing layers right is still a challenge.
Last week it was about -16°C when we left HQ, but the wind had died down to 4km/h–lovely! Riders were peeling off the layers, and we were all happy and warm whilst riding the country roads for about an hour. It felt chilly quite suddenly at the end of the ride though–Environment Canada’s site shows that the temperature only dropped by 2 degrees while we rode and the wind didn’t pick up till after we left the clubhouse–just felt like it.
Let’s see what December has in store–meet at HQ at 8 p.m.
Photo from: Green Bay Bicycle Collective
Cheryl is still sad about the end of the Manitoba cyclocross season. Scroll down to see a video she’s been sharing.
No need to carry your bike to the WWR–just meet at HQ at the usual time.
Seven riders turned out after another iffy day of weather, but we were rewarded with great conditions and good times.
I could go on and on about the oodles of swag and great hospitality at the finish line (beer and baked goods) but there’s no longer a need to suck up.
Many thanks to all the ABES who played along and provided liquid courage, ridiculous requests, or truly twisted and unnecessary challenges (Johnny!).
Remember this poster? Conceived nine months ago, this has got to be the longest gestation period for an alley cat–ever. For a variety of reasons, this event has been put off and postponed, but I’m told that this week it’s going to happen.
I don’t know what the theme is, so come prepared for anything. If you’ve never experienced an alley cat–check out the details of our last race–Heaven & Hell: Results.
We don’t typically pay to play, but it wouldn’t hurt to bring extra cash–in case you have to bribe the timekeeper. Bring a pen, or something else to write with, and prepare for a fun night on the town. One more thing…once you’ve started the race, trust no one–especially not Lisa.
Tuesday, November 19th y’all–we’ll start from HQ, as usual. See you at 8 p.m.
Steven is in a race. You’ve cheered him on before, but this competition is different. There’s a vacant position on the local School Board and Steven is willing to serve as a trustee, but first he needs your support to get elected. He’s reaching out to voters on Facebook: Steven Wiebe Trustee
Vote on election day, November 20th, at the Rhineland Pioneer Centre.
There’s more in the local paper: Trustee decision down to two candidates
I know all about the flu shot…what I need is a vaccine for my fat-bike fever! If you’re intrigued by this image, surf over to Fat-Bike.com Those of you with petite feet may also want to take a look at this article: Warm Feet are Happy Feet — written by someone who understands our winter riding conditions.
Will the ride include gravel roads? Let’s see which way the wind blows…meet at HQ at 8 p.m.