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Took a secret spin yesterday since the weather was somewhat good when I got home. It was overcast, and threatened to drizzle once when I was riding in circles in an empty parking lot texting JT about his Fox fork.  There was this older jogging dude that I always see, but for some reason, our timing that afternoon just didn’t work out.  He was going anti-clockwise on the main loop, and I was going clockwise, taking most of the cutoffs and loops.  Every time I ran into him at a T-intersection, we’d be doing the “left-right-left-right-stop” thing.  It sort of didn’t make sense to me what he was expecting, since he was always going straight through, but hung tight to the left and made like he was turning into where I was coming out of and stopping until I passed, then continuing straight after I left.  Whatever.  After finishing up my ride and starting some laundry, I ran down to Long’s for some stuff and there he was, coming down the aisle in the opposite direction!

D = 12.92 km (8.03-miles), Vavr = 16.6 km/h (10.3-mph), Vmax = 37.3 km/h (23.2-mph), T = 47-minutes

The sun and clouds were fighting for dominance all morning on Sunday, June 6th. Saturday had been clear, sunny, and hot, so the ground and air were still warm when Sunday rolled around. The trades and the rising warm air gave rise to rain-bearing clouds that intermittently dumped heavy downpours in random locations. The week before, there was one good squall in the mid-morning, but it was clear and dry by ride time. This week, the enhanced moisture continually generated clouds, some occasionally ringing the peak of Mt. Olomana.

When the group gathered at the park before the roll-out, the pavement still showed signs of recent rainfall. The air temperature was hot though, so I figured the ground would be moist at most, and would be progressively drying out. I left as if I was going all the way into Waimanalo, so I got there really early. Chris must have been giving himself lots of time to resolve the kinds of things that preempted him from the rolls of the previous weeks’ rides, since he showed up soon after I did. We had a lot of time to go over some of my latest tactical gear purchases before Jeff, Sara, Doctor Paul, and Danny rolled up, followed shortly by Root in his rice probe. I’m not exactly sure how Jeff coerced Paul to come on this ride, but considering how fast he can do the Tantalus climb and how regularly he rides, I figured he would have little problem with this 11-mile loop. Sara had previously balked at this ride, but I was pretty confident it was well within everyone’s capabilities. Continue reading ‘Moist at Most’

We got a pretty good crew together for a Ditch ride on May 22nd. Although the ride was at Chris’ instigation, he called the morning before the ride to say that he had gone up to his folks’ place, and discovered a big wet spot on the side of the house where a little pinhole leak in the water main had been spraying. He would be spending the rest of the day waiting for the plumber to come and splice in a new section of copper pipe. The rest of the crew met out at the Ditch, and we did the normal climb, side loop, rode out along the Ditch, doubled back on the inner loop, then repeated the outbound leg to the end. Jeff, Sara, JT, and Danny took the trail out to the street, but Root and I took advantage of the good weather and blasted back along the trail for some additional dirt time. The weather was warm and sunny, but a fairly constant breeze kept it cool, even under the tree cover. Continue reading ‘Through the Pinhole’

Got out for a ride on Saturday, 24 April with Chris and Root. This was the first ride since Akron was in town. The weather had been extremely uncooperative, with sunny weeks and rainy weekends for a while, and schedules just didn’t seem to work out either. Finally we were on the dirt once again. With mixed sun and clouds, we headed up Government Road, managing the ascent to the side loop entrance with a lot less pain and suffering than expected. We were actually jaw-jacking the whole way, albeit riding in a lower gear than normal, probably. The ground was perfectly moist and grippy where it wasn’t covered with leaves through disuse. Continue reading ‘Out of the Woodwork’

This past wednesday I scooted out of work as soon as I could, but the drive to Sand Island took almost 40 minutes. I decided not enough time to make pulling the bike out and getting all my gear on worth it. Instead I spectated and snapped off a few shots. There were frequent passing showers, some heavy enough to get the track muddy, but soon after would be perfect. I can’t exactly say I’m reliving youth since I never was in the BMX scene “back in the day”, but I’ve signed up since I had fun last week busting a lung playing on the track. Just a few other pics here.