Super Bowl Trike Tracking
Shortly after the last blog entry I realized it was almost sundown. I also had consumed too many carbs today and needed to burn at least a few of them.
So I took off for a relatively intense 3-mile ride around our lovely neighborhood.
Again, I note unusual fatigue and overheat, meaning I really really need to do this more often.
Ride Started: 6:01 PM Ride Ended: 6:23 PM
Beginning Battery Voltage: 13.9 Ending Voltage: 13.0 Lowest: 13.0 (Solar charging only)
Lowest Temp 71 F Highest Temp: 71 F
Stats from the GPS: Total Miles: 2.98
Overall average speed Moving Avg Max Speed
7.5 MPH 8.6 MPH 17.9 MPH
Total Trip time Moving Time Stopped Time
24 minutes 21 minutes 3 minutes
Sunday, February 4, 2018
Riding on Air
Saturday's Uneventful Ride Tracking
Justification for Saturday's Title: We both rode on properly inflated tires. No flats or breakdowns.
So, yesterday, Saturday, we decided to ride our trikes on a very important mission: Ice Cream.
These mostly flat and wide streets in Yuma are a delight to ride. Again we took back streets to get to the business clusters around Foothills and Frontage Road on the eastern end of Yuma.
When we got to our planned first stop we immediately noticed a big sign that read: "CHOCOLATE"
Which, for some reason, attracted our interest. Unfortunately for me, my appetite was cooled by the high prices for their gourmet homemade chocolate treats. We then entered a small pizzeria only to find a too-limited selection, so we investigated the shopping strip further.
Jacque spotted a place labeled "MR. FISH" offering fish & chips, so we took a gander at their menu and decided to alight and partake.
Jacque settled for fried Zucchini and a fish taco. I spotted a greasy treat that looked good: Rolled Beef Tacos. My tacos weren't bad but I could only hold 2 of the 4 served, so I wrapped up the leftovers and put them in the bag on the rack on the back of my trike for later consumption.
Returning home, we rode in various streets just to enjoy the neighborhood, and I rode on around various other blocks to add mileage. We're not at all sure about the zoning here, but there are million dollar homes stacked in alongside RV's, 5th Wheels, Lots with rental RV's parked inside, and even an occasional warehouse-looking building. A huge golf course surrounds the area which of course adds to the asking price of all associated properties. For Rent and For Sale signs abound, along with odds and ends of RV hardware and bicycles, jeeps, etc, also advertised on the streets. Fun Stuff.
Our feet were getting numb (a common symptom of riding recumbents) by the time we got "home" and my legs were talking to me.
We obviously need to ride more often and get into some sort of shape besides "out".....
Ride Started: 11:46 AM Ride Ended: 3:54 PM
Beginning Battery Voltage: 13.0 Ending Voltage: 13.0 Lowest: 12.9
Beginning Blood Glucose: ??? Ending BG: 117
Lowest Temp 67 F Highest Temp: 78 F
Stats from the GPS: Total Miles: 11.64
Overall average speed Moving Avg Max Speed
4.0 MPH 5.5 MPH 15.4 MPH
Total Trip time Moving Time Stopped Time
2 hours 56 mins 2 hours 7 mins 48 minutes
Justification for Saturday's Title: We both rode on properly inflated tires. No flats or breakdowns.
So, yesterday, Saturday, we decided to ride our trikes on a very important mission: Ice Cream.
These mostly flat and wide streets in Yuma are a delight to ride. Again we took back streets to get to the business clusters around Foothills and Frontage Road on the eastern end of Yuma.
When we got to our planned first stop we immediately noticed a big sign that read: "CHOCOLATE"
Which, for some reason, attracted our interest. Unfortunately for me, my appetite was cooled by the high prices for their gourmet homemade chocolate treats. We then entered a small pizzeria only to find a too-limited selection, so we investigated the shopping strip further.
Jacque spotted a place labeled "MR. FISH" offering fish & chips, so we took a gander at their menu and decided to alight and partake.
Jacque settled for fried Zucchini and a fish taco. I spotted a greasy treat that looked good: Rolled Beef Tacos. My tacos weren't bad but I could only hold 2 of the 4 served, so I wrapped up the leftovers and put them in the bag on the rack on the back of my trike for later consumption.
Returning home, we rode in various streets just to enjoy the neighborhood, and I rode on around various other blocks to add mileage. We're not at all sure about the zoning here, but there are million dollar homes stacked in alongside RV's, 5th Wheels, Lots with rental RV's parked inside, and even an occasional warehouse-looking building. A huge golf course surrounds the area which of course adds to the asking price of all associated properties. For Rent and For Sale signs abound, along with odds and ends of RV hardware and bicycles, jeeps, etc, also advertised on the streets. Fun Stuff.
Our feet were getting numb (a common symptom of riding recumbents) by the time we got "home" and my legs were talking to me.
We obviously need to ride more often and get into some sort of shape besides "out".....
Ride Started: 11:46 AM Ride Ended: 3:54 PM
Beginning Battery Voltage: 13.0 Ending Voltage: 13.0 Lowest: 12.9
Beginning Blood Glucose: ??? Ending BG: 117
Lowest Temp 67 F Highest Temp: 78 F
Stats from the GPS: Total Miles: 11.64
Overall average speed Moving Avg Max Speed
4.0 MPH 5.5 MPH 15.4 MPH
Total Trip time Moving Time Stopped Time
2 hours 56 mins 2 hours 7 mins 48 minutes
Friday, February 2, 2018
And Then the Breakdowns
Today's Urban Desert Tracking
Jacque and I have been riding the trikes on and off, but I have been very lax in making blog entries about it.
We met a nice couple in Church last Monday at a music & dance affair who generously invited us to move out of the desert at Senators Wash near Imperial Dam and into their yard next to their home in Yuma, where we would have free electric, sewer, and water hookups.
We actually enjoy dry camping and relying on solar power, batteries, and spotty generator use on the BLM campsites, but this offer was too good to refuse.
Yesterday I needed a haircut, badly, and Jacque had been encouraging me to get a store-bought version instead of waiting for her to do it. Our lovely camp host is only 4 or so miles away from a local barbershop, so I decided to ride over on my trike instead of driving. The streets here are mostly wide and allow lots of room for cyclists on the side and cars and trucks to coexist. AND the traffic here is quite used to bikes and pedestrians - and what traffic there is is fairly slow and well behaved.
Jacque wanted to ride her Catrike too, and left shortly after I did to ride to the same shopping center where my barber awaited.
The weather here has been in the upper 80's during the day and upper 50's and lower 60's overnight.
This ride was after the day was well warmed up but I didn't get close to overheated. I was able to ride side streets until about the last half mile, when I had to approach Foothills Drive. Since it is a very heavy traffic street, I violated bike policy and rode on the concrete sidewalk the rest of the way. Crossing 4 lanes of heavy traffic to get across the street when I found the barber necessitated several minutes of waiting for a sufficient opening but it was not that problematical.
The shop had a line inside and I had been sitting and waiting for my turn under the scissors when I heard a very familiar sound of small dogs barking and carrying on, which turned out to be Jacque and our two marvelous mutts just arriving.
I got my haircut, done just right, ate a small lunch at a small cafe next door in the shopping strip, and started back to our temporary home.
I poked along with Jacque for a mile or two. She encouraged me to go on ahead since I ride faster, so I took off. Rather than just leave her so far behind, I turned a corner and rode around a several-block loop, coming out again on the same street as Jacque and behind her. As I almost caught up with her, she took off from a stop sign. As I stopped to take my turn at the stop, I noticed my right front tire was extremely low. As I rolled forward a few more feet, hoping I could make it home without having to pump it up, it went totally flat. Frustrated and hot, I pulled over and brought out my tool-bag containing my CO2 tire inflator. The tire inflated almost immediately but as tried to get started again one bead of the tire popped off the rim. After several attempts to get the tire to seat properly on the rim, I noticed a steel wire poking out of the tube and tire works and realized: The tire was ruined. I had ridden it too long too low in pressure, and the tire beads were popped out of the rubber, meaning there was no way for the tire to stay on the rim when inflated with any pressure at all.
Digging through my pannier full of tools and parts, I found the new 20" tube I have been carrying around for several years was NOT the correct tube. It was a 20 X 1.95 tube, which will fit Jacque's fat tires but no way would it fit my narrow 1" tires.
So, I had to give it up and call for help. Jacque answered her cell phone. She was not home yet, and had a bit of a ride left to get there and drive the Ford Exploder back to rescue me.
Back at the RV, I had a spare tire AND a spare tube of the correct size, so I was back in business in about half an hour.
Tonight I took it for a 3-mile ride around the neighborhood to make sure it indeed is back in working order and it did fine. Now to just find another spare tire and tube for future disasters....
Ride Started: 11:59 AM Ride Ended: 2:53 PM
Beginning Battery Voltage: 13.3 Ending Voltage: 13.0 Lowest: 12.2
Beginning Blood Glucose: 157 Ending BG: 70
Lowest Temp 67F Highest Temp: 84F
Stats from the GPS: Total Miles: 7.7
Overall average speed Moving Avg Max Speed
4.0 MPH 5.9 MPH 16.7 MPH
Total Trip time Moving Time Stopped Time
2 hours 51 mins 1 hour 45 mins 1 hour 6 minutes
Jacque and I have been riding the trikes on and off, but I have been very lax in making blog entries about it.
We met a nice couple in Church last Monday at a music & dance affair who generously invited us to move out of the desert at Senators Wash near Imperial Dam and into their yard next to their home in Yuma, where we would have free electric, sewer, and water hookups.
We actually enjoy dry camping and relying on solar power, batteries, and spotty generator use on the BLM campsites, but this offer was too good to refuse.
Yesterday I needed a haircut, badly, and Jacque had been encouraging me to get a store-bought version instead of waiting for her to do it. Our lovely camp host is only 4 or so miles away from a local barbershop, so I decided to ride over on my trike instead of driving. The streets here are mostly wide and allow lots of room for cyclists on the side and cars and trucks to coexist. AND the traffic here is quite used to bikes and pedestrians - and what traffic there is is fairly slow and well behaved.
Jacque wanted to ride her Catrike too, and left shortly after I did to ride to the same shopping center where my barber awaited.
The weather here has been in the upper 80's during the day and upper 50's and lower 60's overnight.
This ride was after the day was well warmed up but I didn't get close to overheated. I was able to ride side streets until about the last half mile, when I had to approach Foothills Drive. Since it is a very heavy traffic street, I violated bike policy and rode on the concrete sidewalk the rest of the way. Crossing 4 lanes of heavy traffic to get across the street when I found the barber necessitated several minutes of waiting for a sufficient opening but it was not that problematical.
The shop had a line inside and I had been sitting and waiting for my turn under the scissors when I heard a very familiar sound of small dogs barking and carrying on, which turned out to be Jacque and our two marvelous mutts just arriving.
I got my haircut, done just right, ate a small lunch at a small cafe next door in the shopping strip, and started back to our temporary home.
I poked along with Jacque for a mile or two. She encouraged me to go on ahead since I ride faster, so I took off. Rather than just leave her so far behind, I turned a corner and rode around a several-block loop, coming out again on the same street as Jacque and behind her. As I almost caught up with her, she took off from a stop sign. As I stopped to take my turn at the stop, I noticed my right front tire was extremely low. As I rolled forward a few more feet, hoping I could make it home without having to pump it up, it went totally flat. Frustrated and hot, I pulled over and brought out my tool-bag containing my CO2 tire inflator. The tire inflated almost immediately but as tried to get started again one bead of the tire popped off the rim. After several attempts to get the tire to seat properly on the rim, I noticed a steel wire poking out of the tube and tire works and realized: The tire was ruined. I had ridden it too long too low in pressure, and the tire beads were popped out of the rubber, meaning there was no way for the tire to stay on the rim when inflated with any pressure at all.
Digging through my pannier full of tools and parts, I found the new 20" tube I have been carrying around for several years was NOT the correct tube. It was a 20 X 1.95 tube, which will fit Jacque's fat tires but no way would it fit my narrow 1" tires.
So, I had to give it up and call for help. Jacque answered her cell phone. She was not home yet, and had a bit of a ride left to get there and drive the Ford Exploder back to rescue me.
Back at the RV, I had a spare tire AND a spare tube of the correct size, so I was back in business in about half an hour.
Tonight I took it for a 3-mile ride around the neighborhood to make sure it indeed is back in working order and it did fine. Now to just find another spare tire and tube for future disasters....
Ride Started: 11:59 AM Ride Ended: 2:53 PM
Beginning Battery Voltage: 13.3 Ending Voltage: 13.0 Lowest: 12.2
Beginning Blood Glucose: 157 Ending BG: 70
Lowest Temp 67F Highest Temp: 84F
Stats from the GPS: Total Miles: 7.7
Overall average speed Moving Avg Max Speed
4.0 MPH 5.9 MPH 16.7 MPH
Total Trip time Moving Time Stopped Time
2 hours 51 mins 1 hour 45 mins 1 hour 6 minutes
Thursday, January 11, 2018
Squaw Lake in our Desert
Today's Tracking from the Desert to the Lake
Amongst almost daily short rides, we occasionally do something more interesting than haul trash .
Today Jacque wanted to ride over to the "beach" at Squaw Lake which is just around a couple hills from us with a quite low vehicular traffic count. I was working on TV and Ham antenna repairs so she left at least an hour before I did, with both Tink and Lilly in her cargo baskets. It was noon before I got done with my tinkering, and my blood sugar was so low I was getting wacky. While I was eating a snack, Jacque called on the cell phone to tell me how nice the lake was, so I promised to ride on over as soon as I finished stuffing my face.
I needed to get rid of a bag of trash so I bungeed it on the back of the trike and took off. Six-tenths of a mile later I plopped it into the dumpster and continued on around the rocky road to the lake.
We had previously driven this short road so I thought I knew what was ahead, but of course on the trike the trip was a tad more tedious. I was a bit surprised to learn just how long this particular short stretch of road was. First you cross a dam on a paved road that seemingly hasn't been re-paved or improved in the last 40 years or so, and at the other end of the dam the road drops precipitously downward toward the small lake. It was fun smoking down the hill in spite of the curves and rocky rough surface, and then a pleasant short jaunt across the parking lots to the water's edge, with picnic tables available for tired cyclists to sit and cool off.
We are parked in the Sonoran Desert only a few miles from the US Army's Yuma Proving Ground, yet in spite of the volcanic debris littering the moonscape-like landscape, the lower Colorado River is within walking distance, turning the rocky landscape into thousands of acres of fresh greenery, fruit and vegetables as far as the eye can see, courtesy of this Imperial Dam we're parked close to.
It's mind boggling to think this river comes all the way from Colorado, flows through Hoover Dam and well over a dozen other irrigation and power producing dams and waterways, providing livelihood and groceries and recreation to literally millions of people. We old duffers parked in RV's up and down the BLM lands away from or near the river are just specks on the map.
I had packed my insulated 32 ounce soda cup with ice and stashed a full can of Diet Barq's Root Beer in the rear pack, and it had survived the trip nicely. I carefully emptied the root beer into the ice and enjoyed a lot of fizz and burps before I got through with it, sitting at the table's edge with a bit of shade to hide behind to help cool off.
After this short respite, Jacque again left before I did and I followed shortly thereafter when I finished the fizzy drink. The climb uphill was not too bad, but was as usual longer than desired before reaching the top.
We had some shopping to accomplish in Yuma so we returned to the RV house-on-wheels, locked up the trikes, and drove the twenty-plus miles to Yuma.
Here we are "dry camping" without external power or hookups whatsoever along with a couple hundred other Snow-Birds and we find it difficult to avoid a trip to Yuma and the assorted stores every other day or so.
Ride Started: 12:52 PM Ride Ended: 2:17 PM
Stats from the GPS: Total Miles: 5:69
Overall average speed Moving Avg Max Speed
3.5 MPH 5.0 MPH 27.10 MPH
Total Trip time Moving Time Stopped Time
1 Hour 37 minutes 1 hour 7 minutes 30 minutes
Amongst almost daily short rides, we occasionally do something more interesting than haul trash .
Today Jacque wanted to ride over to the "beach" at Squaw Lake which is just around a couple hills from us with a quite low vehicular traffic count. I was working on TV and Ham antenna repairs so she left at least an hour before I did, with both Tink and Lilly in her cargo baskets. It was noon before I got done with my tinkering, and my blood sugar was so low I was getting wacky. While I was eating a snack, Jacque called on the cell phone to tell me how nice the lake was, so I promised to ride on over as soon as I finished stuffing my face.
I needed to get rid of a bag of trash so I bungeed it on the back of the trike and took off. Six-tenths of a mile later I plopped it into the dumpster and continued on around the rocky road to the lake.
We had previously driven this short road so I thought I knew what was ahead, but of course on the trike the trip was a tad more tedious. I was a bit surprised to learn just how long this particular short stretch of road was. First you cross a dam on a paved road that seemingly hasn't been re-paved or improved in the last 40 years or so, and at the other end of the dam the road drops precipitously downward toward the small lake. It was fun smoking down the hill in spite of the curves and rocky rough surface, and then a pleasant short jaunt across the parking lots to the water's edge, with picnic tables available for tired cyclists to sit and cool off.
We are parked in the Sonoran Desert only a few miles from the US Army's Yuma Proving Ground, yet in spite of the volcanic debris littering the moonscape-like landscape, the lower Colorado River is within walking distance, turning the rocky landscape into thousands of acres of fresh greenery, fruit and vegetables as far as the eye can see, courtesy of this Imperial Dam we're parked close to.
It's mind boggling to think this river comes all the way from Colorado, flows through Hoover Dam and well over a dozen other irrigation and power producing dams and waterways, providing livelihood and groceries and recreation to literally millions of people. We old duffers parked in RV's up and down the BLM lands away from or near the river are just specks on the map.
I had packed my insulated 32 ounce soda cup with ice and stashed a full can of Diet Barq's Root Beer in the rear pack, and it had survived the trip nicely. I carefully emptied the root beer into the ice and enjoyed a lot of fizz and burps before I got through with it, sitting at the table's edge with a bit of shade to hide behind to help cool off.
After this short respite, Jacque again left before I did and I followed shortly thereafter when I finished the fizzy drink. The climb uphill was not too bad, but was as usual longer than desired before reaching the top.
We had some shopping to accomplish in Yuma so we returned to the RV house-on-wheels, locked up the trikes, and drove the twenty-plus miles to Yuma.
Here we are "dry camping" without external power or hookups whatsoever along with a couple hundred other Snow-Birds and we find it difficult to avoid a trip to Yuma and the assorted stores every other day or so.
Ride Started: 12:52 PM Ride Ended: 2:17 PM
Stats from the GPS: Total Miles: 5:69
Overall average speed Moving Avg Max Speed
3.5 MPH 5.0 MPH 27.10 MPH
Total Trip time Moving Time Stopped Time
1 Hour 37 minutes 1 hour 7 minutes 30 minutes
Saturday, January 6, 2018
Riding in the Rocks Again
Quick Tracking to our Sliver of California
Since we vacated our house and moved into the RV I have found it difficult to keep up this blog.
We have parked the RV all over the place and ridden the trikes but much of the rides have been undocumented.
We've spent RV nights in Socorro NM, Roswell NM, Artesia NM, White's City NM, Las Cruces NM, Casa Grande AZ, and now for almost 3 weeks near Imperial Dam, on the CA side of the Colorado River just north of Yuma AZ. Out here on low-cost BLM land, we've been dry camping without external hookups for water, electricity, and sewer. Which means I've had to replace our tired deep cycle batteries, repair bad solar panel connections, and run the generator a lot.
Our BLM spot has fresh drinking water available, sewer dumping stations, trash dumpsters, but NO electricity. So we run the generator a lot, and make trips of about half a mile to the dump station about once a week.
Hauling 2 or 3 bags of trash daily is a fair excuse to ride the trike over there and back.
Yesterday we both rode down the very bumpy road, paved and otherwise, to the actual Imperial Dam location. It turns out to have a nice grassy picnic and camping area (3 day limit) right at the dam's edge. Only about 3 miles away and a nice (if bumpy) bike ride.
We make runs to Yuma for ice and groceries every other day or so, and found a nice dancing club with a live band playing good old country and western dance tunes. Very fun.
Typical daily bike run:
Ride Started: 6:00PM Ride Ended: 6:22PM
Stats from the GPS: Total Miles: 1:46
Overall average speed Moving Avg Max Speed
3.6 MPH 5.6 MPH 12.0 MPH
Total Trip time Moving Time Stopped Time
24 minutes 15 minutes 8 minutes
Since we vacated our house and moved into the RV I have found it difficult to keep up this blog.
We have parked the RV all over the place and ridden the trikes but much of the rides have been undocumented.
We've spent RV nights in Socorro NM, Roswell NM, Artesia NM, White's City NM, Las Cruces NM, Casa Grande AZ, and now for almost 3 weeks near Imperial Dam, on the CA side of the Colorado River just north of Yuma AZ. Out here on low-cost BLM land, we've been dry camping without external hookups for water, electricity, and sewer. Which means I've had to replace our tired deep cycle batteries, repair bad solar panel connections, and run the generator a lot.
Our BLM spot has fresh drinking water available, sewer dumping stations, trash dumpsters, but NO electricity. So we run the generator a lot, and make trips of about half a mile to the dump station about once a week.
Hauling 2 or 3 bags of trash daily is a fair excuse to ride the trike over there and back.
Yesterday we both rode down the very bumpy road, paved and otherwise, to the actual Imperial Dam location. It turns out to have a nice grassy picnic and camping area (3 day limit) right at the dam's edge. Only about 3 miles away and a nice (if bumpy) bike ride.
We make runs to Yuma for ice and groceries every other day or so, and found a nice dancing club with a live band playing good old country and western dance tunes. Very fun.
Typical daily bike run:
Ride Started: 6:00PM Ride Ended: 6:22PM
Stats from the GPS: Total Miles: 1:46
Overall average speed Moving Avg Max Speed
3.6 MPH 5.6 MPH 12.0 MPH
Total Trip time Moving Time Stopped Time
24 minutes 15 minutes 8 minutes
Monday, November 6, 2017
Threesome Riding
Today's 4-Mile Tracking
I wnted to get in at least a few miles on the trike today, but I get tired of leaving the lap-dogs behind.
I've towed them in the trailer before, so I'm not sure why I haven't done it more often, except maybe for pure absent-mindedness. The trailer is quite easy to pull and the doggies weigh less than the trailer they ride in.
So I loaded all three of us into the Ford Exploder and off we went down the goat path to the pavement of Frost Road to saddle up on the trike.
We're in process of evacuating our house in order to sell it, and still have some heavy hauling to do to get all the good stuff (that won't fit in the no-slideout RV) into our storage cubicle. Thus my desire to shorten the ride today so I could make more trips to the storage unit with the trailer full of moving stuff instead of trike paraphernalia.
So we only did barely over 4 miles today. The weather was sunny and not that cold, but the wind was blowing pretty stiff toward the east, as seen from the whipping flagtennas in the picture. So much that I was reluctant to go very far east since this wind would be a stiff headwind in our faces on the way back.
So now it's away to the piles of moving boxes we need hauled over to the storage unit....
Ride Started: 1:31 PM Ride Ended: 2:14 PM
Beginning Battery Voltage: 13.3 Ending Voltage: 12.9 Lowest: 12.5
Beginning Blood Glucose: 206 Ending BG Reading: 85
Lowest Temp 57F Highest Temp: 54F
Stats from the GPS: Total Miles: 4.41
Overall average speed Moving Avg Max Speed
6.0 MPH 7.9 MPH 26.2 MPH
Total Trip time Moving Time Stopped Time
44 minutes 33 minutes 10 minutes
I wnted to get in at least a few miles on the trike today, but I get tired of leaving the lap-dogs behind.
I've towed them in the trailer before, so I'm not sure why I haven't done it more often, except maybe for pure absent-mindedness. The trailer is quite easy to pull and the doggies weigh less than the trailer they ride in.
So I loaded all three of us into the Ford Exploder and off we went down the goat path to the pavement of Frost Road to saddle up on the trike.
The pooches ARE restrained, but I shortened the strap after these pix
We're in process of evacuating our house in order to sell it, and still have some heavy hauling to do to get all the good stuff (that won't fit in the no-slideout RV) into our storage cubicle. Thus my desire to shorten the ride today so I could make more trips to the storage unit with the trailer full of moving stuff instead of trike paraphernalia.
So we only did barely over 4 miles today. The weather was sunny and not that cold, but the wind was blowing pretty stiff toward the east, as seen from the whipping flagtennas in the picture. So much that I was reluctant to go very far east since this wind would be a stiff headwind in our faces on the way back.
So now it's away to the piles of moving boxes we need hauled over to the storage unit....
Ride Started: 1:31 PM Ride Ended: 2:14 PM
Beginning Battery Voltage: 13.3 Ending Voltage: 12.9 Lowest: 12.5
Beginning Blood Glucose: 206 Ending BG Reading: 85
Lowest Temp 57F Highest Temp: 54F
Stats from the GPS: Total Miles: 4.41
Overall average speed Moving Avg Max Speed
6.0 MPH 7.9 MPH 26.2 MPH
Total Trip time Moving Time Stopped Time
44 minutes 33 minutes 10 minutes
Saturday, November 4, 2017
Friday Rambling Run
Friday Tracking In the Bosque
We wanted to do our typical joint Friday Tandem Terratrike ride but debated on whether it was worth a 30+ mile trip to ride the tree filled beauty of the Bosque Trail or suck it up and do a hilly up 'n down ride around here closer to home.
Since we had a lengthy list of stuff we needed from WalMart , we decided to combine the trip and get in a few miles along the Rio Grande and then blow our cash at the Big Box Store.
We got rolling an hour or more earlier than we usually do.
Our newly-discovered red-gravel trails were fairly populated with bikers, walkers, other dogs, and families with squealing little kids, all fun to encounter except for one or two who couldn't be bothered to smile or say "HI". The kiddos were especially enamored with Tink and Lilly riding in the plastic milk crate dog-perch on the back of the trike behind Jacque. Fun.
We only made about 4-something miles when we decided we were hungry enough to interrupt the trip and skedaddle back toward the Old Town area for some expensive but yummy Southwestern cuisine.
When we got there, we were surprised at the lack of crowds AND the lowered pricing on the food available. The last time we were there the Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta was in full swing, which obviously helped increase the crowds AND prices.
We again dined at the Quesadilla Grille in Old Town, and currently their web page demonstrates their hot air inflated Balloon Prices :
Our meal prices this Friday were several dollars cheaper apiece. We had their Taco Plate meals. Jacque chose chicken and I chose ground beef, and both of us loved the food. Total cost about 24 bucks including drinks and tip. Even skinflint Jim (Your Modest Author) found no fault with these prices.
Several people in the Plaza asked if they could take our picture, which we (of course graciously) allowed. We often joke that if we charged $5 a pop for such photo ops we would either be bothered less OR make enough money to pay for our meals during these jaunts.
By now it was approaching 3-something PM and we needed to get started on our shopping so we rode back to the Exploder/trailer combination with full tummies.
When we stopped at the dinosaur-powered vehicles we were mildly surprised to see we had accomplished 10 miles for this modest ride.
Ride Started: 11:12 AM Ride Ended: 3:03 PM
Beginning Battery Voltage: 13.3 Ending Voltage: 13.2 Lowest: 12.2
Beginning Blood Glucose: 137 Ending BG: 130
Lowest Temp 64F Highest Temp: 75F
Stats from the GPS: Total Miles: 10.07
Overall average speed Moving Avg Max Speed
4.0 MPH 5.9 MPH 13.1 MPH
Total Trip time Moving Time Stopped Time
2 hous 30 mins 1 hour 41 mins 48 minutes
We wanted to do our typical joint Friday Tandem Terratrike ride but debated on whether it was worth a 30+ mile trip to ride the tree filled beauty of the Bosque Trail or suck it up and do a hilly up 'n down ride around here closer to home.
Since we had a lengthy list of stuff we needed from WalMart , we decided to combine the trip and get in a few miles along the Rio Grande and then blow our cash at the Big Box Store.
We got rolling an hour or more earlier than we usually do.
Our newly-discovered red-gravel trails were fairly populated with bikers, walkers, other dogs, and families with squealing little kids, all fun to encounter except for one or two who couldn't be bothered to smile or say "HI". The kiddos were especially enamored with Tink and Lilly riding in the plastic milk crate dog-perch on the back of the trike behind Jacque. Fun.
We only made about 4-something miles when we decided we were hungry enough to interrupt the trip and skedaddle back toward the Old Town area for some expensive but yummy Southwestern cuisine.
When we got there, we were surprised at the lack of crowds AND the lowered pricing on the food available. The last time we were there the Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta was in full swing, which obviously helped increase the crowds AND prices.
We again dined at the Quesadilla Grille in Old Town, and currently their web page demonstrates their hot air inflated Balloon Prices :
Our meal prices this Friday were several dollars cheaper apiece. We had their Taco Plate meals. Jacque chose chicken and I chose ground beef, and both of us loved the food. Total cost about 24 bucks including drinks and tip. Even skinflint Jim (Your Modest Author) found no fault with these prices.
Several people in the Plaza asked if they could take our picture, which we (of course graciously) allowed. We often joke that if we charged $5 a pop for such photo ops we would either be bothered less OR make enough money to pay for our meals during these jaunts.
By now it was approaching 3-something PM and we needed to get started on our shopping so we rode back to the Exploder/trailer combination with full tummies.
When we stopped at the dinosaur-powered vehicles we were mildly surprised to see we had accomplished 10 miles for this modest ride.
Ride Started: 11:12 AM Ride Ended: 3:03 PM
Beginning Battery Voltage: 13.3 Ending Voltage: 13.2 Lowest: 12.2
Beginning Blood Glucose: 137 Ending BG: 130
Lowest Temp 64F Highest Temp: 75F
Stats from the GPS: Total Miles: 10.07
Overall average speed Moving Avg Max Speed
4.0 MPH 5.9 MPH 13.1 MPH
Total Trip time Moving Time Stopped Time
2 hous 30 mins 1 hour 41 mins 48 minutes
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