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December 21st, 2005
Best of Overheard in New York:
Girl on cell: What am I going to do? I don’t know how to tell him that I hate cheese.
–Artisanal ladies’ room, Park Avenue
Best of Overheard in New York:
Girl on cell: What am I going to do? I don’t know how to tell him that I hate cheese.
–Artisanal ladies’ room, Park Avenue
Today I saw a link to a Transportation Alternatives press release on
biking during the transit strike.
I was quite surprised (dumbfounded) to see only two sentences on dressing properly for the cold. In one of my circles, this subject is a source of perennial conversation, philosophizing, fine-tuning and oneupsmanship. And all that TransAlt says is “wear gloves, and consider a hat or bandanna”. Right now my computer tells me that the temperature is -6 celsius: a bandanna is not going to keep your ears from literally freezing. So here, because I love you, are some tips learned through three winters of serious winter biking. The first section concerns body temperature, the second addresses safe handling issues.
It truly is important not to overdress: sweat = water = ice on your skin. But some areas sweat more than others, some areas get less body heat circulation than others, and ideally you will have the option of adjusting your coverings to let out heat when you really start warming up.
But it’s also important to understand that you will always sweat, no matter what. This morning I was experimenting with fewer, thinner layers than usual: cold-weather Under Armour, a thin cotton oxford buttondown shirt, and my windbreaker. I was hoping this would keep me drier by keeping me cooler. It certainly kept me cooler: my trunk never warmed up, I felt cold in my torso for the whole 50 minutes I rode. But when I stopped, my buttondown shirt was damp with the sweat that been kept from evaporating by my [waterproof] windbreaker, whose pit-zips and front zipper I was too cold to unzip this morning. On my way home, I will skip the oxford and wear my medium-thick sweater over the under armour, and should be able to unzip my pitzips after 10-20 minutes.
The city generally does a decent job of cleaning snow off the streets, but the real problems come when the snow has melted and refrozen into patches of ice. Or, worse, when these refrozen patches begin to melt and become superslick with a layer of water on top, as if freshly zambonied.
Don’t freak out about it too much: ice makes up a tiny, statistically meaningless portion of the ground you will cover on your bike; it is almost always avoidable. In fact, so far I’ve only hit unavoidable ice once in NYC, and I would have been fine except that I was going too fast: Last winter I took a bad spill on the Williamsburgh Bridge when I was going 18mph near the bottom of the bridge, was braking in anticipation of a turn, and hit a patch of ice that had shifted and reformed during the day. This taught me two things:
Oh, three things actually:
Slick but bumpy ice bounces your tire and gives you more chances to lose traction than smooth ice, but smooth ice gives you further to slip if you lose traction. As long as you’re going slow enough, you can probably catch yourself in either case.
Look ahead and avoid ice.
Okay, it’s probably not going to sabotage you to brake very gently. But practice and learn to avoid skids, or to handle the skids safely. It won’t kill you to fall on ice anyway, but it will make you feel like a badass when you don’t fall.
Further reading:
BikeWinter Chicago: Gin’s Tips (and the rest of “Tips & Resources”)
icebike.org, especially:
http://www.icebike.org/Clothing/clothing.htm
http://www.icebike.org/Articles/techniques.htm
http://www.transalt.org/info/cycling.html
http://www.transalt.org/press/magazine/926NovDeccc/12-13streetwise.html
Insight from a thread on the yazlist:
if III is to blame, what options does one have to extract XML from III”s systems using yaz tools?
In the general case, it can’t be done. This server is equivalent to shop that has a sign outside saying “We sell baked beans”. You go inside and buy a tin of beans, but when you get home and open it, you find it’s full of stewed prunes. No amount of post-processing will reliably turn prunes into beans.