My Rapha roundel from this past summer.
We made several stops during our 160km route, including a food stop at Hutch’s on the Beach in Hamilton, a couple of wineries and ice cream in Port Dalhousie.
Joe’s route was very scenic and included having us bike over the Burlington Canal lift bridge, along Lake Ontario and through peach groves.
It was during an impromptu stop by a peach grove that we got into some trouble. Most of the peach orchards were clearly harvested because the trees didn’t have any fruit on them, while the ground surrounding the trees were covered in peaches at various stages of ripening. Since the fallen fruit were clearly not going to be sold, we thought we could help ourselves to them and not let the non-mouldy peaches go to waste.
When I was half way through eating a juicy peach that I had scavenged, a farmer slowed down and lectured us from his truck. He told us that taking fruit from a commercial farm was a federal offence that came with a punishment of 6 months in jail. Moreoever, fruit from the ground had more herbicides and pesticides than those picked directly from the trees and could pose a health risk. Wops!!
Needless to say, we didn’t partake in any other illegal activities for the rest of our ride!
And after a full day of biking (plus a very quick sprint to the falls to beat the rain) we took the bike train Go Train home back to Toronto. Look at how civilized this is compared to the version that we were offered last year!
Thank you Joe for organizing this ride for us!! I couldn’t have asked for a better group of people to spend 16 hours on a bike with. The company and the ride was so enjoyable that, it really didn’t feel like we were toiling through 160km. I would love to do it again!
Almost a month ago I participated in the Rapha Women’s 100 challenge, where women around the world set off to ride as close to 100km as they could in one day. In exchange, Rapha offered to send out cute, fabric roundels to all the finishers and I wanted to be one of them.
I was out at a beautiful cottage on the day of the challenge, so instead of rounding up my lovely girl riders, Andre and I mapped out a 105 km route along the country roads by Lake Calabogie and set off.
While we didn’t anticipate the hills to be as steep as they were nor did we realize how hard rolling hills were. What we truly didn’t expect were the unsafe passing by motorists along the country ‘highway’. Most cars passed us with ample room, but so many rushed to overtake us even when there was on-coming traffic.
As you can see in the first photo below, there isn’t much of a shoulder on the highway. Every time a vehicle buzzed closely by, I had to clench my handlebars to not get sucked into the side of the vehicle and hold my breath, because it felt like if I took even a slight deviation from my line, I would be toast.
All I could think of, during the highway portion of this ride was, ‘This is why Greg Curnoe isn’t with us anymore.’
We were so happy when we were back on quiet country roads!
And here we are at the end of our first metric century, feeling tired but accomplished.
I’m looking forward to getting my roundel in the mail!
Even though I haven’t blogged in a very long time, I have been biking more than ever this year! I use Strava to track all my long ride (not the short city/errand rides), so if you are so inclined you can follow me/friend me there!
On good weeks I go on two long rides (about 60kms each) where one includes some hill climb training and the other is a fast fixed gear ride. If you are up for a good workout, please come out and join me. These rides can always use more women on them!
I’m still really frustrated and angry about my drawn out trial with the driver who hit me, but everything should conclude in a few weeks on August 6th.
So while I hold my breath about what will happen with the trial, I am also planning on doing a few Cupcake Rides this summer/fall to celebrate the 5th season of the Toronto Girls’ Cupcake ride! So please check back here in the upcoming weeks for news about a ride.
I won an award thanks to the multi-talented fellow Cupcake Rider, Andrea! Thank you Andrea!
But I haven’t blogged in over half a year and I feel a bit sheepish accepting an award for something that I don’t do as much anymore.
So instead, everybody that reads this post, please go visit Andrea’s great blog. She writes about hew sewing, her bike rides and sometimes about her ukulele! Her writing style is witty and while she is quite modest, she is truly a renaissance woman.
At the end of August I was hit by a car while riding my road bike. Luckily my bike only sustained handlebar tape damage and although my elbow is still a bit sore and can get itchy when I exercise, an ultrasound recently showed that it is merely swollen tissue that is taking a long time to heal. I feel extremely lucky that the rest of my injuries healed up quickly and I haven’t sustained any chronic pain.
That being said, getting compensation for my jersey, helmet and the mere $60 (with labour) to replace my handlebar tape has been a huge hassle. I feel like insurance companies try to make things as difficult as possible to try to reduce their costs by discouraging claims through tedious paperwork and long phone calls.
Through all my phone calls with insurance adjusters and claim intake people, I’ve recounted the collision at least half a dozen times with each call lasting at least 1 hour (not including wait times). I still haven’t gotten all my paperwork finished and filled out by my doctor and physiotherapist either.
Because of this, these past couple of months I’ve been kind of down. I can’t imagine having to go through all this if my injuries were worse or if I had to go in for intense physiotherapy sessions and deal with recounting the collision repeatedly.
If my small collision is having this kind of toll on my spirits, I can’t imagine how hard things must be for people suffering with PTSD.
So when my summons to witness came in, I couldn’t help but take it personally. Despite the police officer warning me that the driver who struck me would probably dispute the traffic ticket (because the fine and demerit points were really high), receiving the court notice made me really angry.
I know the driver is just trying her luck in hopes that either myself or the police officer won’t show up to court so that she can walk away without having to pay the fine and keep the 6 demerit points off of her driving record. But for me, I feel that her trying to dispute this ticket is so disrespectful. Disrespectful of my injuries, disrespectful of all the time that I’ve spent talking to doctors, insurance adjusters and going around and getting everything replaced. Most of all disrespectful of another human being that she could have killed.
Please wish me luck next Wednesday at 9am. I don’t know if I will even have a chance to speak, but I’m going to try to do everything I can so that the driver doesn’t get her ticket dismissed or even have her fines reduced.
Hopefully once this is all over, I will feel like organizing bike rides and brunches again.
A few of weekends ago I was able to catch more fall colours with this lovely couple:
We met up at a cute mid-town cafe called Rachel’s Coffee House (thanks for the rec Rhonda!), so that Andrea could have another entry for her Coffeeneuring Challenge which she’s signed up for a 2nd year in a row. It was also a nice, quiet cafe where she could do some lab marking and I could drop by easily after checking out an exhibition space (I’m going to be showing some new paintings in February guys!).
After we indulged in the huge cookies and some warm drinks we biked up to Broadway, to take Broadway east to enter the Don Valley Trail through Serena Gundy Park.
It was such a beautiful ride!!
We noticed that despite the many trees with glorious colours there were still a lot of green trees as well. So there may still be time to take in the last of the fall colours yet!
Last night Denise and I went to Urbane Cyclist for a fitting party for RYB Denim.
RYB Denim is a local fashion design start-up that just reached their funding goal on Indie GoGo to create their first run of cycling jeans made specifically for women.
Denise and I both found the jeans to be very comfortable and fit very cute. Denise even rode a bike to experience the joy of wearing pants that were seamless in the crotch. We were sold and we went home that night and both purchased a pair of jeans at the discounted rate offered through the Indie GoGo campaign.
Ladies!! RYB Denim is going on the road and taking their samples with them so you can try them on! If you are in New York, Philly, Montréal or Ottawa I urge you to check out and try a pair of RYB jeans on. Or if you are already pretty savvy at shopping online for clothes (I’m not!) then you can read the details of the jean fitting right on the Indie GoGo page. There is only 10 days left to get a pair of cycling jeans made specifically for women for the Spring 2014 season!
Last week I met up with some friends that I hadn’t seen in a couple of years for a bike ride and a concert.
En route to the concert venue we rode down south on John St and I rode into the left lane to make a left turn (signalling at the same time) at King St. Soon after my lane change a cab pulled up behind me with more traffic following it, so my 2 friends decided to make the left turn as pedestrians.
There was a lot of traffic in the opposite direction, so I was standing in the middle of the intersection while waiting for an opportunity to turn left. Finally as the lights turned amber, I mounted my bike to turn left when suddenly the cab behind decides to over take me in the middle of the intersection and make a left turn by cutting me off.
Much like Meg, my first instinct was to yell and bang on the rear quarter panel of the vehicle. If I didn’t brake hard my front wheel would have hit the side of the cab.
Most likely because I pounded on his car, the cab driver actually stopped after he drove through the intersection and pulled over into the right lane. In typical, short-tempered fashion, however when I got to the side of his car I started yelling.
Shortly after, my friends who made the left as pedestrians caught up with us and that’s when something almost miraculous happened:
Mariano (calmly): Heeeey, you know that you were supposed to let the cyclist go first right?
Cabbie: Whatever! Whatever! I wasn’t going to hit her!!!
Hyedie: WHAT!? YOU TOTALLY ALMOST HIT ME! IF I DIDN’T STOP MY FRONT WHEEL WOULD BE BENT, I COULD HAVE ….
Mariano (calmly): Buddy, you didn’t mean to cut her off, right?
Cabbie & Hyedie: ….
Mariano (calmly): It was just a mistake, right?
Cabbie: Yes, it was a mistake.
In 2 sentences, Mariano was able to de-escalate an argument and get the cabbie to admit he made a mistake! All thanks to his calm demeanor.
Lesson learned. Calm and even-keeled gets your point across faster and more efficiently. I mean all the shouting that I end up doing in these types of situations probably just makes me look like a certain mayor of a Canadian city anyway.
Yesterday was the Phantom Bike Lanes Bike Ride hosted by Ward 14 & Ward 18 Cycle Toronto Ward Groups! Despite the cold, the turn-out was great!
Bike lanes on Lansdowne were approved 4 years ago but haven’t been painted in … yet.
Better (and totally amazing) photos, by Martin, here!