To feel like a kid again. Tried and true. This is part of what Cranked is about. The joy of bicycles, the good times they bring, the great memories they leave. What do we owe to bikes? Monday this week was a great day, it was certainly the combination of good friends and excessive fun on bikes that made it great. Let me tell you about it.
The day started out just like any day, only that I made plans to hang out and hit the dirt jumps at Greenlake with Hotte. I’m unemployed right now, so I roll out of bed rather than the usual sprint out the door to work. Eggos for breakfast-—with Eggo syrup; a healthy intake of sugar and aluminum. Grabbed the Montague folding mountain bike to head to the jumps. I amazed myself by getting there in less than 20 minutes. And this is where the true nostalgia for these salad days began: meeting Hotte at the jumps. Myself riding the Montague, Hotte on his more capable Transition Trail or Park, we hit the jumps with great repetition, desperately seeking the euphoric feeling of air beneath our wheels; if only a few inches. After an hour or so of this we decided to grab a six-pack. Typical of my memories of high school, this jaunt consisted of some hitches. One, arguing with the clerk at a 7-11 about something he—or she (possibly a heavily bearded lady)—was probably in the right on, and then two, having some mechanical issue that took abnormally long to repair; in this case, a blown tire on the Trail or Park. Flat repaired at a gas station, where the beer was purchased as opposed to the 7-11, where we were “shockingly” refused service. The phrase might be trite, but the day was working out to be nothing short of “good times”.
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So we’ve added some new pages to the website that those of you who are interested in contributing to the Cranked might want to check out.
Articles and Photography, there’s a pleasant little page that gives you some guidelines to follow:
And for those interested in advertising, there’s another page,
Feel free to check them both out! And if there are any questions, do not hesitate to get in touch
No, not the dance club I used to get dragged out to in DC that people thought incorrectly was a heroin den. Train tracks; or more accurately streetcar tracks and light rail tracks! I’m happy to see them myself, we’ll just have to keep an eye out when crossing them with our thin tires. We all know people that have had this happen to them in one form or another:
I’ll assume the Master Plan takes these track’s danger into consideration and puts some similar signs up. These harsh “endo approaching” signs always make me crack up (much like these action packed signs do).
I enjoy riding around on Westlake Ave nowadays, and look forward to negotiating these rails and the streetcars that will be on them, much like one has to in towns like Portland or San Francisco.
Riding down Pine has been fun lately too, just seeing the change in progress as the months pass by to accomodate the new Light Rail. So much change. So much growth. Is it perfect? Of course not, but maybe it’s getting us closer to some kind of mass transit mecca? One day. I’m hoping that this 1.3 mile track from South Lake Union to Downtown really will provide enough options for trips in the area. My initial thought is “why limit it to 1.3 miles?” The current monorail is only 1.2 miles in length and we always hear the criticism of that being merely a tourist attraction.
I’m very glad to see thoughts put forward for future expansions of it, I hope the streetcar gets the support it needs to continue it’s growth and expansion. I’m a supporter of it’s potential, let’s just make sure it doesn’t become some toy train for the upper-crust or allow it to fall into disrepair, get questionably replaced, or outright dismantled.
Doin’ the taxes. Writing off some stuff. Acting like a CPA. Thankful I’ve got until Tuesday.
Pretty tired from Amtrakking it down and back to Portland for Filmed by Bike.
Scenery en route
What a great time that was, hopefully you made it and got to enjoy all the great films. Ayleen puts on an awesome event, and was fazmatastically hospitable by putting us up and having breakfast with us at the Cup & Saucer. I regret not making it to the Logan’s Run alleycat and party at the B-side on Saturday, there were some books and more coffee calling our names at Powell’s, and then of course the train ride back to Seattle. Portland, you’re great, glad to have met all the new people there.
Enjoy some of the other photos from the weekend here.
Oh, and a happy happy birthday to Maybe, you’re two!
Yeah, we’re heading down to Portland this weekend. I just re-did Brooke’s handlebars.
Gotta travel in style
What’s happening in Portland this weekend, you ask? Why Filmed by Bike, of course! That’s why this post is named the way it is. I’m utterly ecstatic to hop on the train and spend the beginning of the weekend down in Portland. I’ll be helping out Ayleen sell some Filmed by Bike DVD’s along with copies of Cranked. I’m really excited to see some rad bike flicks, all the party faces, and if it’ll be anything like last year, just scads and scads of bikes everywhere.
The Midnight Mystery Ride is reason enough to visit Portland with a bike, and there just so happens to be a ride planned this Friday after the two screenings of the Festival. I’ve been on one of these rides, after last year’s FBB. I heard it was quite the raucous time. I heard it was a lot of fun. I know there was a lot of beer consumed. I can’t wait to go on one again. Friday.
Friday will mark my first day without a job. I’m excited about that as well. I’ll be looking for something soon, seriously, got any suggestions? Bike shops, book shops? But in the meantime I will surely take a few days to enjoy the great weather I’ve arranged for the Pacific Northwest area. Arranged for, wished for—same thing, right?
This week there was an article published in the Seattle Post-Intelligencer on the mayor’s intention to develop a bicycle network. The comments in the Soundoff are the typical vitriol you see on any message board between ignorant—and opinionated—motorists and the possibly over-anxious, but mostly logical cyclists. (Bias? Yes please.)
I would like to live in a city that can actually “do better” than other cities in terms of having a bicycle network, but more importantly I want to live in a city where I can simply ride my bike as an alternative to driving and if there is to be some overseeing “network” to make that easier, then let’s see it. Sack up and do it. I, for one, am tired of all this namby-pamby indecision about what is the “only” way to implement it. Why does any one way need to over-rule any other? The city is going to take their time doing anything (that is just the way Seattle “operates”) if there are alternatives then by all means, allow them to develop, at least in the meantime, and when this glorious network is fully available, then maybe they can co-exist.
To quote the venerable Marlene, the city’s planning and it’s road map sounds like “just so much fluff,” in this article and others I’ve read. Where are the results? This article it even states “…the plan is not a binding commitment to specific changes.” Can’t someone just commit to something? Don’t be placated by this message of a promised network, hold them to it. Isn’t this city stricken with the handicap of always talking and planning, but never doing? I’d rather not see us put all our eggs in the same basket and “plan” all that money away. (Think Monorail, and I guess the Viaduct). Like another editorial in the P-I, there are just too many “Mights”.
My point is, if it is to happen, then make it happen. I’m happy the mayor says he wants to make Seattle the best and the safest city in the nation for bicycling. Just make sure it happens. This is an easy one, more easy than the Viaduct or 520 bridge, instead of talking about it, do it and the easiest way to do it is to simply ride your bike. Mayor Nickels, ride your bike to work—everyday. Everyone, ride your bike; its the only way to understand what it’s all about. I’m not a huge advocate for bike lanes, but if they get more people riding, then I say fantastic, let them happen, just sooner as opposed to later.