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Xtra-spooky? Halloween, Xtracycle Style

Little Red Riding Hood (the six-year old) needed a ride to her Halloween party after school today. Xtracycles to the rescue. Here she is joined in the carbikepool by a ferocious dinosaur (our four-year old), and a friendly cowgirl from the bikepool.

Little Red Riding Hood and Company on the Xtracycle Bikepool
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Trader Joes: $187.93

Big Grocery Load at Trader Joes

…contrary to our cashier’s expectations, we got the whole mammoth cart on the bikes with room to spare. The first time we did this we spent as much time packing the bikes as we did shopping. But as the weeks go by, we’re getting faster and finding we have room for more. Once the sideloaders reach a certain “fullness” I can’t resist stuffing them to make it all worthwhile (twice I’ve sent Anne back for more beer). We’re learning some tricks on that front. (A bakfiets would would be the ultimate in easy packing, but talking to Todd at Clever Cycles it’s probably too darn hilly here.)

And who would have thought the Wald basket, while cool in an old-fashioned-paperboy way, would represent a packing revelation? This little 14x9x9 beauty holds cameras, beer, wine, coffee cups, sweaters, gloves, hats, lunch, stuffed pink piggies, American Girl dolls, and the occasional U-lock. Once again, those guys at Rivendell are onto something simple that works fantastically. When Anne gets the rigid fork on her Xtra, she’s getting a Wald, too.

Check the the thumbnail image for some packing details.

xtracycle at TJs - detailed packing info

-Tim

Seattle Mayor Nichols Wants to Show You His Rack(s)

Circle Bike Rack from SDOT SDOT Photo

As we ride more (and more and more) around our fair city, I’m struck by how little the city does to accommodate the parking of our two-wheeled steeds. Racks are few and far between, but cars are welcomed on nearly every curb. It used to be, back in the day, this didn’t matter much because you could count on a nearby, sturdy, parking meter…

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It’s Fall

leaves on snapdeck

Seattle fall weather has officially arrived. It’s windy, wet and on the downward spiral toward darkness. In a couple of weeks cars will start turning their headlights on @ 3:00 pm. This is the time of year Tim and I talk longingly of moving to San Diego. This morning I met my sister for coffee and I didn’t even think about driving. I just put on my favorite wool base layer and a shell and got on the bike and rode the 8 miles. So maybe I’m over the hump? Last fall I would have sheepishly gotten into my car and driven because I didn’t feel like getting wet. We’ll see how I do in a couple of months.

– Anne

What’s your Walk Score?

walkscore, inspired by sightline inst.

Enter your address and get your Walk Score. Ours is 74 – which is why getting around by bike and foot is a no brainer for us. We have a handful of grocery stores, coffee shops and restaurants that are an easy walk or bike ride away. We also have parks, a library and community center which are close as well. Our kids go to local schools so their friends live in the neighborhood. That’s the main reason we bought our house – it’s easy to walk just about anywhere we want to go.

One of our parenting philosophies is to choose activities for the kids that are close enough to walk or ride to. I’m not interested in being a taxi service – driving kids all over town to go to karate, ballet (insert activity here). If the kids want to participate in an activity – it has to be in the neighborhood. So far it has worked for us – they don’t like riding in cars any more than we like driving them so we’re all happy.

-Anne

Woody with the Xtracycle

Woody with the Xtracycle

Lest everyone think all Xtracycle owners are hipsters, earth muffins, or born-again yuppies, allow me to introduce Woody. We met Woody last week on one of our car-free errand days. I pedaled past his massively loaded rig on our way from downtown and just had to go back to talk to him.

woody

His xtracycle is mated to a Giant electric-assist bike. He said he loves the Xtracycle because it carries everything he needs and gets him where he needs to go. He had 1507 miles on it since moving to Seattle. To me, Woody seemed happy, healthy, and suitably mobile. Evidence of the power of two wheels (combined with lots of cargo space).

Keep ridin’, Woody!

-Tim


Errand Day: Make it an Xtracycle day!

On Thursday, we took advantage of the kids being in school to run some needed errands. I had to pay a fine/buy a book (anyone need a copy of Ricks Steve’s Amsterdam, Brussels & Brugge?) in Wallingford, had to get the boy some new rain boots at REI, had to return some mis-sized but wedding-appropriate shoes to Nordstrom rack, and we both wanted to go on a ride together. Combine all of this with some super nice weather and you have the perfect Xtracycle date and errand day. If you want the details, here’s how it went down:

Errand Day Route

We dropped the kids off at school on foot, stopped at home for the Xtracycles and fancy footware, and then boogied up to the Wallingford branch of SPL. There I got the bad news that they wouldn’t take the book I bought to replace the book I lost. So much for my MLIS degree carrying any weight in the library world.

We leisurely spun over to to REI. Of course I had to try on shoes, browse the returns and contemplate lantern mantels. What can I say, it’s what I do.

Next stop was a two minute ride away: Nordstrom Rack. Despite the name, there’s only one bike rack anywhere near the front of the store and that was occupied by a partially stripped Huffy. The adjacent 2″ thick urban sapling wasn’t a confidence inspiring alternative so I waited with the bikes while the spillover crowd from the market gawked at the two Xtracycles.

By then we (OK, Anne) were totally starving so we popped down to the market and Michou. Michou is takeout sandwich Mediterranean eclectic place where you can get amazing fresh panini, salads, olives, pizza, and more. All at very reasonable prices. I hesitate to tell people about it because I don’t want them to get all big and fancy, but I want to keep the place in business. So there. I did it. Go. It’s good. And fast. And reasonable. And if it’s a nice day you can watch the tourist crowd stumble around in the sunshine.

Sated (though I really wanted to either grab a beer at the Pike Pub or a cookie at the Dahlia Bakery, we had room for neither), it was back on bikes to get the kids from school. Anne got our son from preschool while I swung by the grocery store for a gallon of milk, etc… I still met her at the elementary school in time for us all to ride home together.

Not a bad way to spend a day.

michou sandwiches xtracycle style

-Tim

Car Free Dates

We’ve been on vacation and have a lot of catching up to do on the blog, but in the meantime here’s a joint post…

Ridin’ through Fremont post car-free-date

Tonight was one of the rare occasions where we got a sitter and had some grown-up time out. Tim is a total tightwad and it kills him to pay a sitter, but Anne keeps him honest (and I thank her for that -tk). We see so much of each other that sometimes it’s hard to imagine that we’d need to go out on a date, but the truth is that a little quality time together is essential. When you have 2 kids, sometimes it’s necessary to buck up and pay someone to watch them for a few hours.

Anyway, we decided to grab a beer and go to a movie. In the couple weeks since the longbikes have been built we’ve been driving less and less. It was a beautiful evening and we both just assumed that we’d ride. No discussion needed – we just knew. This meant we chose our movie partly because it was in a location where we wanted to ride (Ballard, down the Burke-Gilman trail). This also meant Tim the tightwad couldn’t use the free movie passes we had downtown but that would have meant firing up the car — not so free after all, or taking the bus (longer babysitting hour$ so even less free).

So we hopped on our longbikes and rode on down toward Kings Hardware and Ballard Ave. Both of us have been riding bikes for years. We’ve got the shoes, the sunglasses, the gloves, the shorts, the everything. The nice thing about cargo bikes is that you don’t feel compelled to drag all that into the picture. You just don a helmet and hop on the bike as-is (lovely Dansko sandals and all, in Anne’s case). It’s a really freeing feeling. What you lose in speed you gain in reduced hassle factor (and anyone who knows me knows I’m the master of hassle factor).

It took us about 25 minutes to get to Ballard. Maybe five minutes longer than driving and parking, maybe a tie if parking was tight or we had to wait for a drawbridge. Plus we got some exercise, talked, and enjoyed a light evening rain shower (not enough to even dampen us and it smelled great).

Once there Tim bitched a bit about Ballard’s lack of bike racks (c’mon folks look around. Lots of people ride bikes in this part of town and they need a place to put them) but probably would have bitched even more about parking.

We ended up skipping the movie in favor of a more relaxed evening of beers and dinner with friends, and then hopped on the xtracycles for the trip home. It was a beautiful night — we got some compliments “cool bikes,” popped into PCC to pick up some fruit for the kids lunches (and ice cream, but that’s OK we did exercise on our date), watched the freaks come out: “WHOOOOOoooo….take back the roads, ” screamed one dude as we rode up University Ave), and generally enjoyed another 25 minute ride. Just as we turned the last corner for home, Anne summed up the feeling of the car free date:

“Sometimes I wish I could go back to college and live in the dorms – life was so simple then. At least I can still ride my bike around at night – I used to do that a lot in college and it’s just as fun now.”

-Tim and Anne

My email to Ken Schram

I probably shouldn’t have, but I emailed Mr. Schram today and tried to express a different opinion about the Lake Forest Park bike issue. For what it’s worth, here’s what went down:

Come on, Ken… what has happened to you? Back in the day — you know 20 years ago before you got totally corrupted by sound bites — I used to watch Town Meeting with my family and think you were pretty with it. Maybe John Carlson has been rubbing off on you?

I have to take serious exception with your recent commentary condemning cyclists. You made the incredibly shortsighted statement: “Now if only a few other police jurisdictions would go after spandexed scofflaws in the same way the Lake Forest Police are doing, ah, the world be a better place.” (http://www.komotv.com/news/9073241.html)

In fact, if you really want the world to be a better place you should wish for MORE cyclists instead of this artificial targeted, car-driven enforcement. One example to chew on: have you ever been to the Netherlands? Bikes everywhere. No bike/pedestrian/car conflicts. Why? Everyone gets along because everyone is familiar with all three modes of transport. Frankly, it’s the “country of the future.” (TM)

Have you ever even ridden a bike on the Burke-Gilman? It’s first and foremost a bike path — a product of the 70s bike boom. There have always been bikers: the jogging and fitness walking and dog walking trends came later. Riding from Gas Works to Bothell on a mostly smooth and well-maintained trail one is aware of stop signs and traffic enforcement, but these obstacles seem reasonable and necessary for safety — that is, until Lake Forest Park. There riders find a narrow, rutted trail surface, a random collection of speed limits (most cyclists don’t have speedometers), and stop signs for private driveways.

Angry motorists claim they want bikes to follow the same rules and conventions as cars. On roads, stop signs are used to keep the majority moving and control the few. In Lake Forest Park, a key county transportation corridor serving thousands of commuters a day, it works differently. There, stop signage (something like five in a half mile) halt that majority in favor of the few — private driveways serving a maybe a dozen car trips a day. For a view of a successful system, travel just three miles down the BG Trail toward Bothell where a similar series of crossings also enlists stop signs. The difference is that these stop the minority traffic: cars. Kudos to Bothell (or maybe it’s Kenmore?) for sensible traffic management.

You may think cyclists scofflaws but out on mean streets motorists would never stand for such unbalanced traffic controls. Mass revolt would take over roads and the media. Meanwhile in Lake Forest Park, this unfair, ticket-the-majority, revenue-generating scheme is supported by normally sane populace who, I can only surmise, either live down one of those driveways or resent that some people are not slaves to their cars.

Finally, I should note I find it a “coincidence” this stepped up enforcement comes on the heels of Lake Forest Park losing a ruling that will make the municipality improve the trail — something it has been fighting the county over for years see: http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/local/325184_trail26.html). Could it be that these poor sports in Lake Forest Park are just retaliating?

You used to be a champion those targeted by such bullies, but apparently those days have passed. Shame on you….

-Tim

Local Has-been TV commentator wrong about bikes (again)

TV troll Ken Schram has come down on the site of opportunistic ticket-writing Lake Forest Park in the debate about whether a tiny little town with not much going for it can stand in the way of a heavily used regional transportation system (that happens to NOT rely on bikes).

In a nutshell, LFP property owners don’t like people in lycra riding by their waterfront homes. I think it makes them feel guilty about their giant SUVs and car-centric lifestyles. They’ve been fighting it for years and just lost a regional hearing that will make them allow the county to improve the trail.

Traffic on the trail is increasing and as more people get serious about global warming, high gas prices, and big butts, it’s only going to get worse (for the property owners). So, LFP politicos are fighting back the only way they know how — vindictively ticketing cyclists for speeding or running one of the many illogically placed stop signs that attempt to force thousands of trail users each day to stop for an unoccupied private driveway.)

Thanks Ken, way to take the side of the underdog!

-Tim