Thursday, June 4, 2009

Destination: Astoria

On May 30th, we took RJ and Mia to Astoria to begin their cross country bike trip.

Here is Mia, in the middle of the chaos, packing and getting ready to pull an all nighter the night before:




And the utter chaos of our living room Departure Day minus 1:





our very full trunk ready for departure:



After pulling an all-nighter, the ladies sleep all the way:



At least they didn't snore...



The ghost bikes on the way to Astoria:

Monday, June 1, 2009

A visit with Ashlynn (oh yeah also with Wendy & Shua)

Why Jim is great with babies:





(umm...I thought that I had this rotated right side up...)
Other pictures, hopefully right side up, to follow!

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Crib production, the glue-up begins

The hand-mortised crib rails await the slats.




The slats are all hand-planed and trimmed.



The pieces of the first end-panel are ready to be put together like a jigsaw puzzle:





The first glued-up end panel:




The end panel awaits the caps:

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

More crib production!

Jim continues to produce more fine craftsmanship on the cribs for Emmy, Ashlynne Rose, and a yet to be determined occupant...


Every piece is cut to size, and then hand planed.




After planing with the "coarse" setting, you plane it again with the fine setting. Then there is little sanding needed. Here you can see the different sizes of shavings.






Which results in a pile of shavings by the end of the afternoon:




And here is the result of a day's work:

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Shawdows of the bikes



A recent 5 mile hill ride.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Scenic Loop Pas Deux

Last Saturday Leslie, Tom Baffney and I decided to go up the gravel (steeper) side of Scenic Loop, so that we could hook up with the Tour of Walla Walla Time Trial and cheer racers as they crested "our" hill.



As you can see, the going was pretty steep. Leslie noticed that my jacket was hanging from my rack into my spokes, so I had to stop. To get started again, I had to turn around and go back to a flatter spot.




Here's the view from most of the way up:













Finally, I crested the "summit" with a grin.








I had jokingly suggested that Tom bring the beer (to slow him down on the climb). Imagine my surprise when we got to the top of Five Mile Hill and he whipped out a can of beer for the three of us to split!

Monday, April 13, 2009

Introducing Emmeline to the world!

My law partner's wife, Sue, had their firstborn on Saturday morning. Here is a picture of the proud daddy holding Emmy:




Not that he's proud or anything!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

It still hurts - you just go faster!

The above is a Greg LeMond quote, and sums up the pain portrayed in this shot of the great Sean Kelly at Tour of Flanders in '92. It also sums up my experience every Saturday morning. Endorphins are so addicting.



Tour of Flanders takes place this Sunday. It is the hilly cobblestone classic, around 155 miles, with climb after climb, some 13 relatively short, steep climbs in all. And all the climbs are cobblestone (or pave'), and with a little rain on them they are as slick as ice. You can check out more information here

Paris Roubaix, (or Hell of the North as it is also known) is a week later and is more well known to Americans. While it has cobblestones and is approximately the same distance as Flanders, those sets of cobblestones are all flat. More Paris-Roubaix background here

So, for my money Flanders is the tougher race. Everyone truly earns their "pain face" in both races.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Snow on March 29th - What the heck?

Imagine my surprise when I got up this morning and saw snow. I'd give a lot to have a picture of my double-take as I saw the back yard:



I must admit that my first thought was that it was April Fool's. But alas, it's not quite there. What an amazing year weather-wise. Maybe I HAVE moved to the Midwest without knowing it.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Spring on Lower Waitsburg

Last Sunday RJ and I went for a ride; we planned a rolling ride out to Waitsburg, and she was going to maybe add on Spring Creek as well. Not for me at this time of year!




As we took off, the wind was calm and it was definitely the beginning of spring, with the wheat fields taking on that "giant golf course" appearance, so typical of this time of year here:



On Sunday, RJ and I were planning a hilly ride, out Lower Waitsburg Road, and then she was going to maybe add on Spring Creek, too.


We stopped at a grain elevator to take some pictures.



As I was posing for the official ride photographer, the wind suddenly rose to a gale. RJ looked at me and said that she wouldn't object if we turned around, to which I readily assented. We turned around and got slammed by the wind. We rode a team time trial all the way back. What fun!

Friday, March 20, 2009

Five Mile Morning

Leslie and I were the only two riders to show up for our Friday ride this morning, and she asked me to take it easy on her, as she was feeling a bit tired. Being all for that, I readily complied.

Of course, all bets were off at Five Mile Hill. She moved just in front of me and I was determined not to lose her wheel. When we reached the top we were so breathless that we couldn't even speak for a bit.

Finally, I gasped out that my heart was ready to burst through my chest - and Leslie agreed that hers was crawling its way on out.

We spun our way back to town. What a great way to start a day!

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Scenic Loop

Yesterday I did a ride that I had not done in a very long time. LIke, for nearly 20 years! On my "re-cycled" fat tire Davidson, I rode up Kooskooskie, and turned up the gravel, switch-back side. At first I thought, "piece of cake," as I spun up the first pitch. Then I skated over a icy and nearly flat area. Hey, no problem, that's what these fat tires are for.

Now the real climbing began. Ouch! No longer did the low, low gear do it. I was grinding out about 40 rpm, wondering if walking would be better. Three miles of climbing. I paused where it widened out near the top, and gazed down on the tiny toy houses from the valley where I'd come from.

This is what I love about climbing - the sense of accomplishment when you look back and think "yeah, I did that!" Whatever else may be going on in my life, here's one thing that I can do. I come back re-centered and ready to take on life again (maybe after a nap!)

Here's my ride from yesterday:

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Hot Bike - Semi-Hot Mama

I recently had the privilege to participate in a fund-raiser for the junior cycling team in town, the Community Center for Youth, and modeled my new bike with the latest Whitnman college jersey:





Which I then removed to reveal my classic, wool, 1970 Whitman college bike jersey:




I had far from the most clever costume. There was a dashing hot pink biker and bike, a cow, complete with teats, and a classic turn of the century cyclist, complete with genuine mustache:








A great time was had by all, and money was raised for a good cause!

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

On why Bikes are part of the solution!

Here is a great video, courtesy of RJ. Enjoy!


Mat's Commute from Mat Barlow on Vimeo.

Waaay too cold!

I got up this morning, and to my dismay I found that the weather forecaster was correct: 18 degrees at 6 a.m.. Way to cold for Walla Walla in mid-March.

Saturday, February 28, 2009

Women's pro cycling teams are a different world

Title IX, giving opportunities for American female students, became law the spring of my senior year in high school. While some sports, such as professional tennis, offer the same prize money to men and woman, cycling unfortunately is a very different story.


From the New York Times:
Women’s Pro Teams Struggle for Recognition

SANTA ROSA, Calif. — Five hours before the Tour of California’s caravan of bikes, vans and team cars headed into this city Sunday for the finish of Stage 1, a group of women’s cyclists prepared for its own race here.
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From left, Team TIBCO’s Lauren Tamayo, Amber Rais and Brooke Miller.

Those women grabbed their bikes from atop their team van as rain fell sideways. They changed into their cycling clothes in a parking lot, first pulling on skirts so they could remain decent while slipping into their shorts.

They held a team meeting inside a van, squeezing inside the cluttered space stuffed with helmets, handlebars, drink packets and luggage.

As simple and as spartan as most of the women’s teams here, Team TIBCO, a professional cycling team based in California’s Silicon Valley, readied itself for the Tour of California’s women’s criterium, an hourlong race through downtown.

Emilia Fahlin of Team Columbia-Highroad later won the race, several hours before Rock Racing’s Francisco Mancebo finished first in Stage 1 of the men’s race to take the leader’s jersey from Fabian Cancellara, who had dropped out with a fever. Levi Leipheimer, the two-time defending champion, was in second place over all, 1 minute 2 seconds off the lead, and David Zabriskie was third, 1:03 back. Lance Armstrong was fifth, 1:05 back.

The men’s and women’s races each took place in chilly, wet weather, but that might have been the only similarity.

“You could look at the men’s teams and their entourages and fancy equipment and get pretty jealous,” said Brooke Miller, the women’s defending champion, who finished 15th after an equipment malfunction. “But this is just the usual for women’s cycling. The truth is, there’s a big disparity between the women and the men. We’re very, very different.”

Among women’s cycling teams, which often struggle for sponsorship and recognition, Team TIBCO separates itself for another reason: 6 of its 13 riders have postgraduate degrees.

The 32-year-old Miller, the team leader, has a Ph.D. in evolutionary biology from the University of California, Santa Cruz. On her Web site, she describes herself as “a nerd and a jock — a rare combination of unadulterated dork who exercises their body into a fine-tuned machine.” For fun, she dabbles in software development.

Amber Rais, 27, is a former swimmer at Stanford, where she earned a master’s degree in oceanography. She has since started her own environmental consulting firm. Alison Rosenthal, 32, a rider on TIBCO’s development team, works 80-hour weeks as the manager of mobile business development for Facebook. She has an M.B.A. from Stanford.

“Our dinner conversations are probably not very normal compared to the ones other teams have,” said Lauren Tamayo, who finished second to Fahlin on Sunday. “Brooke wrote her thesis on banana slugs, so we get a lot of information about mating habits of banana slugs. You know, just the usual stuff you talk about around the table.” (Miller clarified that the topic of her doctoral thesis was “sexual conflict in banana slugs.”)

But the women find time to talk about cycling, too. Most have goals of making the Olympics. Miller has devoted herself to training. She lives in a friend’s dining room, draping a bed sheet across the room for privacy. She said the salary she draws from cycling was so low it was basically, “You eat what you kill.”

“Our lives are pretty balanced compared to the men,” said Miller, who received a four-year volleyball scholarship from the University of California at Berkeley, where she received a bachelor’s degree in integrative biology.

“People often ask why women’s cycling isn’t bigger,” she said. “I say it’s just because we don’t get enough opportunity to show what we could do.”

Bob Stapleton, the owner of Team Columbia-Highroad, has long been a champion of women’s cycling in the United States. He and his wife, Tess, have supported a women’s team since 2002; it has evolved into Team Columbia, which won 68 of 130 races last season — more than any other women’s program.

Stapleton stood in the driving rain Sunday, water dripping from his hat. His men’s team was already on the road, heading from Davis to Santa Rosa, but Stapleton declined to follow the men’s race. He cheered the women instead.

In his women’s team, he sees a perfect opportunity for marketing and sponsorships. Still, he says, he has had to underwrite his women’s team from its inception. He estimated that the salaries for members of the women’s team ranged from “a jersey and a bike” to about $100,000 a year. Men’s salaries are from $45,000 to more than $2.5 million.

“For me, the women are the best part of the sport because they do it because they love it, not for the money,” he said. “It’s not complicated and it’s not filled with big shots or big egos. We just need more exposure.”

Linda Jackson, the team director for Team TIBCO, started her cycling team in 2005 to give women the opportunity to follow in her footsteps.

Jackson, who has an M.B.A. from Stanford, began cycling when she was in her 30s and working as an investment banker. She said she would train in the morning, then rush to the office, driving there in her sweaty cycling gear. While in traffic, she would change into her business suit, nylons and all, and try to apply her makeup without poking out an eye. Once at work, she would sneak to a nearby gym to shower. After lunch, she sometimes rented a booth in a tanning salon for 20 minutes, just to nap.

At 35, she quit the job to train for the Olympics. It was worth it. She made the Canadian cycling team for the 1996 Games.

“When I’m 80 or 90 years old, am I going to remember some I.P.O. or M. & A. deal? No, I’m going to remember the Olympics,” she said. “I’m trying to help these women have the same chance.”

Jackson is now trying to secure enough sponsorship money — hundreds of thousands of dollars — to send the team to European races. That would put them in the pool to make the 2012 or 2016 Games, she said.

Rosenthal, the Facebook executive, is considering training full time for the next Olympics. For now, she fits in her training at 4:45 a.m., before heading to work.

“I like the balance in my life,” she said.

But sometimes it can be hectic.

An hour after the race ended, she waited for a car that was scheduled to take her to the airport. She was headed to Barcelona for a weeklong business trip.

Awesome Downhill Mountain Biking Video

No, this is not me in the film:

http://www.flixxy.com/downhill-mountain-biking.htm


Thrilling to watch!

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

3 Foot safe passing law

Recently, the local Walla Walla Union Bulletin published an editorial in which they stated that there is no need for the 3-foot minimum in the safe passing law. My response, which I have sent in as a letter to the editor, is as follows:

This letter is in response to the recent editorial “New rules for bicycle safety are not needed.” I disagree; setting a 3-foot minimum passing distance will help to prevent tragic accidents, such as the 2004 death of beloved local teacher, Ann Weatherill. It was her death which helped lead to the Safe Passing Law in 2005, which states that a driver approaching a pedestrian or bicycle on the right must pass at “a safe distance to clearly avoid coming into contact with the pedestrian or bicyclist.” The purpose of this addition to the law is prevention of accidents by giving motorists a definite guideline.
Motorists often don’t realize that passing a bicyclist too closely leaves no margin for error, especially at highway speeds. The three foot minimum gives a specific, easily understood minimum distance, not a vague “safe distance.” The 3-foot minimum not only gives drivers a safe distance standard, but raises their awareness to keep an eye out for bicyclists. All too often drivers are not looking for bicyclists and don’t notice them. Once drivers see bicyclists, the drivers can keep that safe 3-foot distance while passing. At least 11 states already have laws with three feet as the minimum safe distance for motorists to pass bicyclists and pedestrians.
Your editorial stated: “If the three-foot distance was a requirement it would take away some of the flexibility needed to be a safe driver. Sometimes that isn't possible such as when a car or even a bicyclist is on the other side.” I would disagree with your statement; in order to be safe, sometimes a driver needs to wait for a safe place to pass, whether they are passing a car or a bicyclist.
The 3 foot distance would result in fewer deaths and injuries as drivers will make a conscious effort not only to avoid hitting bicyclists, but also to avoid coming too close and causing bicyclists to have to do emergency maneuvers to avoid being knocked over. This proposed change is all about prevention: there is no such thing as a “fender bender” between a car and a cyclist. This clarification of the law is needed to prevent tragedies.

Their February 19th editorial read as follows:

New rules for bicycle safety are not needed
But it's important to make motorists aware that they have a legal responsibility to maintain a safe distance between them and bicyclists.
By the Union-Bulletin Editorial Board

Bicyclists and motorists are supposed to share the road.

But coexisting in that space is far from equal. Let's face it, bicycles are vulnerable compared to 4,000 pound cars and trucks. That's why it is important to have laws to protect bicyclists -- to level the playing field so to speak.

Rep. Jamie Pedersen, D-Seattle -- an avid bicyclist -- is promoting legislation that would mandate motorists stay three feet away from bicyclists and pedestrians when passing.

In theory, it's a good idea. In fact, the Washington state driver's guide already recommends that three-foot buffer and the law mandates "a safe distance."

If the three-foot distance was a requirement it would take away some of the flexibility needed to be a safe driver. Sometimes that isn't possible such as when a car or even a bicyclist is on the other side. Also, it's not always fair to put the onus on the motorists. Sometimes bicyclists (or pedestrians) create unsafe situations.

The law, as it is now written, would appear to be sufficient. But more needs to be done to make sure motorists understand their responsibility and to crack down on those who don't.

Perhaps Pedersen's effort to amend the law will serve that purpose. The issue is now getting attention around the state and is being commented on by a variety of organizations from the Teamsters to the Washington State Patrol.
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"It's our hope that if nothing else comes out of this bill," said State Patrol spokesman Jeff DeVere, "That people pay attention to giving bicyclists as much room as possible when passing."

So, too, do we.

Monday, January 19, 2009

And more wintry gravel!

Sunday's ride with RJ up Cottonwood Creek/Lone Fir Road produced endorphins, exercise and broken equipment.

Before we got a few blocks, the fender on my mountain bike commuter broke. We tied it to the rack with electrical tape and called it good. By the time we got to Cottonwood Road, I was having a terrible time keeping up with RJ. I looked down when we stopped, and found the source of my slowness: the rest of the fender was now dragging on the rear tire, effectively upping the gear and slowing me down even more than normal. So we removed the fender entirely (see bottom picture) and proceeded to the gravel. It was mostly very rideable until we got to the snow. At that point I got off and walked the 100 yards, and RJ kept going and "cleaned it" without stopping.


When I got home I had that glad-to-be-out of the cold expression.



Here's the remains of the rear fender:





I suppose a fender that lasts ten years gave me my money's worth!

Now, if it can just avoid snowing this weekend, I'll be a happy camper.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

What will the satirists do without George?

Courtesy of my list-serve, quotes by George W. Bush, for whom the English language seems to be a foreign tongue:

'The vast majority of our imports come from outside the country.'

'If we don't succeed, we run the risk of failure.'

'Republicans understand the importance of bondage between a mother and child.'

'No senior citizen should ever have to choose between prescription drugs and medicine.'

'I believe we are on an irreversible trend toward more freedom and democracy -
but that could change.'

'One word sums up probably the responsibility of any Governor, and that one
word is 'to be prepared'.'

'Verbosity leads to unclear , inarticulate things.'

'I have made good judgments in the past. I have made good judgments in the future.'

'The future will be better tomorrow.'

'We're going to have the best educated American people in the world.'

'One of the great things about books is sometimes there are some fantastic
pictures.' (during an education photo-op)

'Illegitimacy is something we should talk about in terms of not having it.'

'We are ready for any unforeseen event that may or may not occur.'

'It isn't pollution that's harming the environment. It's the impurities in our
air and water that are doing it .'

'I stand by all the misstatements that I've made.'

And here is one from his press conference just a couple days ago:

"I think the press has misunderestimated me..."

No, I don't think that they did!

Waitsburg for Barley Wine



On Sunday, RJ suggested that we ride to Waitsburg. I said, okay, that sounds fine. Then she added, we can go to the Laht Neppur brewery while we're there. I thought that she was joking until she asked me where our empty growler was. She was serious!

So, off we went via Lower Waitsburg. There were the obligatory picture taking stops, which were cold due to the wind, especially as I had stupidly forgot to wear my wool jersey. Here is a photo of me bundled up while RJ took pictures of the old Waitsburg flour mill:



To our delight, our friends Clint and Patty were at Laht Neppur. RJ and I ordered a small pizza (carbs, you know), and visited while the owners plied us with small samples. We picked out the barley wine for the growler. When we went to pay, there was an added surprise as our friends had picked up our tab!


Despite the added weight of the full growler, RJ still was about a thousand yards ahead of me at the top of the Waitsburg hill. As Clint told me the next day, he wasn't surprised about RJ toting her growler up the hill at mach 3 . . . barley wine can be very motivating.

The headwind added a high degree of difficulty up the hill for us lesser mortals. If hills were given a degree of difficulty like different swimming dives are (the half-pike, the 3 1/2 twist, the whoop-dee-doo), then the Waitsburg hill with a howling headwind is the whoop-dee-doo, and pretty near to the top of degree of difficulty for me.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

New Year's Day ride



What a great way to start off the New Year - going for a ride with RJ! As always, she leads me into adventures, such as this gravel pit. Even with the classic wool Whitman jersey, it was damn cold when we weren't riding because of the wind coming off of the then snowy mountains.

Like a couple of kids let out of school unexpectedly, we bopped on out.



Tucked away in the blade of the bulldozer - perfect for a hobbit hiding from the winter wind.

Monday, January 5, 2009

Base training benefits


Yes-sir, you can see that RJ is getting the full benefit of my training session yesterday! She is such an advanced cyclist that she can absorb the benefits of my training just be being in proximity to my sweat. I wonder if I will ever become so adept at training by proximity?

Are there potential weight loss benefits to be had by sitting next to a skinny person? Can you get smarter by sitting next to a genius? Is there a whole world of "proximity benefits," just waiting to be tapped?

Sunday, January 4, 2009

And now, a word from my heroes

A family from Walla Walla spent last summer pedaling across the United States. That is enough to make any family of four a heroic one in my book, but in this case the mom has Multiple Sclerosis, and the kids were only 10 and 12 years old. The kids each took turns riding behind one of the parents on their tandems, switching from Dad's "bad bike" (a standard tandem) to Mom's "good bike" (a recumbent tandem) each day. Plus, there were no electronics on the trip so everyone had to talk to each other.

Listen to the link below for the NPR story on them:


http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=98591972


Here's a link to their blog of their journey together:

http://www.shut-up-and-pedal.blogspot.com/

An amazing feat in my book, and is a lesson to me about determination, planning and just plain fun.

Friday, January 2, 2009

It's baaack!




Sigh. The snow is back, only one day after I finally got to go outside and ride my bike. After my first ride outside in a month, I felt as if I had been let out of jail. Now, it's like the white prison walls are back.