Thursday 17 September 2015

The hardmen of cycling

Like many amateur cyclists, I am fascinated with the history of our sport - the good, the bad, the ugly - all fascinate me. Stories of the golden age of cycling, the days before gears when cyclists had to ride a single speed bike up mountains, the days when the Tour de France consisted of stages over 400 km, when riders were labourers who could make a years salary and escape from constant poverty, cyclists wore tweed and leather, bikes were fashioned of heavy steel, and of course, roads were rudimentary with gravel, cobbles and dust. It makes my 60km Sunday ride to Versailles with a stop for a cup of tea and a pain au chocolat seem frankly ridiculous.

Hippolyte Aucoutrier


I listen to a podcast from the guys at The Velocast (http://www.velocast.cc) where they detail events that have fallen into cycling folklore. This week they detailed stories of Mick Murphy who sadly passed away on 11th September 2015. In these days of diving footballers faking injuries, cyclists stand out as hardmen of the sporting world. Geraint Thomas from Team Sky is one current British hardman - this year he finished on the podium of the Gent-Wevelgem despite crashing hard during the race, and also took an enormous crash during this year's Tour de France, crashing head first into a post during stage 16.
Geraint Thomas Gent-Wevelgem 2015
 

These stories were eclipsed by what I heard this week about Mick Murphy. Famous for being a certified oddball and absolute hardnut, he won one of the hardest races in the sport - The Ras in 1958  (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/R%C3%A1s_Tailteann). He had broken his collarbone earlier in the race, and had to jump out the window of hospital to be able to continue racing. He broke the freewheel on his bike one day, borrowed a "normal" bike from a farmer and chased hard to get back to the leading group. He worked in the circus and had picked up unorthodox training methods from the Russian circus colleagues - including rustic weight training (unheard of at the time) with weights made from stone, and ate a raw diet. Whilst riding he would drink water topped up with blood taken directly from cows in the fields - he perfected a method of tapping the vein from a cow to add the blood into his water bottle, which he would then stop by pinching the skin.

Another story mentioned in the podcast was regarding the first winner of the Tour de France - Maurice Garin, the winner of the first Tour de France in 1903. Known as the White Bulldog, he was famously sold by his father to a chimney sweep in return for a bucket of cheese. These were different times indeed.

I'll raise a glass to the sadly departed Mick Murphy, a true hard man, the iron man, and one of the convicts of the road.
Mick Murphy
 

Thursday 5 February 2015

The bells! The bells! Cycling in central Vietnam


We are heading south through Vietnam, as part of our "sabbatical" - riding around SE Asia (and maybe other countries, tbc) on our tandem (www.badgerandfrog.com). In the past few days we've been following the main artery through Vietnam, the QL1 which runs all the way from the north to the south of the country.

Our experience of Vietnam has been incredible: wonderful people, beautiful countryside, excellent infrastructure, fantastic food, great quality guesthouses - all perfect to make for a great cycle tour.









However, following this arterial road is tough. We are riding a bullet proof Cannondale MT1000 mountain bike from 1999. It handles everything we have thrown at it - has been shoved inside of and on top of planes, vans, buses (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zyFHnC1mpKE), trains - has been ridden over crazy rough roads, handled biblical rain, lightning, sand, dust, rocks, everything! Despite this, the roads have been hard to handle.

Setting the scene
Let me try to set the scene...

Noise

First: imagine a world where engines stop running after 200 metres. That is, unless you beep your horn. A lot. About every 200 metres.
Second: imagine a world where traffic violations are negated if you beep your horn, before, after, and ideally, during the performance of a crazy manoeuvre.
Third: imagine a world where car, bus, scooter horns are so loud that they temporarily partially deafen you as they rattle pass inches from your nose.
Fourth: imagine a world where if you are a truck or bus driver you are expected to drive like a dangerous lunatic, safe in the knowledge that it is part of your job description, and that other road users will respect you for doing this (I will excuse car and scooter drivers from this category - they are by and large good and respectful drivers), as long as you beep your horn!
Fifth: image a world where this is the norm. Where this is established driving culture.
(Nota bene: I seem bitter about this - but remember I have lived in London, Italy, and Boston (MA) so I'm used to crazy driving, but this is unlike nothing I have ever experienced - yes, even in London.
To add on to this - most guesthouses and hotels back on to this main road. They have poor sound insulation, so you are exposed to the ongoing cacophony 24 hours a day.
And, to add on to this even more, in some cities we have what I can only call "The Communist Alarm Clock" - between 5:00 am and 06:30 am public address systems in the streets blare out music and talking which wakes you up.
The bells the beeellllls!!!

Mud and rubble

Like much of the rest of the country, the road is being constantly developed. It is being dug, widened, re-surfaced, extended - seemingly along it's entire length. We can see where houses that used to line the original road have been simply cut through by the developers - leaving exposed staircases and inner rooms exposed to the elements. Maybe in the near future the road will be wide and perfect and wonderful, but for now, February 2015, we find a muddy, dug up road, that forces us to leap between road and pavement, and rubble, and mud. Despite us having a mountain bike tandem we are finding the bike taking a pummeling, and we've ripped up another tyre yesterday, despite us using the toughest continental touring tyres we could find. 
We can also add sand into this part. This road kind of follows the coast. I say "kind of" because sadly it does not hug the coast, only allowing us infrequent tantalising glimpses of the beautiful coast. However, there is plenty of sand and salt around, just adding to the fun we've found from the mud and rubble.

Pollution
The roads are polluted. Ignoring the heavy manufacture lining the roads, the heavy lorries and buses kick out visible fumes. It's like how I imagine Victorian England rolling into the industrial age. The exhaust fumes from the traffic hang heavy in my lungs and a few days spending 6+ hours in the saddle. There's a description here which just covers the tip of the iceberghttp://climate-journal.asia/motorbikes-make-space-for-bicycles-in-hanoi-vietnam/ .

The result
The traffic forces us to hop between road and the hard shoulder/pavement area. Buses and lorries particularly will overtake at any moment, on a single carriageway, approaching a blind hill - and, as detailed above, as long as they beep their horns, then it's all fine. Yesterday, on top of our usual near misses, we had two very very near misses, once from a bus and once from a lorry forcing us to evacuate the road. That's not so easy on a fully laden tandem, with about 235 kg in total, including the riders.
Here's a video showing the view from the back of our tandem: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2thP3LDlKM

Other options?
There really are no other options to get from north to south, without spending weeks finding side roads. That's a shame, as the side roads are truly stunning, but it would take some significant time out of our trip, which will sadly not last forever.

Solution:

So, we will fast forward from our current location, in Qui Nhon (http://badgerandfrog.com/where-on-earth-are-we-now/), thankfully off the QL1 to Ho Chi Min City (ex. Saigon) on the train. This will save us about 8 days and 700 km, and whilst we are disappointed that we will not complete this part of the jounrey, the combination of saving about 8 days, avoiding the pollution, and avoiding the crazy driving, make it an absolute no brainer.

We are very much looking forward to being able to enjoy this awesome landscape again!







Tuesday 23 December 2014

$6 of pure bike saddle heaven!

Laos does not have a lot of bike shops. There are even fewer bike shops as we know them in the US or the UK. Most people if they have a bike problem will travel over to Thailand for a day and get spares and workamnship out of the country.
There are plenty of shops selling bikes - but these are of the lower end Thai and Chinese commuter bikes, and they do not sell spares.
My seat has been killing me, I had started with putting one flip flop on it, and then it become two, then three, and then the flip flops started wearing out.
I tried Lydie's lady-specific saddle which was a great improvement - but I felt guilty about her having to use my old terrible saddle.

The old saddle, with flip flop cushioning


And then something wonderful happened. As we were riding into Thakhek, Laos we started to see kids riding fixies rather than the standard Thai Turbo-brand bikes. The area is very flat and there is a real bike culture there.

We found several bike shops selling fixies in all colours of the rainbow. And best of all there was a bucket of saddles in the back of the shop. Nasty, cheap, ugly, wonderful, beautiful saddles. Literally, the only saddles I had seen for sale in all of Laos.

A bike shop in Laos!!


I dug and I explored in that box, long and hard. Eventually I decided on a what Lydie has described as the biggest saddle she has ever seen. Poorly made, plasticky, with a cut out down the middle and some rudimentary springs at the back.

And the price - a magical 45,000 Kip - that's under $6 - NICE!

My new saddle! Huuuuge.


I was fearful as I removed the flip flop saddle off and put this new one on - but it has been amazing. It has revolutionized my riding life. I still get discomfort, but it starts later - after about 15-20 km, and doesn't reach that level of intensity which was forcing me to change my position every minute, and making the cycling a misery!

Long may it last.

In fact - if I could, I would happily buy a new saddle at $6 every day if I could guarantee this level of cycling happiness - it would be worth it!

So, my tips for cycle touring saddles:
     Make it big
     Make it springy
     Make it with a central cut out


Saturday 13 December 2014

Breakfast snacks anyone? Laos-style

Meaty breakfast treat?

This morning we were looking for breakfast in Thakhek, Laos. We have got into a routine of having omelette and bread and were looking for some different options. We saw a small cart outside a restaurant with some interesting looking meaty snacks on them and went to have a look.
Under scrutiny one of them turned out to be dried crispy frogs and another dried crispy grasshoppers.
#NoThanks #I'llStickWithMyOmlette

Crispy dried frogs
Dried grasshoppers



Thursday 27 November 2014

The art of finding a comfortable saddle

I am one of the group of cyclists that has severe problems finding a comfortable saddle. Any ride leads to discomfort within an hour. I have tried a huge range of saddles, with varying levels of success.

Currently, on my race bike I ride a Fizik Arione Tri 2 (http://www.bikeradar.com/gear/category/components/saddles/product/review-fizik-arione-tri-2-saddle-30846/) - this is the most comfortable saddle I have been able to find, although I have it at a crazy angle, at about a slope of 25% to the front. Looks odd - but it works.

It's a problem. Okay, I'm big boned for a cyclist, and have wide sit bones (http://yoga.about.com/od/howtospeakyoga/g/SitBones.htm http://www.artscyclery.com/learningcenter/measuresitbonewidth.html) but how can this still be a problem after all this time? How can there not be a saddle that suits me, someone who has done a lot of miles on different bikes? Clearly, I am a lot of kg heavier than the average pro cyclist whom most saddles are aimed at, but this situation seems crazy to me.

And it's not just me - many pros suffer from the same problem. One recent well publicized issue was with seasoned pro Ivan Basso who missed the 2013 Giro D'Italia with a golf-ball sized sore and ended up with a month off the bike - an absolute disaster for a professional bike rider.

I've tried a lot of saddles - The Specialized Romin, Brooks, the list goes on, but I have yet to find something that really suits me on any bike,

Fast forward to now and I have a huge problem. Currently I am riding a fully laden touring tandem around southeast Asia,
Fully loaded tandem touring
Take those pains and multiply them a hundred-fold. I'm not underestimating here. The weight of our tandem, with both of us on board must be over 250kg. As captain (http://sheldonbrown.com/tandem.html) I am responsible for steering and holding the weight of the bike in a straight line, along with avoiding road debris (glass, sharp rocks etc) and navigating and tricky issues. All the weight seems to be multiplied onto my saddle and gives me so much grief I cannot describe.

There is a routine that we are into. For the first 10 minutes the bike seems heavy and twitchy, and the legs are cold and stiff to get going. After a while we get into a routine. Then the hands start to get sore - holding all that weight on standard road handle bars is tricky and not for the faint of heart. The saddle I have chosen is the standard one that came with my bottom of the line Claud Butler mountain bike in 2006 (150GBP new for the entire bike - similar to this http://www.evanscycles.com/products/claud-butler/cape-wrath-2005-mountain-bike-ec004575?style=5801) - it is a heavily padded wide saddle, and in my tests prior to leaving on this Asia tour, it was the only one that was comfortable over 50 miles. After about 30 minutes the bottom feels something - a quick shuffle and it's ok again for 10 minutes. Then the time between shuffles gets shorter and shorter, decreasing to me needing to perform the bottom shuffle every minute. After more than 4 hours on the bike, it becomes extremely painful all the time, with the only relief coming from a short break. This limits the distance we can ride, and the pain that I am in after riding is done.

Interestingly, despite the angle of the saddle being tipped crazy forward (25-30% - I have played with this a lot), the pain really goes away when cycling up hill. Maybe it's not going away, and then focus shifts to the legs as we struggle to get that beast of a bike up another hill.

Another approach I have tried, is simply going slowly. Going hard builds lactate - I find this on my road bike - when I sprint, the lactate in the big muscles - backside,  quads, hamstrings - builds up quickly - and the pain comes in more quickly. By going slowly I am playing with a delicate (!!) equation - there will be a longer time in the saddle - so more time for the ass to hurt over. By going quicker, there is less time for the ass to hurt, but the lactate builds up quicker, and the pain comes on quicker. When the pain comes on more, more breaks are required and ends with a longer ride distance.

The last few days, as we have gone over the 1000 mile mark in this trip, the pain day by day has come on quicker and harder, and I have to do something. I have been imagining new designs saddles as I am riding along.

I have ordered a saddle from kickstarter that will be arriving to me in 2 months time - the Infinty Saddle (http://www.infinitycycling.us/) - this is a new approach to saddle design and does away with padding and uses a broad frame - when this arrives I will be providing a review.
Infinity Saddle

Of course, the Sheldon Brown site provides an excellent review of saddles (http://sheldonbrown.com/saddles.html) and the one that I am most interested in with my experience right now is the concept of split saddles - they are cast aside by him, but there are plenty out there - with names such as Spongy Wonder, and Moon saddle (http://www.bikeforums.net/fifty-plus-50/150921-has-anyone-used-spongy-wonder-spiderflex-seat.html). The reason they are rejected from the racing world seems to be due to the nose being essential for control, leaning and steering. This may not be a problem on a touring tandem.

Spongy Wonder


And then of course there is the Brooks Champion Saddle - a sprung leather saddle that is well loved by many tourers.

Brooks Champion Flyer


I will be trying different saddles as I can get my hands on them - at my current state I sill be struggling to continue riding in a few weeks so need to do something drastic.

I've snapped a few images of some saddles that I've seen on working bikes in Thailand - how these guys can continue pedaling working bikes and pedocabs just defeats me! Maybe I am being soft and need to "Zitto e Pedala" - shut up and pedal!

PedoCab in Thailand

Close up of PedoCab saddle, Thailand
That's gotta hurt! Thailand
For me it has now reached desperation point. Today as we were cycling along I saw a manky discarded broken flip flop on the side of the road. I jumped off the bike, ran down the road, picked it up and put it on my saddle. The result? Heaven!!

It is now taped on to my saddle, and working so much better than without. I don't know how long it will last, and if the comfort level will stay, but I will be experimenting as much as I can to find something acceptable in the forthcoming months - watch this space!

The discarded flip flop taped onto my saddle



Pleasure! Relief! Ahhhhh!

Saturday 22 November 2014

If it's good enough for Alberto Contandor ... make a free bike mudguard/fender from an old water bottle

Alberto Contador was spotted in London earlier this week, sporting a mudguard/fender made from an old or repurposed water bottle. If it's good enough for Alberto Contador - it should be good enough for anyone!


It's a neat and nifty idea, thanks to road,cc for posting. http://road.cc/content/news/136561-alberto-contador%E2%80%99s-homemade-water-bottle-mudguard

I was thinking about how to make one (albeit, I am sat in Khon Kaen, Thailand, with 32C heat, in an air-conditioned hotel, watching a Chinese dragon dance ceremony outside) and found that from this idea, to the ass-saver, there are a myriad of ways to get this done, including just sticking a water bottle between your seat stays.

So here are some options!
http://www.bikehacks.com/bikehacks/2011/02/bottle-bike-fenders.html Simplicity itself!


http://www.shapeways.com/model/847987/bicycle-bottle-fender-mount.html 3d printable mount


http://ass-savers.com/

http://www.instructables.com/id/Bike-fenders-made-from-water-bottles-and-clothes-h/

Wednesday 8 October 2014

Danny Macaskill's latest video is simply breathtaking

Danny Macaskill's latest video combines all the superlatives I can think of, but mainly: awesome, breathtaking, and absolute freaking scary as heck. The guy is a legend. No more words.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xQ_IQS3VKjA