Saturday, March 6, 2010

The Coldest beginning to March Ever.

As our trip to Florida and the Daytona Bike Week concludes, it has become official: This has been the coldest beginning of March in Florida ever. Orlando set and over-night low temperature record last night of 38 degrees. However, the days have been sunny if not warm. And sunny goes a long way in my book.

During our last full day, several of us remarked about the frost still on the roofs of the homes in the housing edition. It wasn't until about 9:30am that all of it had evaporated. John and I left for Daytona shortly after that.

We saw several required-to-visit "hot spots" including The Cabbage Patch Bar, but everywhere we looked we saw the same vendors, same products and same foods.

Finally, we went arrived at a place that is unique:

For the modest price of $3.00 we rode our bikes along the Atlantic ocean on Daytona Beach. Yes, it might have been more enjoyable if the temps were about 20 degrees warmer. But it certainly could not have been more memorable.

Ride Safe

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Daytona Bike Week 2010

Here are some pictures from the first Sunday of Daytona bike week 2010.

During our travels in the fair city of Key West, a driver parked at the curb opened his pickup truck door as I passed. Timing and size was all that really save me from a serious crash. If I had passed his door just 1 second later, his door would have been fully open and I would have come to a rapid and complete stop. If his truck was not a 1 ton, over-sized wheeled compensation for machismo, then his door would have struck something more weighty and substantial on the bike.
As it was, only my mirror, brake lever, and handle bar weight struck his door. I got the bike stopped about 6 feet past the driver's door without going down. I turned and uttered the first thing that came to mind, which was, "Why did you do that?" which really didn't have an answer.
The driver's response: "I was just getting out of my truck. I'm sorry I didn't see you." I said something like, "You never looked!"
And then he said something he regretted: "Well, you have to own some of the responsibility, here." I looked at him in disbelief. "Oh, you did not say that!" Silence.
Well, I was uninjured, the bike was still upright, and he did say he was sorry. So I shook my head and rode away.

A little whopper-jawed but nothing that can't be straightened.

He was partly right. I did have to take ownership for some of this. As a defensive rider, I need to be preparred for careless actions like his. While many states and some cities have laws and ordinances restricting exiting a vehicle into the street, we all do it and its something all riders need watch.

At least I got an apology.

Ride Safe!

Wednesday, March 3, 2010