Hello from Vernon

It’s late in the evening on Wednesday night. I flew into Kelowna at 10 this morning, and Steve drove me to Vernon to meet with the folks from Tolko Industries. There was a short pre-lunch meeting, then lunch at Station BBQ, then a few hours of pre-workshop meetings in the afternoon. There is always so much to talk about at these workshops, and it made sense to do a little extra.

From the highway between Kelowna and Vernon

The weather was nicest when I arrived, but slowly clouded over. After the meeting was done, five of us arranged to go mountain biking. Dan, a consultant from our Kelowna office, was the instigator and had mentioned this before I came. I brought a helmet, gloves, water bottle, shorts, jersey and shoes for the trip. He got Thomas, Leon and Greg from Tolko to come as well, and we spent over an hour riding up and back down again in the Vernon woods.

Heading out

I rode Dan’s old bike for most of it, but partway down, Leon took pity on me and lent me his bike. There was a fair bit of difference between them in ride quality and forgiveness.

The views were great, when we weren’t surrounded by woods.

Lake Okanagan from the summit

We regrouped afterwards for dinner at the Outboard Waterfront Pub. The sky was grey but the temperature was warm. We sat out on the patio. It was a good time, but then I was super late checking into the hotel and needed to shower and iron my shirt for tomorrow. Sleepy time now. 🌙

Ian’s Longest, Toughest Ride Yet

I think the title says it all, don’t you? 35 km, and 477 metres of elevation gain.

Starting in the lower right (Tammy’s work) and ending at home.

When I got home off the train this evening, I had an urge to go for a ride. I’d missed out on commuting today due to a forecast that said rain, but then didn’t really materialize. It was a beautiful evening, and Tammy hadn’t left for work yet. The plan was to put the bike on the car and ride with her to work, then start home along a loop around the north end of Calgary. I originally thought about just doing this myself: I’ve never done this route before. But then I thought Ian would like to do it and offered to Miranda too, but she declined. So off Ian and I went. It took almost 2.5 hours and was a lot of climbing when I wasn’t stopping to check the GPS.

Definitely longer and more climbing than the 30 km distance of the Tour de Victoria, so he’s ready for our trip!

Looks like some down, then a lot of up.

Canada Day 2019

I am not sure how to summarize Canada Day this year, other than it was a good day spent together (mostly) as a family. Mother Nature had a spoiler role to play as well. The original plan (if you can call it that) was to hop on our bikes and roll downtown. The festivities are spread out across Prince’s Island Park, the Riverfront and Fort Calgary. When we went downtown for Canada Day when Stephanie and the kids visited a few years ago, we really got footsore trying to get to everything. There had been alternate suggestions of spending part of the day in Banff, Cochrane or even Drumheller.

But we’re a family of homebodies. And the suggestion was made that we stay home and play board games instead. As the Canada Day Activity Coordinator in Chief, I suppose I was a bit disappointed, but I couldn’t fault the desire to spend time together. We walked out to Sobey’s for some groceries (buns, pickles, snacks). The weather was perfect.

All of us in red shirts. Good thing this isn’t Star Trek

We extended the walk a bit just because it was so nice. We played Rainbow Towers (a version of Jenga) before lunch, and had some hot dogs while watching the National Film Board of Canada film The Sand Castle. You can’t get more Canadian than that. The Miranda’s friends Dennam and Jordan showed up and all the kids went for a bike ride to the playgrounds over in Watermark. When they returned, we picked up the games with Castle Panic (we won-the castle withstood the invasion) before sub sandwiches.

But it was during the late afternoon that Mother Nature showed up and wasn’t happy. The weather turned foul, with hurricane force winds, light rain and the temperature dropping from 20 degrees to 8 degrees. We thought that there was no chance of fireworks, but the weather leveled out a bit after dinner. It was still chilly, but just overcast. Tammy wasn’t feeling well (she’s on some iron pills from the doc) and Miranda wanted to stay home. But Ian wanted to see the fireworks in Cochrane.

He and I bundled up and spent a few hours at the festivities in Cochrane. We walked around for a bit, and managed to find a frisbee to play with for a while. We watched the headline band Daring Greatly from where we were playing and later from up close.

A thin crowd under a threatening sky

In the end, Ian got his wish and we saw the fireworks. We were up close.

Happy 🇨🇦 Day!

First Husband-Wife Ride

I’ve been in the club since 2013 and Tammy joined in 2018, but until now we’ve never been on a Bow Cyclist ride together.

Pat, Ian, Simon, Susan, Nora and Tammy (Susan P. took the picture)

I worked from home today in part because I had a light workload of meetings today and partly because while the weather was nice in the morning, it was supposed to be rain and thunder in the afternoon. When I was delaying putting on my cycling gear to ride to the office, Tammy suggested that I could go for the 10 am Tuesday ride with her. It’s no longer a “ladies ride”, even if it is predominantly women. I booked the time off work and joined in.

It was a nice ride and the weather cooperated. It was a pretty slow pace, but sometimes you have to slow down and chill. I had a lot of fun and didn’t get in trouble once saying something to Tammy that I’d regret. That’s a victory right there. 😄

Tammy’s in the green helmet

Piano Recital 2019

It’s the end of the piano “season”, and that meant our annual pilgrimage to downtown to watch the Viva Musica recital. This year was the first that Miranda was not in classes, so it was Ian’s opportunity to impress.

I noticed this year he was somewhat apprehensive and was doing quite a bit of practicing in that days leading up to this. But you know what they say: How do you get to Carnegie Hall? Practice!

Here we are, ready for the show.

Ian killed it. If you watch the video, you’ll see him stop, focus, and then nail it.

Congratulations, Ian. I’m very proud of you.

All the kids who played in the recital today and their teachers

2019 Gran Fondo Badlands

Today was the first of the two gran fondo rides I have registered for this year. This was the third time I have entered the Gran Fondo Badlands, the previous times were last year and the year before. It’s a great ride: completely different from the sorts of rides I do normally and also very different from the Tour de Victoria, which we will be doing as a family again this year in August.

The weather this week has been ranging from miserable to horrible, so it was a stroke of luck that the weather cleared up this morning. The day was dry, with a mix of cloudy and sunny periods. I drove with Adam to Drumheller, and he, Hannah, Wing and I were a team for the day.

Me, Adam, Wing and Hannah

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Boooom ⛈

We were woken up at five this morning by a thunderstorm going over. Nothing like the weird sensation of someone taking flash photography in your bedroom followed by an explosion of sound.

Hope the weather improves before Saturday’s Gran Fondo Badlands.

Happy Father’s Day!

Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there. My day has been good: maybe awake a little early, but nothing unpleasant. Everyone was up by seven. It’s Sunday so Miranda had a BCC ride at nine. We were all going to ride down with her and then go for a little ride and stop for coffee on the way home. The kids and Tammy all got me some cards and some gifts.

Miranda’s card to me

I got some new shaving gel, some beard oil, deodorant and a new shower puff. Some half-caf coffee, too. As a joke (not really, but okay) they put some ribbons on my new wheels out in the garage. 😄

We were getting ready for our family ride, when I saw that on WhatsApp, Tara was calling for more ride leaders today. There were two different cycling events on today: the Ghost of the Gravel ride north of Cochrane, and the Branch Out Bike Tour in Panorama. Add that to Father’s Day, and we had only two confirmed leaders and one was sick. So as Tammy said, I “did the honourable thing” and volunteered. We ended up with four leaders and about twenty or so riders, and it was a beautiful morning. I led one group and Miranda was in the other one. Tammy and Ian went for a ride together.

Lunch was special: Tammy made some homemade pizzas and a ridiculous four-layer mint & chocolate fudge cake. I’m doing my best to digest that now.

All in all a good day. Now to relax with a beverage. 🍺

I made Dad a card this year. Here was the feature picture. 1978, just outside of Sealand in Oak Bay.

A couple of stylish gents, by 1978 standards

Updated

At 7:30 pm, I got an automated email from Mark’s Work Wearhouse with a final gift from Ian: a gift certificate. I need some new shorts in the worst way.

We also watched Megamind at “dinnertime” (we were still full from lunch, so popcorn was on the menu). And later, Tammy, Miranda and I finished watching Good Omens on Amazon Prime Video. Both are quality shows…

A Clean Garage

Much to the kids’ dismay, I thought that the weather was good enough on Sunday to clean out the garage. There were a few years’ worth of car road grime on the floor and general schmutz in all the corners. Everything was hauled out and spread on the lawn and then I hosed it out.

It’s so much nicer in there now. Can walk in sock-feet without getting brown feet.

Almost dry. Quick a sun shower is coming!

New Wheels for the Roubaix

Two weeks ago, I was leading out the Wednesday night Bow Cyclist Club ride. Once on the way back and once when we got back to the shop, some of the riders mentioned to me that my rear wheel was not true. It had a slight wobble to it.

Paul having fun on the ride.

Mark (club president and the Parts Manager at Bow Cycle) was there and I mentioned it to him. So he pulled the wheel off and put it on the truing stand. He used the spoke wrench to work most of the wobble out, but couldn’t get it perfect. He was looking closely at the wheel and noticed this:

A two-inch crack in my rim

These are the stock alloy rims that came with the bike in 2016. I don’t know what cracked the rim, but it marked the end of its life. I limped home from the shop and started working out what to replace the rim with. It’s been a couple of weeks of sporadic emails with Mark, but today all was ready and I picked up my bike with its new Mavic Cosmic Pro UST wheels.

Look really close and you can read the name on the spoke

Right now my thumbs are in so much pain. The wheels came with some free tires, while I had bought some much better tires late last year. I intended to simply take the cheap tires off and put the better tires on the new wheels, but the new wheels are really, really tight. It was so much work to get the cheap tires off and then even more work to get the good tires on. I expect to not be able to grip anything tomorrow.

But it’s done now. Tomorrow’s forecast isn’t too promising, but I might get a chance to go for a ride. I’d better not get a flat. I doubt I would be able to fix it roadside. It took two hours to change these tires tonight.

And I would be remiss if I didn’t mention that they cost more than our house insurance, a fact that Tammy keeps reminding me about. 😘

Updated Saturday

I went for a 110 km ride with the Bow Cyclists today on the new wheels and they worked great. The only hiccup was the long, fast downhill into Cochrane. These wheels have a deeper cross-section and more prone to get caught by gusts of wind. I had a couple of wobbles on the downhill, but nothing too dramatic. I slowed down and took it easy.

They sure look nice.

Parked in the sun in Bragg Creek

Since my Norco Valence is now back on “rollers duty”, I took the carbon fibre wheels off and put the heavier alloy ones back on. I made an offer to Miranda that she could try the good wheels on her bike, but she declined when I told her that they would be more difficult to brake with.

So I put $1600 wheels on Ian’s $300 road bike. Ridiculous, you say? Mais oui!.

Better than just hanging them on the wall