Water is an asshole, at least when it comes to bicycles. So is wind, now that I think of it; I don’t love it, unless its at my back, but that rarely seems to happen even on out-and-back routes. Fire’s not winning any prizes either, unless you’re talking about the hunk-a-hunka burnin’ V. Even le soleil isn’t scoring points for either the bike or the rider, unless given in carefully-controlled amounts, a fact which has large portions of the Pacific Northwest – perhaps the gloomiest place on Earth – buying up more high-SPF sunscreen and sunglasses per capita than any other place in the civilized world.
In other words, Nature’s a bit of a beyotch.
As far as our bikes go, water seems to be the biggest of these opponents. When I rode the 7-hour Heck of the North over clay-gravel roads in wind and rain; the wind was unpleasant but it left no indelible mark on me, apart from some sore muscles. The rain, on the other hand, combined with the clay from the roads to form a slurry that destroyed every bearing in my bike save one – not to mention the quarter cup of slurry that found its way into my chamois. The replacement bearings took a few weeks to source and install; the damage from the sandy chammy took over a month to heal. Water – and the additional wear it imposes on the machine (and sometimes our bodies), is not to be under estimated.
Water also introduces direct challenges while riding, the nuances of which can be explored while climbing or cornering by means of spinning out and crashing, respectively. Things get particularly interesting right around the freezing point, where the laws of physics governing cornering take on The Price is Right rules.
I have long espoused the merits of riding in bad weather; it removes the seductive qualities of riding a bike that see the weekend warriors flocking to the sport in droves during the summer months. In bad weather, the simple act of going out is already enough to make you feel the strength of your resolve as a Cyclist. But the fundamental pleasure of riding remains the same, with the added bonus of the clothing we wear making us look like the hardmen from Belgium and the dripping of water from our cycling caps serving as a metronome as we tap out our lonely path towards Mount Velomis.
We don’t ride because we love tree-lined boulevards and sunny afternoons; we ride because we love testing ourselves against our minds and the elements. There is a simple pleasure to be found in enduring a challenge; to learn to face hardship with a welcoming smile is a gift that riding a bicycle uniquely helps us discover.
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@DerHoggz
I use the Rapha winter embrocation also.
Point to note however is the little tin the embrocation comes in is exactly the same as their chamois cream, which I also use.
Now, you dont have to be a rocket scientist to figure out things can go awfully wrong at 5am when trying to stumble around on a cold winters morning and pick up the wrong tin first !!
The Rapha stuff has patchouli in it and therefore smells like hippy chicks. This perhaps explains the affinity our PNW brethren have for it.
I have tried several flavors of the Mad Alchemy stuff, and am excited that embro season is back.
Frank's last paragraph nails it. The challenge and the reward of battling the elements. Getting caught in a New England change of weather and getting cold AND wet, feels great afterward that I met the challenge. But I hate cold hands when the temp's below 25F (am I supposed to say -4C?). They hurt on the way to getting numb, and hurt like hell warming up post ride. Fucking hate it. But still, I ride.
Embro? I make my my own. Pretty simple mix of Bag Balm, olive oil, clove oil, and extra hot Tiger Balm. The Bag Balm keeps it "thick" and not oily while providing a coat that acts like a base layer. The clove and Tiger Balm provides the "heat". Been thinking about experimenting with some of the Thai peppers I grew this year. Not too many since I prefer to eat them.
@Steve-o
The hand thing is my beef too. Being out on a ride and your fingers won't perform a shift anymore. Or brake. You have to use your wrist with your hand flexed to stop which isn't great on a 9% descent.
And before any of you asshats (fine gentlemen) start telling me about Lobster Claws, ya, they're fine when it's just cold, but they get wet too. I've found that glacier gloves are the bomb. Fends off the cold for hrs, even when wet. They're a bit bulky, and stink to high heaven after a few rides, but that's a fine trade for not frozen hands. They don't keep the fingers "toasty" in 1-2C and pouring, but way better than any other glove I've tried (including full on ski gloves).
@Barracuda
I got embro on my sunnies and bidons prior to one race, it was not enjoyable.
@scaler911
Trying to trim the front derailleur with frozen hands when you have to stare at the lever or derailleur because you can't feel actually feel anything is pretty common for me. The feeling of hands and feet thawing is excruciating, feels like your bones are trying to grow through your fingers and toes. I find a more gradual warm-up works better then jumping straight into a hot shower. I usually spend several minutes curled up on the floor in a fetal position with my hands smashed behind my knees crafting monologues of obscenities. It seems to work.
@PeakInTwoYears
Hawaiian sharks are pussies - come down to Australia, particularly Western Australia, if you want good weather and fatal shark attacks. And shit beer.
@Marcus
Hmmm. Can I order à la carte?
@Marcus
Finally the turtle shows his head around here again.
Let me make sure I've got this right.
Hawaiian sharks:
Western Australian Sharks (also a common household pet)
@DerHoggz
Yes. Yes yes yes. Cherish those times. I've tried long hot showers, long hot baths, down jackets...nothing works except a bunch of embrocation to the crotch to stop the shivering.