Thanks for the heads up Bruce.

Am I understanding this correctly?...

• Driver runs a red light or fails to stop at a stop sign: traffic summons
• Cyclist runs a red light or fails to stop at a stop sign: criminal summons

Maybe in the future wahoo/garmin can sync up with Waze to allow for police spotting.

Let’s not kid ourselves , this is NYPD criminalizing immigrant communities ( who happen to ride delivery bikes)  

Mark Taylor said:

Let’s not kid ourselves , this is NYPD criminalizing immigrant communities ( who happen to ride delivery bikes)  

Truth.

They claim they are "prioritizing" certain corridors.

In manhattan, that includes 125th street.  

That seems totally bizarre.  delivery riders aren't flooding 125th by any stretch of the imagination.  I'm on it regularly, and the only potential issue I see is delivery riders congregating outside a Chipotle and a shake shack.

But they claim, 'An NYPD spokesperson, who did not provide a name, said those corridors were chosen because that's where cops have received the most complaints regarding reckless operation of e-bikes.'

Seems hinky.

Saw a cyclist getting a ticket yesterday on my way back down riverside.  Be extra vigilant out there.

The TransAlt article touched on it but I'm unclear how and why the NYPD has the ability to reclassify a traffic summons to a criminal one. 

does seem like it should be decided by a legislature, not by a PD

The classic cop line " we don't make the rules"

If only a cop would ever walk around in Ridgewood and fine all cars with black window tint. Of course they don’t, because all of those have a thin blue line bumper sticker 

This is as of 5/18/25.  It includes indoor and outdoor riding since January 1, 2005




When I subtract indoor riding, I get this.

mugwump said:

This is as of 5/18/25.  It includes indoor and outdoor riding since January 1, 2005




When I subtract indoor riding, I get this.

JP Hits 200,000 Miles ride this weekend???

Think we should organize a 200k for 200,000 miles! 

Dude. DUDE.

Gotta think about it--and check my planned rides for the week.

Organized a few industry rides over the next month or so. If you or someone you know is in Architecture, Lighting or Construction please feel free to join or forward to whoever may be interested!

(of course Kissenistas are all welcome either way).

If you are planning to join it would be awesome to add your name to the google sheets we have set up so we can get an idea of the numbers.




Cheers!

What is even happening.

Marketing equivalent of Joey's Ok

Head to minute 8 of this video which actually investigates the Silca vs Muc-Off claims
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Lf_cFfNwcI&t=480s 

KevinWomack said:

Organized a few industry rides over the next month or so. If you or someone you know is in Architecture, Lighting or Construction please feel free to join or forward to whoever may be interested!

(of course Kissenistas are all welcome either way).

If you are planning to join it would be awesome to add your name to the google sheets we have set up so we can get an idea of the numbers.




Cheers!

Reposting this as we are doing it again this Friday! 

2 weeks ago even the guy I organized it with bailed, disappointing! So now we're opening this up to anyone and everyone who fancies cooking on a Friday afternoon ride! 

Free merch & refreshments!

KevinWomack said:

KevinWomack said:

Organized a few industry rides over the next month or so. If you or someone you know is in Architecture, Lighting or Construction please feel free to join or forward to whoever may be interested!

(of course Kissenistas are all welcome either way).

If you are planning to join it would be awesome to add your name to the google sheets we have set up so we can get an idea of the numbers.




Cheers!

Reposting this as we are doing it again this Friday! 

2 weeks ago even the guy I organized it with bailed, disappointing! So now we're opening this up to anyone and everyone who fancies cooking on a Friday afternoon ride! 

Free merch & refreshments!

I might be able to join this on July 18th. I work architecture/construction adjacent (Facilities Management and currently taking over commissioning from our construction team) 

RyanCollins said:

KevinWomack said:

KevinWomack said:

Organized a few industry rides over the next month or so. If you or someone you know is in Architecture, Lighting or Construction please feel free to join or forward to whoever may be interested!

(of course Kissenistas are all welcome either way).

If you are planning to join it would be awesome to add your name to the google sheets we have set up so we can get an idea of the numbers.




Cheers!

Reposting this as we are doing it again this Friday! 

2 weeks ago even the guy I organized it with bailed, disappointing! So now we're opening this up to anyone and everyone who fancies cooking on a Friday afternoon ride! 

Free merch & refreshments!

I might be able to join this on July 18th. I work architecture/construction adjacent (Facilities Management and currently taking over commissioning from our construction team) 

Awesome, hit me up with your email and/or cell # here or slack. Pls also invite anyone else you know who may be interested. We will do these throughout the summer.

If this doesn't count as a Tall Tale, nothing does. Copied & pasted from an aviation forum I'm on. The author is an 80-something pilot. Sounds like he's lived a fantastically full life.

Bike trip 1950​

Douglas and I wanted to go to Shenandoah Park, and when Mother gave permission, we began our preparations.

I was 16, Douglas 14.

The bikes we had bought for paper routes had a lot of miles, and several tire replacements. And we were not willing to have ‘good enough’ tires, so bought new front and rear tires, plus one new tube each which we did not install. The old ones had no patches, and had been new last time. The new ones were just in case, as we expected many surprises. Wrenches to fit every nut and bolt, and small can of oil, and a tire patch kit were collected in a cloth bag. The bearings were all cleaned, lubricated, and re assembled. The bikes were now ready.

Apples came in wooden boxes about a 18 inches long, ends were half inch thick, sides about half that, and bottoms even thinner. We brought home 5 from the grocery store, and took them apart carefully. After measuring the needed clearance for our heels, 4 sides each were cut at an angle, leaving the rear ends vertical. The front and rear ends were from the box ends, and were cut 6 inches wide. Since the front was at an angle, they did not reach the top of the sides, but a half inch board was used to ‘splice’ to the top, and was long enough to reach across the wheel and connect to the other box front. The inside was banged against the axle ends, and axle diameter holes drilled in those marks. After painting inside and out with enamel, large washers and nuts were added, locking the boxes in place. The board connecting the sides went across the frame where the two sides came together above the fender, and was bolted in place. 4 Large 4 inch reflectors on the back of the boxes finished the construction.

Cooking gear was based on Mothers old Girl Scout cook kit, placed inside a large cast iron skillet with a lid, wash clothes and towels were also in there, so nothing moved or rattled. We left with minimal food, but salt and pepper shakers did get packed in the skillet. Some soap, can opener, knives, forks and spoons, pancake turner, and a big spoon rounded out the ‘kitchen’ Bedding was 2 twin bed blankets, and a piece of strong tarp, 6 feet wide and 10 long That was not really suitable, but just what we had. A small camp hatchet for cutting up firewood.

About June 15, so long daylight hours

At half light, we departed from 7415 Piney Branch Road, before morning rush had started, with the goal of being across the Potomac River on US 50 west before traffic was bad, and achieved our goal. On the other side, the traffic was heavy inbound and light going our way, so safe and pleasant, even though steadily up hill. Not too far west, US 29 south joined us, and we made good time in the right lane of the 3 lane highway. Route 7 crossed at a diagonal, with a traffic light, red, and we slowed down to save energy. Douglas was about 50 feet ahead of me, and a car hit the left box, swerving me into the rough gravel shoulder. The driver took his time stopping, and I was furious as I caught up to him. As I bent over to look in, I saw a face that was deeply concerned, and a voice asking if he had hurt me. Slim guy in khaki shirt and short khaki pants with only knees sticking out, covered with leather. Never have I had so sudden a change of attitude than just then. I assured him that neither I nor my bike was damaged. He explained that he had just been to the Veterans office, and had been supplied with this Oldsmobile Hydromatic, with hand throttle and brakes, and was still learning to drive. Maroon 4 door sedan, all the windows open, and wheel chair in the back seat for when he parked the car and hobbled around and drug it out, for “normal” life. Remembering even today, tears form from that vivid memory. DAV tags on the back as he drove slowly away. He was one of the “Half lucky” guys, who came home half alive.

Outstanding progress continued to Centerville turnoff to Manassas drag strip, when a light rain moved in to meet us. There was a store under construction, and nobody there, we took the bikes in with us, and dug out the sandwiches we had packed, and washed them down with water from our canteen.

We continued west on 29 when 50 split off to the right, crossing the Bull Run Mountains, very tiring, as the downhill’s went fast, the uphill’s slow hard peddling, and it seemed they were twice as high going up as down. At Warrenton US 211 joined us, then 211 split to the west, and 29 went south. We splurged for supper at Payne’s Diner. Good food, and inexpensive, but the real reason was that someplace way back, they were family! 211 west out of Warrenton has a very long hill, followed by ‘rolling’ country, worse than the Bull Run mountains

Once again sweating up one hill, and breezing down again until near sunset. We came to a 90 degree, easy turn left, with a fairly deep ditch, and a set of two connected bill boards in a V, and decided to quit before poor light made riding dangerous. The bikes in the ditch weeds put them nearly out of sight, and the billboards were protection from headlights. Tarp and blankets were all we needed, plus a flashlight, and we were soon asleep. Twice in the night, we woke from the sound of heavy braking, and rapid backing, as alert drivers spotted the bikes, and checked if they were from a hit and run event. I peeked out for the first one, and it was a Virginia State Trooper.

The next morning provided quite a surprise; half a dozen cows in a half circle around us, staring! We were country connected, and found them non threatening, but when we started moving and stood up, they scattered quite a distance away before feeling safe. Again, they were facing us, calmly chewing their cud.. We folded bedding, lashed it to our boxes, and departed down what proved to be a relatively long hill, ending at the bridge across the Covington River. The bank had a good area for cooking, we stopped and made breakfast. Fried bacon, then fried eggs, then fried bread provided plenty of calories, and tasted great, canteen water to drink (we had refilled it in Warrenton, as we did at many gas stations as we passed them). On hindsight, we wished we had continued that short distance, and camped here, as we could have gone further from the highway with the bikes, and no one would have noticed our presence. Hindsight from now, it would have been damp along the river, and we would have left with damp blankets, never a good thing.

From the Covington River breakfast, obviously a long climb back up to the higher rolling country limbered up our muscles, and the new day flowed on.

Arriving at Sperryville, a very small town off 211 on the other side of a small river, we found a country grocery store that had everything we needed. This was the weight of food we were very happy not carrying up the rolling hills behind us, but essential to have in the park. Our breakfast eggs had been packed in a small coffee can filled with pancake mix, and cooked with just 4 slices of bacon. Now, we were stocking up heavy:

5# of potatoes

1# of onions

2 # of bacon

2 # of brown sugar (smallest size box)

1 can of Corned Beef

1 dozen eggs

1 bottle of Heinz catsup

1 loaf of bread



With the basic need in our boxes, we returned to 211, and the BIG hill, all the way up to Panorama pass, and the Parkway. There are a number of stands selling apples and other produce, and we bought some tart apples, and ate a couple on the way up the mountain. Bad news for today, they are tarring and graveling the road and the crew doing it has already done miles. The tar sticks to the tires, and in turn, picks up gravel, making the ride bumpy, and the sticking makes pedaling much harder…and we are aware we’re pedaling uphill? Eventually, pedaling becomes much too hard, and we get off and walk until we come to the active application, and undisturbed road is ahead. Pedaling is still difficult, but as the gravel falls off, conditions improve, and we are only coping with steep grades. The penalty for a mile or more walking, and slow pedaling is that we reach Panorama at sunset.

There were two graveled tire tracks leading Northeast from the intersection, and we walked our bikes far enough to have quiet and privacy, assuming a fire road. In the darkness, grass was clearly visible, and we selected a nice patch about 5 feet off the road, put down the tarp, and called it a done day, even though we were hungry.

The morning brought 2 surprises, first, we were sleeping on a fire ant hill that had been flattened by the mower cutting that inviting grass, and they rousted us quite early. They were not the only early risers, Park Service had homes for employees up that road, and they went to work early, and found us with our clothes off, picking fire ants off where they were fiercely attached.

Clothes back on, bedding free of ants, we returned to the Parkway, and a short distance later, the Appalachian Trail, north up Pass Mountain, to the Pass Mountain shelter. That was scheduled to be our base camp, and after establishing first rights by putting our blankets on bunks, breakfast was prepared. Bacon, eggs, and fried toast again, for speed. With our boxes emptied of all but tools, parts, sandwiches and canteen of water, we set off north on the trail, over Pass Mountain. Moderately steep, moderately rocky, and winding made a hard pull to where the trail started the descent to the Parkway crossing. The downhill on the Parkway was a blast, fast, cool, and no pedaling, all downhill.

Grew up here and have had days like these...

https://youtu.be/cZk2jV5gJbM?si=qwNjRahtWEieBRRq

Thanks for sharing Jules, loved reading that

Chocolate bike!

Stopped by Ride Brooklyn on Thursday, 08/28/2025, to pick up some small things and found them packing up.  Sign said they're moving.  Address on their site says 187 4th Ave which looks to be right on the corner of Sackett.  I didn't go see if that new space is open yet.  I hope it's a good space for them.

the photos online suggest that the new place is pretty great!