Monday July 9, 2007 Pete wanted to
drop off his bike and his son and fellow bike club member Paul's bike off
at the Rochester Bike Shop (RBS) for some work. Paul's bike needed a
tune up and the rear wheel on Pete's bike was out of round again.
This wheel is relatively new, but Pete is rough on his bike and apparently
the wheel had been banged up often enough already that it needed to be
repaired. The plan was for me and Pete to ride the bikes over to RBS
after work and then walk home.
Pete picked me up on his way home
from work. While Pete quickly changed and wolfed down dinner I put
the wheels on Paul's bike out in the garage in preparation for the ride.
I had never ridden Paul's bike other than a quick spin around the driveway
when it was brand new. Paul's bike is a Trek and more of a mountain
bike than a rode bike, but it is a high quality bike.
We left Pete's house around 6:15 pm
and we arrived at RBS at about 6:50 pm. It is a fairly short ride
from Pete's to downtown Rochester. Sense I wasn't riding my bike and
I didn't turn on Paul's speedometer I don't have any statistics from this
ride. I estimate we rode about 5 miles to RBS. I was surprised
how smooth and nice the ride was on Paul's bike. It really coasted
easy and without much friction, it felt like it coasted easier than my
bike with the larger wheels. this really surprised me, I figured
with the knobby tires that Paul's bike wouldn't coast and overall ride so
smooth. I guess it just goes to show you how important good quality
bearings are in a good riding bike. I didn't even seem to mind the
handle bars being lower, maybe this was because it was such a short ride
and I didn't have enough time to get uncomfortable.
The bike shop was still open, I
assume Pete had checked this out to make sure they would be open by the
time we showed up. I guess it really didn't matter if they weren't
open, it would actually be easier to ride back home than walk.
Someone from the bike shop took the bikes and wrote up the repair orders
quickly and we were on our way. We walked over to Rochester Rd and
headed north. Pete had the idea of stopping at the Dairy Queen
located right on Rochester Rd for ice cream. Being a nice warm
summer evening there was a small crowd of people but the wait wasn't too
long. We we each got an ice cream and continued walking.
We cut over to trail and took it
north all the way to Dutton Rd. As we were walking up the hill on
Dutton Pete had the idea of calling Steve to see if he was home because we
were going to be walking right passed his house. Steve was home and
we stopped by and sat on his deck for a few minutes. Being a
gracious host Steve brought out a beer for each of us and I think Pete may
have had two. He also brought out some salsa and chips that we
munched on while relaxing on his deck. I don't remember why but we
ended up carrying a few items from Steve's back to Pete's house. We
had a pair of crutches, a huge pitch fork and a coal shovel. So,
after leaving Steve's for the short walk to Pete's we were carrying these
items. As we were walking a guy wearing a New York Mets baseball
shirt approached walking from the opposite direction. I nodded my
head and said hello to this man and Pete asked the guy where his pitch
fork was. I think this guy might have been forgein and I'm not sure
if he understood Pete. He stopped and looked at Pete strangely and
Pete repeated his comment about the pitch fork. this really confused
the guy and I could hear him mumbling something about a pitch fork as he
continued on passed. Pete laughed thinking it was really funny
confusing this poor guy. I guess it didn't hurt anything and it
probably gave the New York Met fan something to talk about when he got to
wherever he was walking.
Once we got to Pete's house Pete
gave me a ride home in his car and our adventure for the day was over.
It was a nice ride and walk combined with a visit to Steve all in one
evening including ice cream, you can't beat that.