I went grocery shopping today!
Haven't done that before, but have been plotting "errand commuting" all season, and slowly putting the old bike into riding condition.
So, today, I put the "kid trailer" on the back of my 25 year old Trek antelope 820, and headed down toward town to
COSTCO!
Costco is about two miles from my house, down hill all the way. You know what that says about my ride home with two gallons of milk, five pounds of peanuts and 9 pounds of assorted cheeses. There was more, what the heck was it? I added it all up, and figured about 35 pounds of groceries. I have not weighed the trailer, nor have I weighed the little chromoly bike.
DH and I figure that I trailed all the weight I've lost in the last year. I trailed it in the granny ring, and total granny gear on the biggest slopes.
BUT, the most exciting part is that I made it! The trailer is probably in need of grease in the wheel hubs, and who knows what else, since it was a garage sale find that we picked up to trail our grandkids around. I should slime its tires, since we have all kinds of things that could help flat them -- I carried a tire pump too.
Figuring out how to put the trailer onto the back of the bike was quite a process -- the gizmo that went on the bike wasn't with the trailer, but elsewhere in the shed.
The tires on the bike are OLD -- original equipment, and they look a bit scary. I think I'd like to get smooth ones, but will start with putting the tires that were on my "comfort beast" when I got it on this one for a while first. I'm trying to avoid making a really big financial investment before I know for sure I'm going to keep up with this "errand commuting" thing. The front brake needs some adjustment. I have to figure out how to do that.
I'm pretty sure DH thought this was a less than stellar idea. I called him this morning and asked when he was heading home from work. Suggested I could meet him somewhere along the way, but we need to do some grocery shopping, so how about I bring the trailer down so we could try a Costco run. He had been talking with a friend about doing that "one of these days" last night. I told him that HE would probably have to bring it back up the hill, and he seemed glad when I later called and asked how the heck do I get this thing attached to the bike? He suggested I give it a few more minutes, then bring the car instead.
I was already at Costco, bike locked up, a bottle of water downed, when he called me from another part of the parking lot to say, don't bring the trailer, bring the car, the wind is nasty. He didn't sound pleased to hear that I was already there, locked to the bike rack, wondering where he is.
After we loaded the trailer, I said I'd give it a try. That I'd probably be pretty slow, but I'd give it a try. I might decide he could tow it up the bigger of the two hills, but I'd give it a try at least up the first. There was a church parking lot where we could have safely swapped.
I was really slow up hills, even for me, but I made it. I thought about stopping part way up the second hill, but realized I'd never get that load going again if I did, and would have to walk the rest of the way (I had told DH that if I had to stop, I would be able to, unlike him, since he has the guy-thing going, and wouldn't stop if it killed him) so I am pretty pleased to be able to say I made it!
I wanted to take the dog for a ride when we got home, to see how he would do, but DH wouldn't hear of that. Apparently, it's just plain stupid to carry dogs along on a walk, or take them for a bike ride in a trailer. We'll sneak out sometime when he's not around. I'd like to be able to take him to his grooming appointments in the trailer rather than in the car. He's not a quiet car passenger, so the trailer might not be an option -- he could turn out to be just too squirrelly!
Oh, and: I'd forgotten what a nice little bike my Trek is! Now I'll REALLY never ride the comfort-beast again...
Karen in Boise




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