Out on the patrol bike today....Its amazing to ride the same roads I ride on my road bike on the patrol bike. It is like going from Man o War to Greasy the pack mule.
This shift, every officer on my shift is a bike officer, so we rotate days, which means I don't ride as often as I do on shifts with only one or two bike officers. And it is HOT, I mean DANG HOT. It got so that every time I took a breath in, I could feel cool (and when 100 degrees feels cool, you know you are hot) air as it flowed between my vest and my undershirt. I rode from 8am to 1pm....and did about 30 miles. I would do that in an hour and a half on my road bike, but I was patrolling around, talking to people, taking a call or two, making traffic stops, and, of course, nearly getting hit by cars as they backed out of their driveway. I always keep my head up, and enjoy giving the lecture that follows the look of dismay that comes when they realize that they nearly squashed a cop. I get a lot of "yes, ma'ams" after that lecture.
Pretty uneventful.