(1) I came out of the north side of the building, and it was not evident that any precipitation had fallen.
(2) I was in south Texas, after all.
(3) I only did it for a couple of meters.
One broken shoulder later, certain assumptions had to be reevaluated.
It was the strongest high pressure system ever seen - people died of hypothermia in central America. A later acquaintance said he felt the chill on the Amazon.
We had a grad student in Michigan who cycled to campus the whole year round. This included the coldest year in decades. I don't know why she did it—I think she owned a car—but nothing seemed to slow her down.
I cycled 14 miles in wet snow, in Georgia (US), a couple of years ago. Not by choice -- I had to get somewhere, and that was the only transport I had. Having wet snow accumulate under my fenders and on my rims made braking a little problematic. But most of my route home was on multiuse paths.
The drivers on the roads I had to use were remarkably patient. Probably assumed I was a suicidal maniac or something.
I was glad to get home that day.
Bike Twitter is replete with tales of folks riding in all kinds of weather. I'm too old for that s$#t anymore, though. Luckily I live in Georgia, where snow is uncommon.
It *should* be someone with more sense than to ride on a sidewalk. (Sidewalks, particularly sidewalks endorsed by the League Against Bicycling, are not designed for wheeled traffic and are extremely unsafe.)
When I was younger, I frequently came home with icicles hanging from my fenders (partly because I was careful not to knock them off at rest stops!), but at that time I lived on a very important road in a state where you are much more likely to skid on salt than on ice. (The salt did terrible things to my respiratory system every time I was overtaken.)
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(Anonymous) 2016-03-24 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)Keith Lynch?
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(Anonymous) 2016-03-24 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)(1) I came out of the north side of the building, and it was not evident that any precipitation had fallen.
(2) I was in south Texas, after all.
(3) I only did it for a couple of meters.
One broken shoulder later, certain assumptions had to be reevaluated.
It was the strongest high pressure system ever seen - people died of hypothermia in central America. A later acquaintance said he felt the chill on the Amazon.
William Hyde
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Cyclists, mostly.
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The drivers on the roads I had to use were remarkably patient. Probably assumed I was a suicidal maniac or something.
I was glad to get home that day.
Bike Twitter is replete with tales of folks riding in all kinds of weather. I'm too old for that s$#t anymore, though. Luckily I live in Georgia, where snow is uncommon.
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Well, with freezing rain, some, probably. But still.
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"Who bicycles in weather like this?"
It *should* be someone with more sense than to ride on a sidewalk. (Sidewalks, particularly sidewalks endorsed by the League Against Bicycling, are not designed for wheeled traffic and are extremely unsafe.)
When I was younger, I frequently came home with icicles hanging from my fenders (partly because I was careful not to knock them off at rest stops!), but at that time I lived on a very important road in a state where you are much more likely to skid on salt than on ice. (The salt did terrible things to my respiratory system every time I was overtaken.)
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(Anonymous) 2016-03-26 01:53 pm (UTC)(link)http://www.leevalley.com/en/Wood/page.aspx?p=40911&cat=2,51676&ap=1
I was out taking photographs this morning, and I have no problems walking up a steep path covered with sheer ice.
And for the cyclists, something like this:
http://www.reliks.com/merchant.ihtml?pid=2330
As the description states, "Long war hammers were used as walking staffs" so it could replace a cane…