It is so difficult to show things like Big Hills in pictures and have it accurately portray their Biggness. But I have tried my best.
You can sort of see the way the world looks like it is dropping off on the other side of the cross street. The rest of the pictures were taken from about that point, so I could try to get a view of the slope of the hill…
Take note of the red car you see, because when I zoom in later, I zoom right up to that car, so it is all that distance that will be cut off, essentially.
It is still hard to see, but you can see a small silver car just about to start up the hill coming towards us. Most of that car will disappear as it goes up the hill, just as those itty bitty people have mostly disappeared. I know, the picture really is too small to see all that. That’s a really steep portion of the hill, and then it continues for quite a while, still fairly steep, to the top. Where there is only a short reprieve, after which a bit more of a hill, and then comes real relief.
I’m not kidding though when I say I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to ride up it. It was seriously that difficult to get even one tenth of the way up it, and even taking into account my relative lack of biking strength at the moment, it is just that big of a hill.
But that’s okay, it will be on my way home.
When I got back from my picture taking excursion to The Big Hill, I realized it was too late to actually hop on the bike, as I originally planned, and go for a bike ride. I’d walked for 90 minutes, between going to the library and going to take the pictures! This is the crazy cool thing about doing things on a bike or on foot. Especially on bike, I think. Hell yeah things usually take longer, but they just don’t feel like they take longer. 20 minutes in my car feels much longer than that. Every moment is either stressful or boring, the only part I really enjoy is my music. I don’t hate driving, but it just isn’t that fun either.
On the bike, though, it is fun. Yeah, it will take me 3 times as long to get to work, but it isn’t going to feel like it. It is going to be fun time, not stress time. I can’t wait.
I got back from my walk and looked at my phone. No phone call. Normally this would be, well, normal. I don’t get calls often, ‘cept from the parents, and that just once a week on a normal week. But I was expecting, or at least hoping, for a call from my Bike Shop Boy. We’re still in the process of specing out the components on this bike I’m ordering for my commuting. It will be able to haul me and Stuff. Or rather I will be able to haul Stuff on it. Front racks, rear racks, fenders…if I can handle it, it can handle it. It is a beast, really. It is beautiful. Or it will be, when I finally get it.
I’d gotten an idea in my head early last week. I blame this on my Bike Shop Boy, in his delay in getting back to me. I’d first gone to the shop on July 3, a Thursday, and he’d promised to email with an initial go at the specs in “a couple days”. It was a couple days after those “couple days” that I finally heard from him, and by then I’d started reading obsessively.
I’d gotten downtube shifters in my head.
I couldn’t let them go.
I read what people said, some positive, some scornful, some not understanding, some as if they were the lost holy grail. Suffice to say, they were the only choice for shifters about 30 years ago, and now they’re pretty seldomly seen. Now there are integrated brake and shifters, sometimes called brifters, and I’d guess that most see those as where the evolution of brakes and shifters were always heading. So downtube shifters are likely seen by most as a step back at least 20 years.
But, you know, my truck is a manual shift. And I like it like that. My camera is manual, even if it doesn’t have to be entirely so. I usually have it on aperture priority, which is say, one third manual. (I use autofocus, after all.)
Anyway, perhaps it is just my quirky personality that likes things more manual, more directly controllable by moi. I also like how clean they look.
And I sort of felt like the Bike Shop Boy was going to be shaking his head and rolling his eyes at this clueless bike noob who was spending money just to get started in bike commuting, and wanted downtube shifters. I mean, really, right?
But I tried downtube shifters (annabelle, that 22 year old red beauty, has them!) and I loved them.
So the phone finally rings tonight, and it is indeed Bike Shop Boy. He identifies himself, makes the starting-conversation noises. And then:
“I just want to tell you that you are awesome for going with downtube shifters.”
July 14, 2008 at 11:21 pm
It is hard to tell how long and steep it is but it does look like a killer. Looking forward to some fried quads if i have to ride it.
Very cool about the bike shop guy liking the downtube shifters. You going all retro π
July 15, 2008 at 10:38 am
From down here below sea level, I can say that it is indeed a behemoth hill, and if I were you I’d bust out a map and find an alternate route.
July 15, 2008 at 11:26 am
Oh. MY. Hills!
I’d die if I were to pull the kids up that hill. The little bit of a hill that we have is manageable. But THAT!!
Little goals though.. Try to make it to a point for a week and then increase it a week at a time. I’m sure that you;ll be up that hill in no time! We think you can! We Think you Can!!
July 15, 2008 at 11:26 am
Oh. MY. Hills!
I’d die if I were to pull the kids up that hill. The little bit of a hill that we have is manageable. But THAT!!
Little goals though.. Try to make it to a point for a week and then increase it a week at a time. I’m sure that you;ll be up that hill in no time! We think you can! We Think you Can!!
July 15, 2008 at 11:26 am
Dang!! Sorry for the double post.
July 15, 2008 at 7:41 pm
Rich, very long and very steep! And yeah, we are going for a bit of a retro look on the bike. Silver and shiny instead of black and stealth! I want to be visible, though, not stealthy, so I’m happy with that!
Mary, I am definitely going to see if I can find a away around that hill! There are some less direct ways to come home (though they’ll be almost equally direct from where I’ll be traveling home from work) that hopefully will avoid some of that hillage. I’ll be checking it out as part of my get-prepared time while I wait for my commute bike to be built!
Random, yeah, it would be a family-walk-up hill, though I think depending on the kids, it might just do them in! Good point about the little goals though. I thought about that as I tried to get up the hill again tonight. I didn’t get any further, but it is only the 2nd time I’ve tried, after all, so my bike-fitness is only beginning! π
(and exclaiming about hills is worth repeating! π )
July 16, 2008 at 3:31 pm
I bet you will be able to go father and farther up each time you try. That’s good that you are looking for other routes, though. There was a very long (but not too steep) hill on my route to work in Japan and I noticed that all the students were going another way. I would watch them turn off each day and we would go our separate ways, to get to the same school! So I finally figured out that their way avoided the hill. But I preferred my way because I’m really stubborn!
July 18, 2008 at 12:14 pm
wow, deb, you weren’t kidding — that’s a BIG hill! best of luck finding an alternate route, but there’s no shame in walking it, especially once you have your beautiful, new, retro, shiny bike at your side π
July 18, 2008 at 8:27 pm
FW, I hope you’re right! Though an easier way up it will definitely be welcome. Maybe I’ll make the direct route a weekly challenge, to see if I progress any further! Funny that you struggled up a long hill out of stubbornness. Honestly, I think I’d be the same way if this hill wasn’t quite so bad! There is something to be said for a challenge!
heather, thanks! I definitely am okay walking hills, especially like this! And yes, when I have my beautiful shiny retro bike, it will just give me more quality time with it! π
August 18, 2008 at 9:31 pm
FYI I rode down this hill this weekend and I have to say yes Deb is correct it is a big hill. Long, steep and would be a grind to ride up if it is even possible for my out-of-shape ass. I learned riding the flats of NYC is not the same as the smallish but rolling hills of NoVA. Ok this hill isn’t small.
August 19, 2008 at 5:07 pm
ha! I told you so. I’m sure I’ll try it someday, but not any time soon!
September 29, 2008 at 4:35 pm
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