Showing posts with label family ride. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family ride. Show all posts

Saturday, September 1, 2018

Family Biking Denver Hits Holland!

Our family spent a month of this summer in the Netherlands, at a farmhouse in the province of South Holland. We spent much of our stay entirely car-less, using bicycles and buses to get around. After failing to find a workable trail-a-bike option, we went with a rear-mounted seat for our five year old. Our son turned eight on our trip, and utilized a kids' bike with 24 inch wheels.



The first thing I would like to say about family biking in Holland: it is not for novices. I was expecting everything to be flat, what with all the canals and sea-level spaces. I quickly learned that flat landscapes do not require flat infrastructure. Some of the canals are higher than the land surrounding them, and canals are everywhere. Consequently, steep climbs up to narrow bridges occur frequently. If you're thinking about taking a family cycling trip in the Netherlands, try to find bridges near home that you and you family can use for practice. Once you get good at crossing one at a time, try crossing together and finally crossing in opposite directions at the same time. If you give your kids less than a foot of space on this final maneuver and you both stay calm, you're ready to cycle rural Holland!
You'll ride your bicycles over a bridge like this.
When you aren't navigating bridges, you'll probably be on a bicycling path or bicycle lane. It is important to know that motorized scooters are allowed in these places as well as on the road, and the drivers often explore their options while going the speed limit. That said, once I got over my surprise at being passed on a bicycle lane by a miniature motorcycle, I noticed that the drivers were overall quite courteous and usually gave us more space than passing cyclists.

Cycling through a nature preserve (time lapse).
So, on your left you'll have traffic of some sort— either cars on a street or scooters on your side of a hedge— and on your right you'll often have a steep hill down to water. That doesn't leave much room for error in terms of steering, but I was surprised as anyone that our kid actually seemed to do better with these constraints than he did on the wide streets at home. Maybe it was the separation from opposing traffic, maybe it was that he couldn't let his mind wander too much, maybe it was the clear delineations between the asphalt bicycle space and everything else, or maybe it was simply the innate adaptability afforded by childhood. Regardless, we never had a kid careen down a grassy slope into the drink (thank goodness).
A typical trail in Holland, with a canal on the right.
The South Platte cycling trail in south Denver.
Our son seemed in his element during Utrecht's evening rush hour. The flow of cycles felt a lot like the flow of water in the canals; as long as you knew which way you wanted to go, you just followed that stream of cyclists, did what they did, and ended up where you needed to be.

An eight year old embracing Utrecht rush hour. Not a car in sight.
Utrecht's famous bridge, as seen from a cycle.
 Most children ride in seats (as our daughter did) or in the famous dutch bakfiets. Dutch students receive bicycle education in fifth grade (which I imagine simply solidifies what they have observed from their parents' cycles for several years). Certainly some cycle independently before then, but almost all do so at fifth grade or older. Packs of cycling teens were very common, and acted much like teens in the U.S. Once, one said "bonjour" in an unfriendly voice to a friend of ours as we cycled. As it happened, our (American) friend was fluent in French and answered back in a fashion that left everyone laughing and the teen somewhat red-faced with shock.

Our setup: youngest in a seat on an adult bike, oldest on his own bike.
Despite the surprising challenges, cycling was a fantastic way for a family to explore Holland. We rode through huge nature preserves that allowed cycles but not cars. Even for distant destinations, there was always a fairly direct cycling route. Once I got used to the unspoken customs of lowlands cycling and the large quantities of cyclists sharing the space, I realized that good cycling infrastructure doesn't have to take up a lot of space or fight with vehicular traffic. A lot of cyclists can utilize a fairly narrow path as long as they are proficient.

Bikes on a ferry = happy transportation wonks. The apple does not fall far from the tree!

Monday, May 23, 2016

The Agony and the Ecstasy of Family Biking (Part 1)

The Agony


We finally had our Murphy's Law ride on Saturday morning. We embarked on a 10 mile ride (one way) to a friend's house for brunch. I was feeling wiped out already, and considered driving while Kevin rode with the kids. "Go on, it's sunny! Exercise will do you good," offered an encouraging, angelic voice in my psyche. So I dragged myself out to the garage and hoisted myself onto my regular bike.

A spoke broke on the rear wheel of the box bike (aka The Beest) about halfway though our ride. We couldn't really single out a traumatic event that caused it, so we chalked it up to possible prior damage from our cafe lock. However, the wheel was visibly out of true, making The Beest wobble like crazy for approximately four miles (not fun for Kevin).

Within a mile of our destination, the rear wheel just shredded; ultimately a total of 5 spokes broke. We were a 15 minute walk from our friends' house, so we disembarked and started walking. Fortunately the kids were fairly well rested for the walk, having ridden in the box bike for quite a while. I texted another friend attending the brunch who was just leaving home. She split up with her husband so they could bring an extra car for us in case we needed a ride home (it is a good thing that they did).

A couple of months ago, we joined AAA because they offer a ride for you and your bike: free for the first 7 miles and a nominal fee for further distances. Kevin called AAA, explained that we had a cargo bike in need of transportation, and walked The Beest to our friend's house so it would be ready to load when AAA arrived.

I'm not sure what the dispacher thought "cargo bike" meant, but they certainly were not prepared for The Beest.

There goes plan B.
The AAA driver exclaimed at least 50 times that he had never seen anything like this in his life.

We determined that The Beest could fit in our friends' SUV while I went with the AAA driver and shredded rear wheel (with my own regular bike on the standard bike rack) to our cycle repair shop, Campus Cycles. We love a lot of bike shops in the area but Campus Cycles has a spoke cutter, which allows them to repair our non-standard wheel quickly. It is an easy ride home from Campus Cycles, so I could get the car and drive back to brunch to retrieve the kids. Kevin went home with our friend in the vehicle carrying The Beest.

Bottom line: we all got home and no one died of exposure... thanks to our vehicle-driving friends, lots of delicious food and beverage* at our destination, and AAA. Next time, we will be sure to emphasize to the AAA dispatcher that a cargo bike cannot fit on a standard bike rack, nor in the back of a van. We'll measure the full length and offer that for clarity, and mention that the thing weighs about 100 lbs. Hopefully, the wheel will be rebuilt superbly and there won't be a next time.

*We always pack lots of food and water for long rides. Juice boxes were key in getting the kids to walk to our destination. Still, it helped immensely to have a comfortable, cool place to rest and eat while we waited for AAA.

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Family Ride: Kid's Choice Picnic Dinner

Last week, before school, my son said, "After school? I wanna go for a long ride? And have a picnic!"

You got it, kid! The weather was lovely. I had a transportable dinner menu planned. We could take a not-TOO-long ride to a playground near daddy's work, so he would have more time with all of us before bedtime.

Daddy bikes to work, so he was able to ride home with us!
Of course, when I picked up my son from school, he didn't want to do it anymore. But I explained that I had made a plan at his request and daddy would be left at the playground with no dinner, wondering where we were. Fortunately this was amusing enough that he neglected to suggest I use my cell phone to alert daddy to our whereabouts. So, after picking my daughter up from day care, we set out in the box bike for the Downtown Children's Playground.



The playground sports a lot of great equipment and a really neat human-powered water feature. We've visited this playground before, but this was the first time the water feature was functional. The kids loved it!

Our menu included pan-fried chicken cilantro dumplings from Costco and spinach salad with carrot ribbons and yellow pepper spears, all garnished with soy sauce and sesame seeds. Crackers and cheese kept hunger at bay while we waited for daddy to arrive from work. I cooked the dumplings right before picking my daughter up from day care, and was pleasantly surprised that they held their heat so well in our indestructible Ortlieb pannier.

On the ride home, Daddy rode the box bike and coached our son in reading the street names posted over the Cherry Creek Path. Meanwhile, I was riding the commuter bike behind them, hearing both kids yell, "BANNOCK, MOMMY!! BAAAAAANOOOOCK!" More yelling of a new street name ensued at the next underpass. At this rate, our daughter will have a better sense of Denver's layout by her third birthday than I have now.

The kids melted down upon our arrival at home for bedtime. I couldn't really blame them. Who would want an evening like that to end?

Thursday, September 17, 2015

Recipe for a Fall Ride

1) Cycle to the grocery store to pick up a bunch of canned goods, a couple of bell peppers, and whatever else you need to make Sweet and Spicy Pumpkin Chili (it isn't very spicy unless you add more than a dash of cayenne).

2) Check tire pressure and gear. Gather helmets. Decorate bike(s), if desired.


3) Rest overnight.

4) Throw everything in the crock pot and cook on low while you ride around for anywhere from 4-12 hours.


5) Skip the croutons described in the recipe and serve the chili with tortillas, cornbread, biscuits, etc. We aren't vegan, so I use real mozzarella or Monterey jack cheese as topping.

Enjoy!


Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Family Ride: Beat the Heat

The weather continues to be hot in Denver, so last weekend we undertook a ride we've been meaning to try all summer. We took the Cherry Creek (aka Colorado Front Range) Trail to Union Station and played in the fountains! The kids LOVED it! We bought some lunch at historic Union Station before heading home for nap time.


Union Station is easily accessible from the Cherry Creek Trail! Take the ramp exit from the path on Wynkoop (added bonus: there is a playground right there), cross over the bridge, and continue straight for a few blocks. Union Station and the splash pad will be on your left!


I was glad we brought water shoes for everyone; the wet stone tiles can be very slippery!