My Elephant Bike (a reconditioned Royal Mail bicycle) is currently in storage downstairs: it’s huge and heavy, too big to easily get upstairs and out of the house, so at the moment it’s up on one wheel in the tiny utility room.
Here’s a pic taken shortly after delivery when I was putting it together. The very large front cargo tray was still to be fitted.
Just as an all-purpose day to day transport, really. Considering that it weighs 23kg and has drum brakes and a 3-speed Sturmey-Archer hub, it’s not going to get me anywhere in record time, but that was never the point. I’ve not driven in well over fifteen years and wanted something cheap, fixable and practical to use instead of always needing to ask for a lift.
I have nothing note worthy to show off, but I have a short, dumb tale of mechanical incompetence.
I took the rear wheel of my bicycle (a trail bike, not quite a mountain bike, but it has that look) to get a new tube (I don’t even try to repair them) at my favorite shop, I also picked up new pedals since my original ones had gotten a bit busted. This was Thursday.
I managed to replace the left pedal (which is reverse threaded), but I could not get the right pedal off to replace it. It was so bad that it was digging into the adjustable wrench I was using. I eventually gave up and decided to ride it to the shop on Saturday (today). (I usually go for a ~10 mile bike ride on either Saturday or Sunday anyway, and the shop is 12.5 miles away so this fit into my plans. There are closer shops, but this a family-owned, independent, friendly local (if I were local) bike shop that I just like).
Despite it being October, the weather has been hitting July-like temperatures. It was a good ride, but not a fun ride, if you know what I mean. Once at the stop, it took the guy about 3 seconds to remove the stubborn pedal. For those who may doubt, I did confirm that I was turning the wrench in the proper direction (I still had lingering doubts). But having the right wrench for the job was all it took.
Both my newish E-Bike and my 15 year old “bio bike”
Only used the purple one since i got it nearly a year ago.
I use my bike a lot. I wish my partner had an e-bike as well because when we want to go anywhere together the hill we now live on is a huge obstacle for him to even consider the bike
2 e-bikes, to carry 3 kids as passengers wherever we go. One is of the low-slung variety for easier balance and short legs, the other is just like a regular bike with pedal assistance. Don’t know what their ranges are, but about 80 km, I guess?
1 fixie, that used to be my regular bike before the e-bikes. I loved the simplicity.
1 pedal-less bike that can have pedals attached later, when the little-uns gain some confidence.
This thread is making me consider a tricycle. I get occasional attacks of vertigo, which make a bicycle unsafe, but a trike would much more resistant to my getting sudden illusions about the direction of gravity.
I’ve done a lot of winter riding. Down to about 0F (-18 C), heat management is a real problem. If you wear enough to be warm at the start of the ride, in about 10 minutes, you will be hot and covered in sweat, which means when you stop, you get cold fast. So, you have to start underdressed, and be cold for the begining. So if you’re doing to do something off the bike, you need to carry extra layers. It’s very easy to get this all wrong, but staying warm is less of a problem then you might think.
I used to say Chicago never got cold enough not to ride. Then it was -25 for a week. (that’s Fahrenheit, I’ll let the people who use silly units convert.) that’s too cold to ride in. Especially when there was fresh snow.
Depending on temperatures (colder = shorter range) and my personal laziness and hilliness of the route, my guess is that I can get something around 60-70 km of battery power out of my bike. If I use „turbo“ support all the time battery empties quickly. With the hill now where I have 50m(?) height difference each return, I get between 5 or 6 trips to the grocery store before I feel I need to charge or else I might get in trouble on the way home.