Alloway-Bridgeton loop ride 2026.03.11

My first outside bike time in two months, due to the snow that just would not go away. Rick called for a 40-mile ride with the usual suspects, and I declared myself "in" but opted for doing a shorter, 28-mile version, intending to split off from the others. In the end, all four of us set out to do that version except it became 32 miles due to a Bridge Out detour. 

It was a bit dicey for a mile or so on a stretch of state two-lane heavy with trucks moving at speed thru a village with virtually no shoulder. Watch your six, as they say, which is what I did using my helmet mirror and bellowing out from the sweep position, Truck Back! Then a few blocks on the four-lane main drag past the county court house also kept our heads in the game.

The last leg, five miles on Telegraph Road, found us riding thru a drizzle, which turned into a shower while we were loading our bikes back into our vehicles at the Alloway Lake boat launch parking lot. A good safe time was had by all.

Map, route profile and pics here:

Alloway-Bridgeton loop · Ride with GPS

Meander from the Manumuskin 2026.01.08

I rode out of Port Elizabeth (way 'down Jersey' along Delsea Drive below Millville) with three club buddies, one of whom lives there along the Manumuskin River (maybe more of a creek at that point) which, a couple miles downstream, feeds into the Maurice River not far from the Delaware Bay. Over the last few months we've been getting out for a ride together every 3 or 4 weeks. Good bunch.

Once again, I split off from them about 18 miles out to shorten my route to 32 miles (they were doing 46).  Nice day for a ride with the boys; however even just 5 mph NW headwinds solo on 10 miles of NJ-49 felt like no fun. 

Map, pics and route profile here:

Meander from the Manumuskin · Ride with GPS

Still Pedaling

 But just not on the long rides, 100k or more, monthly year-round. 

Other than the very occasional 35-45 miler with some buddies, my jam these days is local rides on various bikes - to diner breakfasts, to visit a buddy, to the store, to bar trivia on Tuesday evening (with a nice nite ride home on mostly quiet dark streets). And I still rehab the occasional donated bike for the county bike-share program.

I will not come close to my previous yearly mileages, but I am pedaling a bike 3-4 times a week, living the good life.

Adventure Cycling piece

My post on Patrick O'Grady's MadDogMedia.com blog today commenting on his July 10, 2025 Burning Down the House piece.

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Thanks for the link to the financial statements, PO'G. Interesting that the auditors did not issue a "going concern" opinion, the kiss of death where creditors are concerned, but the downward trend is apparent; the (non-profit) business is not sustainable long-term.

ACA is an organization that time and technology have made obsolete. Those (fewer?) people who are bike-touring are no longer willing to pay for membership, paper maps and print magazines.

I like Ms Jenks (love her HubBub mirrors), but her BRAIN recommendation that ACA find a way to inspire younger generations of touring cyclists lacks any real specific guidance on how that can be done. Many recreational and social non-profit organizations are withering away as we boomers do the same. The next generations are not joiners.

Adventure Cycling was a fine thing while it lasted, but now we are witnessing the folding of the tent. So long, old friend.

Broke the String

I did not do much riding in October and November 2024, except for my monthly 100ks. I had several chances to ride a 100k in early December, but passed, for a couple reasons.

Then I got Covid (first time) mid-month, which kept me congested for over two weeks. When that had passed, I had one last chance to ride a 100k permanent with decent winter weather on the last day of the month (and year). But it no longer seemed important to me. Got the idea that I wouldn't continue my streak in the new year, so I just let it end after 47 months. Wasn't such a big deal not to complete another P-12. Not sure why; I just wasn't feeling it. I intend to continue riding, but not as frequently or for distance.

So now I have more time for running; I plan to get the frequency back up to three times a week (only 2.22 miles each). It is a more complete exercise (fully aerobic and weight-bearing), it keeps me closer to home, and it does not take up a half-day or more each time.

Over and out?

Meander 2024.11.03

 I wanted to return to Central Jersey and ride the Meander to Milford 100k Permanent again ever since riding it 18 months ago with buddy Rick, when we both thought it worthy of a repeat visit. So there I was, driving north on the Interstate highway Sunday, heading back up to Hopewell NJ. This was my opportunity with a good weather forecast and light winds (but no Rick available, alas). However, the forecast did show that the feels-like temperature at the 7am desired start time would only be in the mid-30s F, later getting up to around 60. I knew I could properly layer up and peel down for that kind of temp swing. But about 20 minutes into my drive, I realized I forgot to pack my windbreaker jacket and my RUSA vest. *urk* Not wanting to turn back, I figured I would give it a go without those items and ride myself warm in the early part of the route, which involved plenty of hill-climbing. I had packed a couple pairs of gloves and at the last moment included a balaclava, fortunately. Plus I had a plastic bag which I could put over my chest under my jersey as a wind barrier. And I figured that I could always turn around and ride back to the start if it turned out to be just too uncomfortable. Onward.

In Hopewell I found a spot to park where it seemed unlikely I'd have my rig towed (often a concern). I geared up and rode to the nearby start point, turned on the Garmin, loaded the route and headed out, finding a welcome porta-pot in the first mile (always a plus). The early hill-climbing did get my mind off the cold, as hoped, so I was able to enjoy the great autumn scenery of Mercer (and later Hunterdon) County as I pedaled thru the countryside. Early on, tho, I had a most difficult time trying to shift out of the big chainring. When I finally was able to get into the small chainring, I decided to just leave it there all day. I needed the low-end gearing for this ride, and I didn't want to chance not having it at crucial times. 

Nearing the halfway point, I saw Bridge Out Ahead signs. Not knowing if or how that might affect me, I pedaled on, hoping for the best. When I got to the bridge site, I saw my route was blocked and there was no way for me to ride or hike-a-bike thru the area. (There was even a separate sign, No Pedestrians No Bicycles.) That meant turning around and climbing back over the ridge I had just cleared. On Google maps I saw it would be maybe an additional 5-mile re-route, and I started back the way I had just come. Eventually I made my way to the Control at around the mid-point of the ride, but was way late in getting there (I am not a fast rider; I ride like a 75 year-old.). It had taken me about 4 hours, which meant I had just 2 hours 40 minutes to complete the second half of the ride, which would be just as hilly as the first half. Discouraged, I decided to just take a straight, 10-mile easy route on a wide-shouldered state two-lane road following the Delaware River downstream to Lambertville, where I would re-assess my situation. When I got there (with lots of tourist traffic on the narrow busy streets on a glorious fall Sunday), I had the option to pick up the prescribed route for the rest of my return, but again, I was running out of time and would have had many hills to face. Not happening. So I chose the county two-lane road that headed directly back to Hopewell, thinking, Okay, it's not in the cards for me to properly complete this Permanent route today, so I'll just chalk it up to experience and enjoy the rest of it.

Then, during the final 10-mile leg, it occurred to me that I had passed by the 2 intermediate Controls, as necessary, and would likely have the required minimum distance, so if I could finish within the 6:40 time limit, I could claim RUSA credit for the ride after all. I had no idea how far it was to the Hopewell finish, but I just pedaled up and down as best I could to give myself a chance. Lo and behold, I found myself entering the handsome downtown with about 5 minutes remaining to get back to the start. It turned out that when I got there with a couple minutes to spare, I was just short of the 62.7 miles of the official route. So I rode past the start a couple blocks, then hung a U-turn, came back to the start and hit the button on the Garmin to end the ride - with 1 minute to spare. Sweet.

Coda: For this flatlander, the 3600' of climbing was a lot. I was able to keep the Cramp Monster at bay riding in first gear frequently, with liberal use of SaltStick capsules and Clif Bloks with added sodium. Sixteen ounces of Ensure nutrition shake in a water bottle and two two-packs of fig bars rounded out the nutritional intake that got me thru. (I ate none of the many osage oranges that hazardously littered the road shoulders in a number of places.) Two porta-pot visits and two stealth pees took care of that end of things. All in all, it was a nice bicycle mini-adventure.

Ride map, profile, pictures here: Meander · Ride with GPS

The Last Go-Round?

I worked the South Jersey Wheelmen's Jersey Devil Metric Century out of Parvin State Park on Saturday 9.21.24, the 45th edition of the club's Devil ride, a full century ride until about 3 years ago. 

The mid-September weather was really fine. I have ridden or worked this rain-or-shine event, always held on the third Saturday of the month, since around 2010, and there has not been a bad-weather day in that stretch. (A Covid-19 no-ride day in 2020, yes.)

Four Boy Scouts and two adult leaders showed up and signed up again this year, after spending the night in the nearby park campsites. The kids are working on a cycling merit badge, so we can be proud of assisting with that.

Still, attendance was down again year-over-year. I wondered if we would be putting on this event, the sole survivor of our club's three open-to-the-public rides, again next year, considering the longtime-trending-downward participation.

A lot goes into putting on such an event, in both time and money. Months in advance, insurance binders and state-park permits have to be obtained (and paid for), along with approval from the Quinton volunteer firemen to use their firehall as a food and comfort station.  Also leading up to the day-of is food procurement and prep, lining up who is responsible for what (parking, registration, food set-up, driving a SAG vehicle, manning the Quinton food stop). In the week or so before the ride, road-marking is done. This year a few of us went out on a pre-ride of the two courses (63- or 32-miles) on the Sunday before the public ride, looking for new road-work detours while testing the cue sheet and Ride with GPS file, plus double-checking the road markings. (And still, on ride day we found that some 3 miles of new chip-seal was laid down in the interim!)

All the volunteered time and effort gives our club an annual focus, maybe even the main reason for SJW to exist. It brings together a current core group of about 15 members (out of only 44 total, another downward-trending number) for a common purpose of putting on a good show for the riding public to enjoy, the last of its kind in the area. Even if the dollars don't work out, it may be enough in that it pays dividends in terms of club esprit de corps.