An interesting cross posting from a visually impaired rider.
Mike
Date: Tue, 27 Nov 2012 11:49:53 -0500
From: Ron Burzese <
rrburzese@gmail.com>
To: Multiple recipients of list <
tandem@hobbes.ucsd.edu>
Subject: Thanks for Thinking of Me
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It is a constant effort to find opportunities to ride outdoors when you are blind. So visiting Largo, FL has been no different. In years gone by, I've linked up with old and new friends, who owned tandems and shared rides with me. This time around, none have been available. That's okay, since I've brought along my Bike Friday. I'm, to some degree, a self-contained blind guy. I've been on four rides in the past two weeks, three of them, on my bike.
The fourth ride came as a surprise. I received an email invitation from Jordan, a longtime lurker on T@H. He lives in Tampa and was willing to make the drive out my way for a ride. He brought along his wife, Catalina, and son, Little Jordan, to be my pilot.
Jordan, is 24, 5'11", and about 180 pounds. I was curious to see how he'd fit the Friday, a medium, an equivalent to 56 cm. With the saddle at the same height as the bars, it was a good fit. In no time, the four of us were on our way up to Tarpon Springs, on the Pinellas Trail.
As we rode, I could feel the youthful enthusiasm and power from my young, strong motor. Blind tandem racers humorously compare our pilots to just another bicycle component. We want them newer, stronger, and lighter! Yet, since I saw this as more of a social ride, I did not tach it up. After the fact, I realize that Little Jordan probably would have enjoyed it. It would have been fun to show him the performance side of riding a tandem. Still, 42 miles was a long way, not knowing my first-time captain's endurance limits. In addition, years of experience have taught me that a multi-use trail is not the ideal place for excessive horse-power.
We stayed together, mostly, cruising at maybe 12-14 mph, in a big gear. I enjoyed getting to know my new friends. Little Jordan is in medical school and mature for his age. His parents, Jordan and Catalina, rode a Trek hybrid, with noseless saddles, originating from Oldsmar, just north of this area. Notable features from this ride were passing by the orangoutang preserve and hearing a solo, by a one-armed drummer, at a commons area, in Dunedin. I was also treated to a wonderfully leisure, Greek lunch, across from the sponge docks. Big Jordan noticed that the tandems, locked up nearby were drawing a lot of attention. I really enjoy being a spokesman for our niche of cycling, but this time, it was a silent witness.
Next thing we know, the sun is beginning to set. The temp had dropped and it was time to focus on the return trip. Thankfully, we had a tailwind. It was a little chilly in short sleeves, but manageable, with the motors at operating temperature. We needed lights for the last two miles.
I mentioned to Little Jordan how his newly acquired skill could contribute to a delightful source of entertainment while on a date. He seemed to be on the same page. He did very well, for his first time as captain.
So, to Big Jordan, the lurker, thanks for thinking of me and sharing your family and a bike ride with me. It was an honor to meet you.
Ron Burzese, NOMC
Sacramento, CA, via Largo, FL