Appropriate for Chain Reaction or retail “noise”?

Behold the appearance of part of Chain Reaction Redwood City. What is that attached to the wall near our dressing rooms? Decoration? Something to add character? Does it belong in the modern retail environment? Is it appropriate or just something we think is cool? (Click on the photo to read the T-shirt’s text.)

SCREW THE DOPERS. Does this belong on the wall at Chain Reaction?

This is how the t-shirt has been "displayed"

OK, what is it? It’s a t-shirt I got from Versus network a few years back, when the prior year’s Tour de France had been rocked by scandal (has there been one that wasn’t?) and people were making noises that bike racing wasn’t worth watching because the winners are all dopers and that somehow makes it not a legitimate sport (just like baseball, football, and, good gosh, golf even!). I put a link on our website to their Tour de France page, and in return, I got a T-shirt (hey, all Charlie Brown got was a rock, I’m not complaining).

So what does it mean when someone sees that t-shirt hanging on a wall outside the dressing rooms? Do they actually read what it says and think about it, or does it just look like an old orange t-shirt badly in need of dusting off? Does it somehow add desirable “character” to the shop, or does it add to the background noise level, a distraction from what is supposed to look like a professionally-run retail business?

It’s tough, this idea of bringing up our retail presentation and standards to modern expectations. Whose expectations? I mean, isn’t part of being in business for yourself an act of independence from “The Man”, an almost-defiant act of putting your own stamp on things, so that you’re mistaken for neither the hapless *Mart nor the sterile Nordstrom experience? Bikes aren’t lingerie, or car batteries. They’re something everyone on our staff really enjoys riding. To us, they’re a lifestyle, and that’s what this character or attitude stuff is all about. We want to promote that we’re cool. We see stuff that separates us from the rest of the retail experience. We’re hip.

Which is all well and good for those coming in who have already bought into the lifestyle and are looking for that casually-hip & trendy experience. But if Chain Reaction Bicycles were to have to pay the bills on just that crowd, we’d be broke. If we were to play the music that most of our younger staff would get into, rather than “Classic Vinyl” (Channel 46 on Sirius Radio), we’d alienate a lot of our core base of customers. In short, if we don’t, at times, accept a lowest-common-denominator (but modern and well-implemented) approach to retail, we could become just another asterisk of the Internet, a place that people remember, a few people very fondly, some people not. We cannot afford to be a place that people would avoid coming back to because we’ve got too much attitude, too much badness factor. We need to deliver an exceptional and welcoming experience to all manner of people who make the effort to come and see us. Don’t get put off by my “lowest common denominator” remark… I mean that in the best-possible way; that we need to seek a common ground with all who come in. It’s not “lowering” anything really… rather, it’s raising our ability to deliver the message that bikes are the most-wonderful thing on the planet to as many as possible.

This business, Chain Reaction Bicycles, has to be more than the combination of my employee’s and my own view of what’s personally cool about bikes. We have to excel at retail, delivering an experience that’s friendly and efficient each and every time. We have to look at all the “cool” stuff on the walls and question whether that means anything to the average customer or if it’s just noise, and one thing the world absolutely has too much of is noise. We have to recognize that what’s really cool is getting as many people as possible to enjoy cycling as much as possible. That’s great for cycling and great for business.

But my wife thinks I’m crazy to listen to retail experts who come in and tell me that that shirt needs to come down from the wall. The interesting thing here is that she’s all too aware of my propensity for clutter & noise at home, and would love to see me adopt a “cleaner” (figuratively & literally) attitude around the house. The problem at the business, I think, is that what it is today represents a little bit of this, a little bit of that, that we’ve all contributed to over the years. It’s “us” if you will, and to some extent (I think) we can’t see the forest for the trees. What do you think? –Mike–

Jury selection- conflicted feelings about the outcome, but no conflict about the system

What started at noon yesterday ended at about 3pm today when a jury was finally put in place… leaving 18 of us, out of the initial 70, quite literally sitting on the bench.

It was quite a process, with the defense getting a head start making their case by using perspective juror questioning as an illustrative tool to show what the defendant may have been going through when arrested by the CHP for a combination of things (including driving under the influence and driving with a suspended license and a confession for doing so). And yet here he was, now claiming not guilty. The defense attorney wanted to make it clear that the defendant was confused and intimidated, like several other perspective jurors when interviewed about their past encounters with the law.

Privacy goes out the window in this setting; the judge has a list of 6 basic questions, including whether you’ve been arrested, whether people close to you have been, whether you’ve been a victim, and then follow-up questions to ferret out the details. Details which people would normally not feel comfortable talking about in front of strangers, but in this setting, it seems OK. Given that drugs and/or alcohol were involved in the trial, that was an obvious targeted area, and it’s sad to see just how many people have been closely touched, in a costly manner, by it. Continue reading

A Tuesday-morning ride without me? Yes, I’m going Postal. Or trying not to.

Jury duty caught up with me today. Got out of the morning session, but the computer log-in said I was still vulnerable and had to show my face at 12:45pm. 139 people in the room, getting instructions from the deputy in charge on what to expect, how to make sure you don’t have to serve again within 12 months, how the computer decides it’s your time. Oh, and lots of stuff about parking, and how to take care of parking tickets you got because you didn’t put your jury duty sticker in the window. Nothing about bike parking, or how to get there without driving (it’s only a couple blocks from the train station, duh!).

Interesting thing learned- if you have a slight difference in spelling or punctuation between your birth certificate and driver’s license, you are likely to get twice as many summons, because the system thinks you’re two people. Those with hyphenated names are especially vulnerable, because the DMV computer doesn’t ”see” them (it simply merges the front and last part together and drops the hyphen) while other forms of ID do.

The deputy also tries to put people at ease, and tells us, when he calls out our name, to say something like “Go Giants” instead of just “here.” I’m thinking, OK, what could I say that would relate to cycling, and then it hits me. “Go Postal!” Only that just might be taken the wrong way. Continue reading

Was that the last of the rain? Maybe? Please?

Easter Sunday. The plan (as always, there’s a plan) was to head out fairly early so Kevin (my son, not the pilot) and I could get in a good hard ride and get back in time for the traditional early Easter Sunday dinner (2:30pm for the usual honey-baked Ham, a scalloped-potato dish, string beans with sliced almonds, the usual holiday fare) and then later on head to a 5pm church service run by Pastor Ben, one of our customers and all-around good guy.

The ride was supposed to be up & over Old LaHonda to the coast, Stage Road south to Pescadero, over Haskins and then up West Alpine and return north on Skyline. A reasonably-ambitious ride that would require us to get out on the road by 8:30am or so, certainly no later than 9. 8:30 wasn’t going to happen; it was raining lightly but with a promise of clearing soon. 9:30 and it was still wet out, too wet for my nice bike. We finally hit the road at 10:30, with the pavement having been dried by some fairly stiff winds, and a modified itinerary consisting of climbing Kings, south on Skyline to 84, down to LaHonda and back via West Alpine. A perfectly-reasonable ride, except that we didn’t count on the equivalent of heavy rain and relative-cold (49 degrees) up on top, with the appearance of more of the same if we were to head further west.

By the time we got to Sky Londa we were cold and totally soaked through, not having planned for anything more than light rain, so we rode down 84 back into Woodside, at which point Kevin was thinking we were simply heading back home. Er, no. We needed to get some miles under our butts and generate some heat to dry out our clothes! Fortunately, about halfway down to Woodside the skies dried out, making this a reasonable plan. From the bottom we turned right and headed out to Portola Valley, looped through Los Altos, and then returned via Sand Hill. In the end it was just 46 miles, but much harder than you’d think due to some very stiff headwinds most of the way back. Total climbing was about 4300ft, more than I thought, but it was pushing forward through the headwinds that has my legs feeling like I rode!

Oh, should mention one really good thing was that this was the first Sunday ride in several weeks where Kevin hasn’t had even a minor seizure. His combination of meds has been changing, and hopefully we’re finally seeing things stabilize. That would be a very good thing, especially since the trip to France to see the ‘Tour and ride the big mountains is less than 90 days away!

I am a Bicycle Commuter

People asked for years, “Do you ride to work?” It was an assumption; obviously, as much as I ride, I must be riding to work as well. I must be living on a bike. Until recently, that wasn’t the case; having two locations required frequent transfers of inventory, requiring that I have a shop van each day that I would load up with items needed by the other store, and Steve had one for product needed in Redwood City that was coming from Los Altos. We’d exchange vans several times per week, so basically I was stuck driving, whether I wanted to or not. Continue reading

Two Kevins today! Plus Karl, plus fog, plus gradually learning to edit video

Kevin (my son, not the pilot) is off school this week, so naturally he was going to show up on one of the Tuesday/Thursday-morning rides, right? Preferably both? Yeah, right, the last thing a kid wants to do when they don’t have school is get up early; Kevin begged out of Tuesday’s ride with that excuse, but made an agreement that he’d be there today. So, I got up 15 minutes earlier than normal (not fun; I don’t like getting up when the first digit on the clock shows a “6″) and was happy to see that the forecast rain hadn’t materialized so I could ride my nice bike and we didn’t have to throw fenders on Kevin’s.

We rode up to the start a few minutes early, planning to tell whomever might be there that we’d be getting a bit of a head start. Whomever, in this case, was just Karl, but since most show up for this ride with maybe a minute or two to spare, no more, that wasn’t very surprising. I did expect to see Eric, who is most definitely not scared by even a “5″ showing up as the first digit on the clock, but it was likely pretty wet where he lives, in the mountains about Los Gatos.

Kevin and I weren’t riding very fast up the hill, but apparently fast enough to hold off Karl and pilot Kevin, whom we finally saw on Skyline just before descending towards Sky Londa (we’d stopped to put on windbreakers, since it had dropped to 41 up on top). The video tells the story… we were, quite literally, riding in the clouds. Don’t worry, this one’s short (under two minutes). The moving black bars are a result of using image stabilization functions in Adobe Premiere Elements to try and get rid of the shakiness from the camera mount.

Things cleared up just past Skeggs Point, and it was quite beautiful out on west-side Old LaHonda. Unfortunately, we learned a bit more about what’s going on with the road, as we met up with a road crew laying down some patches. They told us there were no plans to do anything about the area where the road is sliding down into the canyon, and in fact they have cancelled heavy maintenance (chip-sealing) because the road doesn’t seem to have a future. Very unfortunate that they are still allowing vehicular traffic without restriction through the failing patch of roadway; I’m sure that the road would last much longer if they posted it as being impassable for trucks. Enjoy it while you can!

Still working out the video stuff

So I’ve got the camera (ContourHD, capable of shooting very high quality video from either a helmet or bike mount) but have not got the editing down at all. I thought I had some of it figured out; last Sunday’s ride, I managed to annotate the YouTube video I uploaded, but today? YouTube doesn’t seem to be working quite right. Too bad, since I’ve got some interesting footage that needs a bit of explanation in parts!

That’s the video, in need of a bit of story-telling. Basically it’s the first 6 or so minutes of our ride, heading through Woodside towards Kings, where we ran into a truck trying to make a corner that it couldn’t quite make (at 1 minute, 45 seconds), requiring a bit of off-road action on our part to make sure we didn’t get pinched. And then a bit further on, an opportunity to show you the exact timing point for the beginning of the climb (5 minutes, 17 seconds)! Darn.

For now, we’ll go with a bit warmer morning, but slightly damp, with a pretty good sized group. Karl, Eric, Kevin, Karen, George, Marcus, John… and maybe one more? Hard pace on Karl’s wheel up to the park entrance, then a bit easier up to the top. Seems like the part I’ve been looking forward to lately is west-side Old LaHonda, probably because Karl isn’t yet up to speed so he’s not so inclined to drop me like a rock. This too shall pass.

We finally pulled off the “different” ride from a few weeks ago

A few weeks ago, Kevin (my son, not the pilot) and I were going to do something a bit different from the norm. He often complains that he wants to ride something different from the usual Pescadero/Tunitas loop, but it’s tough to get in a really challenging ride without heading toward the coast, and it’s hard to avoid Pescadero (gotta stop at the bakery) and Tunitas. That day Kevin had some issues from his various epilepsy meds, so I went out on my own and had to do a slight modification due to some flooding.

Today, no danger of flooding, and Kevin was doing fine, so we finally pulled it off, but not at the 9am starting time I was hoping for; somehow it was determined that Starbucks and Noah’s Bagels had to be procured first, and then Kevin remembers that his rear tire is flat, plus a couple other things I don’t recall, so it wasn’t until noon that we finally set out.

Lunch at the excellent Gazos Creek Cafe. And yes, they take credit cards!

The route? Woodside/Old LaHonda/Pescadero (nothing unusual yet!), the Bean Hollow to the coast and south on Highway 1 to Gazos Creek. Now we’re talking something different. Had an excellent lunch at the Gazos Creek Grill, same place I ate a few weeks ago. So far, so good, since we were heading south, with the wind at our backs!

The run north was on Gazos Creek Road, which I’d hoped would be relatively sheltered from the win, which it was. Then back through Pescadero (twice through Pescadero on one ride, without stopping at the bakery?), north on Stage, then the long grind up Highway 84 back to Woodside.

Ever get a sunburn on just one side? Easily done on Stage Road, with fog on the coast, and the afternoon sun opposite.

It’s counter-intuitive that it’s actually longer getting back via 84 than Tunitas Creek, but that’s just the way it goes. The grade’s not as steep on 84, but there’s something about, shall we say, “less defined” climbs that seems to make them harder. On Tunitas, you’ve got a climb you can sink your teeth into! On 84, you’re just putting miles under your feet as you make your way first from the coast to LaHonda (with a variety of small “junk” climbs along the way) and then a mild, exposed and often-straight climb from there to Skyline.

About 75 miles, 6600ft of climbing, so technically, not a “tough” ride (has to be 1000ft of climbing/10 miles). But it felt harder than the numbers indicate, partly because of the headwinds, partly because Kevin’s getting stronger again and has his Old LaHonda time back into the 24 minute range (he was just a bit faster than that before he had the kidney issues earlier in the year that kept him off the bike for three months).  Not much time left to get Kevin in really good shape; the trip to see the Tour de France is only a few months away, and one of the days we’ll be there will possibly feature a truly-epic 100 mile ride with over 15,000 feet of climbing. After today’s ride, I’m thinking it’s possible!

Driving while holding a cell-phone in “speaker” mode, is not safe OR legal!

This is not a legal use of a cell phone in California! It doesn't have to be held next to your ear to be dangerous and illegal.

Distracted driving continues, even as the CHP and local law enforcement claim they’re doing a big crackdown on it this month. In the photo shown here, you see a woman holding what looks like a pink-cased iPhone in one hand, sorta kinda driving with the other, as if somehow holding the phone in front of you is better than holding it to your ear. The reality is that this is probably the most-dangerous phone use of all, because she’s spending most of her time trying to figure out how to not look like she’s using a phone.

After seeing this, I felt compelled to get the message out to more than just our almost-daily-diary fathtful, so I emailed Gary Richards, aka Mr. Roadshow of the San Jose Mercury News-

Gary: I’m seeing an increasing number of drivers who believe that it’s OK to drive and use your cell phone if it’s in speakerphone mode and not held to your ear. I’ve attached a photo of someone doing that this morning. The relevant information is here- http://dmv.ca.gov/cellularphonelaws/

Q: Does the “hands-free” law allow you to use the speaker phone function of your wireless telephone while driving?
A: Yes, as long as you are not holding the phone.

Please remind your readers about this. If you have to hold your phone to talk on it, it’s illegal, plain & simple. Thanks!

I received a very quick reply from Mr. Richards, promising to bring it up in his column.  –Mike–

It’s getting nicer out there. It’s really getting nicer. Soon, it might even warm up a bit!

Not a big group this morning, but what it lacked in quantity it made up for in quality. Karen, Karl & Eric on a crisp morning (42 degrees at the start as well as up on Skyline) with broken clouds and dry roads. Yes, dry roads, maybe just one or two spots with a little bit of moisture, but I think it’s finally safe to believe in nicer days ahead.

It’s also safe to think that I’ve topped out on the scale for the winter, a good two pounds lighter than last year’s peak weight. That’s definitely helped me keep closer to the front on the climbs, and gives me hope of yet another year that I’ll be able to pretend that getting older isn’t slowing me down.

But not everything ages so well, as the video I took on west-side Old LaHonda clearly shows. In particular, check out the section 8 minutes, 10 seconds in.