Saturday, January 15, 2011

Off to Headquarters!

Most people think I reside in Burlington since that's where our corporate headquarters have been for the last  year.  No, I still live in western New York and work remotely from my home office.  There are three of us in that situation.  We make the trip to Burlington several times a year to see familiar faces and get caught up in a whirlwind of meetings. Such was the case this week when Phil, our marketing analytics guru, and I jumped into a Jeep rented from Enterprise and hit the road. Kelly, our marketing communications manager, is a brand new mom, so she's not taking any road trips right away! We left under sunny skies and were soon on our way on the NYS Thruway.

Lots of snow everywhere but on the road.  And, yes, that very light cloud cover is our definition of a bright sunny day here in New York....

Six hours later, we pulled into the parking lot at 47 Maple Street.

Being Prez has its benefits!
47 Maple is the home of JDK, our brand managers, Terry Precision Cycling and several other businesses. It's a converted warehouse with tons of ambiance. The floors dip, dive and creak under foot. The exposed brick and massive steel beams are a reminder of the strength of the building and the wonderful times it has seen. (You know how I feel about steel!)

Branding is everything.  Even the door into our office hasn't escaped it!

Yeah, baby!


The first office you see when you walk in is that of our CEO, Liz Robert. That beauty of a bike is her new Fast Woman -- a titanium version designed by me and specially built for us by Lynskey Performance.  (Gotta love anyone who works out of a glass office in full sight of the front door.  No hiding from or by this woman!)

It's all about the bike.
Hugs all around for all the Terry employees who have been plugging away for the last year in Burlington and handshakes for the new faces we've only known as a voice over the phone. Winners, all of them! Later, we'll relax and talk about things. Right now, it's upstairs to "the roof", where we'll meet with our JDK brand managers to talk about progress so far.

This is the view from JDK's "roof" conference room. 
No time to enjoy the view. We have work to do. That's Liz at the head of the table. Next to her is Michael Jager, one of the brainiest brand guys you'd ever want to meet.

That's how our whirlwind tour went -- a series of meetings. Time flies when you're with neat people and you can see the fruits of your labor.   But when evening comes and the building empties out, it's time to relax with friends at one of Burlington's great eateries. There are so many, it's tough to choose one. Sigh -- I wish we had that problem where I live!


No explanation necessary.


On the third day, we headed home, but not before a stop at our warehouse which is a few miles away from HQ.  This is where the rubber hits the road. Your orders are filled here by people who want to make sure you're a happy customer. Theirs is a tough life and they do an amazing job for us.

I'll take the UPS orders; you take the USPS orders!

Outside, snow was falling and the weather prediction was for a whole lot more, so we hit the road while there was still time to get out of Dodge. Sure glad that Jeep had four wheel drive!

Slow going, but beautiful nonetheless.
We arrived home safely and are looking forward to the next trip to Vermont under warmer conditions!

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Born in the Bathtub

Where have I been? I didn't realize it was trendy to be born in a bathtub. I just figured it was the safest place in the house for a prototype Terry frame and fork built for me by Waterford. The cats can't knock them over if they're in the bathtub. And the bathroom doubles as my workshop. So this blog is about my bike, which was born in the bathtub.

"My next bike" is always going to be my last bike. It will be perfect and there will be no need for another one. Thank goodness this is never true! Such is the life of a bicycle designer. We're always trying to achieve perfection.
I've been riding a beautiful Valkyrie Tour for the last year and enjoying it immensely. I've also been devouring Bicycle Quarterly back issues and enjoying them immensely as well. There's a recurring theme that runs through this magazine: the idea that a well-designed bicycle is about more than just a good fit. It's about harmonizing with the rider and playing the road like a bow plays a fine violin.
How does this happen? Well, a lot of things come together in a very synergetic way. This bicycle doesn't understand the word "stiff". But it does understand that bumpy roads will beat you up and rob you of power. (And in the real world, every road is bumpy -- just look at one closely in the late afternoon sun…). This bicycle believes it's okay to "give back", meaning a little frame deflection is a good thing. (Way too much to explain here, but see this site for a full explanation).
I want this bike. I want to ride the rippling roads in my favorite haunt and feel them disappear beneath me. I want to stop reaching for a lower gear just because the road tips upward a bit. I want to get off the bike after six hours in the saddle and feel totally refreshed. Valkyrie is a wonderful bike, but its raison d'ĂȘtre is touring. It's made for that rider who might load it up with 60 pounds of gear and hit the road for weeks at a time. It's just a little too much bike for me, the 100 pound cyclist who's no powerhouse, but who can go all day. It's still a great ride…but it's just not perfect.
So, armed with ideas from Bicycle Quarterly, I called Marc Muller, the chief designer at Waterford, and together we came up with this magical bike. The frame geometry is quite similar to the Valkyrie Tour. But there's some subtle stuff going on with respect to the tubing in the bicycle. My choice of components is part of the solution as well, with the tires being one of the most important. I also opted for the Nitto Randonneur handlebar on this bike. I was a little skeptical about the drops of the bar, which tend to flare outward a bit, but it feels great and works with the natural position of my hands.

I rode this bike for about 300 miles a few months ago and couldn't wait to get on my rippled roads. Magic! I felt like I was floating over them, yet I was still firmly connected to the road (no bouncing around) and getting a good return on my energy investment. Riding into the wind, I was definitely working hard, but the push back was solely from the wind, not from the bike. There was also a day of riding when I was feeling a little out of sorts from a flu bug. The bike was reassuring even then -- adapting well to my occasional sloppy riding, not chastising me for it.

And is this bike coming soon to a store near you? Well, I can't guarantee that a particular store will carry it, but by early 2011, you'll see it on our website, where you can purchase it directly from us. The name of this model? Precision. In tribute to the very first hand built Terry bicycle that launched The Original Women's Bicycling Company!
Tailwinds,

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Lunch with Cy

Monday, the day after the Wild Goose Chase, was a perfect kind of wind down day. Sunny and calm. The perfect day to ride with my friend Cy on some of the sweeter roads in the area and talk about what a great weekend it was and how much more we can do next year.

It was hard to come home this time. It always is -- that's just the effect Blackwater has on me. How lucky I am to know that emotion. I think this visit was so special because of all the neat people who came back into my life after a long absence. You know how you can just pick up with old friends you haven't seen in years? It's like all those years just blew by. The familiarity hasn't been lost at all.

I met Cy many years ago when Terry first started doing one week bike tours in Vermont. Cy was a leader on one of those trips. If you had the good fortune to meet Cy at the Goose, you know what I mean when I say she's just one of those really cool people you run across in life. A true free spirit. Our paths finally crossed again this August when Cy led our Terry Tour in Vermont for Sojourn Tours. I casually mentioned to her that she should hang out at the Goose on her way back south after the bike tour season ended. So, imagine my surprise when I was out riding Friday before the Goose and the cyclist approaching me turned out to be Cy! Ah, such is the nature of a free spirit.

Then there's my college roommate, Barb. So long, see ya after college graduation. Out of sight, but never out of mind. An email out of the blue a couple of years ago and the next thing you know, Barb volunteered to run registration at the Goose. Just picking up where we left off. Telling people about our incredible dorm room, Chips Ahoy in the middle of the night and way too much Gallo on the weekends. Hey, with a room like ours, it was the party room!



Ride over, it was time for a very late lunch. Apples from New York and Vermont. Gu from....Gu. One of our super sponsors. And we didn't forget the Raw Revolution energy bars. Many thanks to those guys, too. I wouldn't trade cycling and old friends for anything. Life's perfect combination.

Tailwinds,

Georgena
georgena@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Baggage

I can't believe how much "stuff" I take on vacation. Just the electronics alone: 2 iPods™ (need a back up -- no fun driving 9 hours each way with no tunes), an iPad™, an iPhone™, a MacBook Pro™, a digital camera, a Flip® video camera and all the necessary battery rechargers and AC/DC converters...oh, and a mouse because the trackpad makes me nuts after a while. Binoculars and field guides. 60 packets of Gu®, containers of Heed™ and Perpetuem™ and Recoverite™. Supplements, since it's tough to eat right on the road and I need all the nutrition I can get for 10 days of riding. Oh yeah -- clothes. Street clothes, bike clothes. And tools -- in case I need to repair something. A spare wheelset. Helmet.

And let's not forget: the raison d'etre: THE BIKE!




You know what? If I forgot everything except the bike, I'd still be happy!

Tailwinds,

Georgena
georgena@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Freeing a Stuck Seatpost

Last week, I began an overhaul of my hybrid bike, Moo. Moo is a very special bike. It began life as Mt. Marcy, our original mountain bike, named after the highest peak in the Adirondacks. When we decided to introduce a hybrid with a cow theme, Brian Moredock re-painted the bike and it became Moo. I have many fond miles on Moo and wouldn't trade it for anything.

Moo is very outdated, though. It was time for the 7-speed set up to give way to newer baubles, so hence the overhaul. As I tore the bike down, all went smoothly until I got to the seatpost. It wouldn't budge. Moo is steel, the seatpost is aluminum. Jerry Kraynick, who owns Kraynick's Bike Shop in Pittsburgh (and who is my bike mechanic mentor), claims that Archimedes said he could move the world if he had enough leverage. Like a lot of women, I embrace leverage wholeheartedly! So, it was off to the basement and the workbench vise to put leverage to work.

Ah the beauty of steel. I could feel it springing under my coaxing, but the seatpost wasn't impressed. Having built frames, I really didn't feel comfortable applying any more torque to the frame than I already was. Brute force needed to give way to something else.

In rapid order, I exhausted the easier possibilities: ammonia soaks (aluminum oxide hates ammonia), carbon dioxide blasts on the seatpost interior (aluminum contracts more than steel), prying apart the seat lug ears. Nada. I'd reached the bitter end: time to start cutting.

I cut off the top part of the seatpost, leaving about 1/2" exposed. Then, with a hacksaw, I started two cuts down the inside of the seatpost, 90 degrees apart. This was painstakingly slow and intense. My goal was to cut down as far as possible without cutting all the way through and slicing into the seat tube. So, I'd saw for a while, then blow out the chips and shine a light down the seatpost to see how I was doing. I was tending to hold the saw at an angle that meant I was cutting deeper toward the top of the seatpost than the bottom. This wasn't bad, because I was able to pry the upper part away once the cut was deep enough. Just seeing some of the seatpost come free was encouraging. You know how you tear a piece of paper off a pad at the perforations? That's what I was trying to do -- get the aluminum down to such a thin piece that it could break away easily.

After many, many hours of tediously sawing, checking, sawing, coaxing, sawing, checking and coaxing some more, the wedge finally broke loose and the remainder of the seatpost popped free! It was one of those moments I will cherish forever. A right of passage of sorts.

Here are some photos.

The first shows the two wedges -- the smaller one on the left was the wedge I worked with.


Here's a shot of the interior of the wedges. If you look closely, you'll see a little ridge on the outside edge of the wedges. This is just how close I was to the seat tube itself. It looks like about 0.5 mm.


 And here's the source of the problem. Doesn't look like much, does it? The inside of the seat tube is surprisingly clean; there's just the normal oxidation I'd expect to see. My theory is that even though I greased the seatpost, by the time it slid into position, more grease was scraped off the bottom of the post than the top.


These are the tools I used. The needle nose Vise-Grip was great for working in a small area. I chose an 18 tooth hacksaw blade because it cut a wider swath and gave my wedge a little more room to move...once it started moving. And I went for the expensive one!

I blame myself for letting this happen. I habitually check the seatposts on all my bikes a couple of times a year to make sure they are lubed and moving freely. But somehow, I took good old Moo for granted. Big mistake! I think I'll have a t-shirt made up that asks "Have you checked your seatpost lately?"

Tailwinds,

Georgena
georgena@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

The Zen of Bike Building

Apologies to the real thing, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. A neat book when it came to the sections on maintenance, but totally lost on me otherwise. I never could figure out why that guy would let life come between him and his motorcycle.

I've been in a zen state myself the last few days, building up a new Terry frame built for me by Waterford. It's a little bit of Valkyrie, a little bit of Isis and steel blue like the color of my eyes. If the bonding that's going on now between woman and machine is any indication of the future, this bicycle will take me to Brigadoon and beyond. Of course, I say that about all my bikes….

It's been a while since I've done a true from the "ground up" build, cutting the steerer tube and installing every component from scratch. I feel like I'm at a long overdue reunion, getting reacquainted with hacksaw, file and production cloth, feeling the weight and balance of well-made tools in my hands. Recognizing again the difference between the "clean" dirt of metal filings and grease and "dirty" dirt. I'm comfortable eating a sandwich in the presence of the former, but not the latter.

Sometimes I wonder what my bikes talk about in the wee hours of the morning when I'm sound asleep. Do they stir restlessly, waiting for the dawn, wondering what roads await them? Do they reminisce about rides they've done? And what will they tell this newcomer? Hopefully that a bicycle couldn't find a better home!

Tailwinds,

Georgena
talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Friday, September 4, 2009

My Vacation

Late every summer, I meet up with some friends from California and we go on a tour in Vermont with Bike Vermont. This year we chose a new tour that started south of Burlington and made its way into the Champlain Islands. I've never been on a Bike Vermont tour that wasn't super duper, but this one was over the top. Imagine a week on the bike with a tailwind, great weather, eye-popping scenery, quiet roads and sumptuous meals. (Of course, if I'm not cooking it, anything is sumptuous....). The Truth: I like Larry Niles, the owner of Bike Vermont, but he's not paying me to write this.


We began in Shelburne, south of Burlington, and spent a day exploring the roads around Charlotte and Ferrisburgh before heading west to pick up the ferry across Lake Champlain to Essex, New York. Now, given that I had left New York to come to Vermont to ride, this did seem like a step backwards, but the relaxation of a twenty minute ferry ride across the Lake (not to mention the free wireless network on the Charlotte side, which made my iPhone giddy) assuaged my grumbling. Indeed, the five mile loop around Essex rewarded me with great views of the Lake and Vermont. The deli in Essex was rumored to be fantastic, but, cheap date that I am, I opted for a row of Fig Newtons and a couple of bananas that I scarfed from the ever-present Bike Vermont van. Returning on the ferry to Vermont (yeah, that feels better), there was time for more exploring around Charlotte before settling in for the night in Shelburne.

Tuesday showed just how beautifully planned this tour was. We rode from Shelburne onto Burlington's famed bike path. Getting from Shelburne to the bike path was a little dicey (turn here, turn there, repeat 100 times...) so one leader rode in front of the group and one in back acting as guides through the maze. Then came the piece de resistance. We turned from the bike path onto a narrow three mile causeway (a former railroad bed) across Lake Champlain. 200 yards of the causeway is missing. It was once a railroad bridge, but is now a cut for marine traffic. No problem -- a bike ferry took us, 4 bikes and riders at a time, to the other side of the causeway and we rode onto the Champlain Islands.


The causeway was amazing -- fairly hard packed dirt; just a little soft on the sides. My 23 mm tires didn't complain, but I kept thinking what a challenge this ride could be on a windy day. Hmmm -- it would probably be coming from my left. First I'd bounce off the huge rocks on the side of the causeway and then I'd go in the drink. It was becoming clear that this week was all about water. From this point on, no matter where we were, Lake Champlain was never far away.


Our home base on the islands was North Hero. From there, we explored north and west, in the U.S. and in Canada (as long as one remembered to bring a passport...). The most remarkable riding was on Isle la Motte. It was also the only place where I gave up on the Fig Newtons and had a great sandwich in a little bitty eatery off the back end of a farm in an apple orchard. ("More free wireless!", the iPhone shouted with glee.) It's open for about two hours a day. Call me nuts, but I spent the rest of the afternoon simply riding up and down an eight mile stretch of road, taking in views of the Lake, orchards and historic sites.

Within a few hundred yards of each other on a beautifully kept dirt road are two neat stops: the Fisk Quarry Preserve with 450,000,000 year old outcroppings of the world's oldest coral reefs and a house where Vice-President Teddy Roosevelt stayed in 1901. He was there when McKinley was assassinated. Between The River of Doubt, by Candice Millard and Pelican Island National Wildlife Refuge, I have a soft spot in my heart for Roosevelt.

Isle la Motte has become a cycling hotspot. So much so that the residents have gone to lengths to request that cyclists remember the rules of the road to safely enjoy the island. At breakfast the morning of the ride, we were given a handout reminding us to ride single file, get off the roadway when we stopped and to respect private lakeshore property. Road signs at regular intervals encouraged single file riding; no excuses unless you can't understand English or French!






On the following afternoon, we went kayaking in Carry Bay. I don't do that much kayaking, so it's a real treat for me to see the world from a different perspective. I must have seemed like a real laggard to the rest of our gang, but I couldn't be rushed with so much flora and fauna begging for a longer look. I saw several osprey as well as an immature green heron.




The final morning led us back south, bumping up and over the spine of the lowermost island. A cold front had come through mid-week, so the air was crisp and the views of the Lake were crystalline. We finished up at the Snow Farm Winery where a Bike Vermont van drove us the 40 some miles back to Shelburne.

You know how once in a while you land that perfect ride, when it seems like the bike is doing all the work? When you don't feel any pressure on the pedals and the miles fly by effortlessly? Imagine five straight days like that! It made it very hard to stop riding!

Tailwinds,

Georgena
talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com


For those who are curious, I rode an Isis Pro with a triple crankset. I used Schwalbe Stelvio 23 mm tires (now replaced by Durano or Ultremo), which were just fine on the well-packed, firm dirt roads we encountered. My on-bike fuel of choice was Cytomax® in the water bottle and Hammer® and Gu® gels in the back pockets. Shorts by Terry and jerseys by Terry and GORE BIKE WEAR™.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Competitor Analysis

Competitor analysis. One of the fun things I've been doing as we get our Terry bicycle line cranking (no pun intended) again. It's been a long time since we've had a presence in any more than a handful of bike shops and we're on the way to changing this in 2010.

So my competitor analysis tells me things appear to be skidding around on the road a bit with respect to women's bikes. In a nutshell, if you're 5'2" or shorter (and 8% of you are), you may be having a tough time finding a good fit on a bike. There are still a lot of women's bikes out there with long top tubes and steep seat angles. Translation: "My neck and shoulders are sore and I keep pushing back on the saddle."

At the same time, I've read about 3200 comments from customers we surveyed for their reactions to Terry bicycles. It seems like we've been doing a really poor job of explaining bicycle fit to the world. Ironic, since we're the company that defined fit and created the women's cycling market.

Wheel size is very much misunderstood -- not just the 24", but even 650 as well. And that seems to be manifesting itself in a shortage of bicycles using this size. Frame material is always hot. Carbon is pretty much universally the material of choice. Some love steel, some don't. Titanium hovers in never-never land and aluminum is as pervasive as beer cans on the shoulders of a back country road in a state that never passed a bottle bill.

In a nutshell, there's a lot of pressure on me to make our bicycles a little more mainstream so they will be more readily accepted by both dealers and consumers. I.e., dump the small front wheel: she'd rather be miserable on the bike than look odd on it (if she does indeed look odd). I guess I'm too much of an engineer to just say, "OK." How can I look that petite customer in the face and tell her this is the best we can do? How can anyone, for that matter?

 I recently read notes from a lecture given by Professor Eric von Hippel at MIT's Sloan School of Management. He talked about "user innovators" (which I consider myself to be) and manufacturers. A user innovator develops a functionally novel design, like a women's bike that really fits. A manufacturer takes that design and makes it more appealing -- looks better, costs less, fits into their way of doing things, etc. Is it a better product as a result? Maybe, maybe not. But who's going to tell you?

Sounds like we need to bring back the Terry van and hit the road. We have some teaching to do!

Tailwinds,

Georgena
talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Sunday, June 14, 2009

The Conservationist in Cyclists

Inside every cyclist, whether she knows it or not, there lurks a conservationist. Indeed, how could this not be the case? Show me the rider who hasn't developed a keen weather eye. In much the same way, as the miles glide by, so do a panorama of fields, forests and wetlands. Surely you're aware of flowers blooming today that are nowhere to be found a month from now. Or perhaps your ear has tuned in to the songs of birds that change with the seasons. Would the Tour de France be nearly as appealing without the incredible vistas that cradle it? If you consider all of this to be a little "value added" to your bike ride, then you know what I mean.

Now you'll understand why I found myself in a field in Shelburne, Vermont very early one morning last week. I was there to see the fruits of many people's labor, all directed toward one bird, the bobolink. To paraphrase A.A. Milne, "Nobody knows where the birds come from, or where the birds go." Well, of course we do know. These birds come to Vermont and they go to South America. What we don't know are the particulars of that journey: do they linger here or there along the way; do they take the most direct path; do they stick together? And if we knew these answers, how many more questions would we have?

With the help of tiny solar geolocators, we can now embark on a new road -- one like the shaded lane winding through the woods that lures our bicycles ever onward. Attached to the bobolinks like little backpacks, these instruments will store the journey of the bobolink's migration over 12,000 miles as he flies to South America and then back again to (most likely) this same field in Vermont next spring. And what a welcome he'll have then. Tell us all about it, we'll say...and this time, he will.


I often wonder why the bobolink doesn't take a page from the book of his confrere, the eastern meadowlark. Breed in the northern U.S. and winter in the southern U.S. What's with this "I have to go to South America" stuff? It doesn't have to be so hard, you know. But that is flawed logic. Like it or not, we understand this much: the bobolink will continue to make his journey as long as he finds suitable habitat along his way. Much the same way we'll continue to ride our bicycles as long as there are rideable, safe roads.

Which is why I was in a field in Shelburne, Vermont very early one morning last week.


Tailwinds,

Georgena
talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Your purchase of our conservation products helps make projects like this one possible. Profits from the sale of these products have enabled the Vermont Center for Ecostudies to purchase geolocators for use in this pilot project to understand more about the migratory habits of the bobolink.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

The Changing of the Guard

If you haven't read about it yet, here's the news: as of April 30, Terry Precision Cycling has a new CEO! I've turned over the handlebars to Liz Robert. I'm not going anywhere -- I'm President of the company and a shareholder, but I decided it was time for me to get back to basics, like getting more acquainted with our customers, working on new products and building up the culture of the company. I didn't start my own business just to end up pushing paper all day.

In an incredibly serendipitous moment, Liz, who was most recently CEO of Vermont Teddy Bear, was on the hunt for another company where she could put her formidable skills to work. Besides being a serious runner, she'd been bitten big time by the cycling bug. So when Terry met Liz, the combination had synergy written all over it.

 have to admit my image of the CEO of a teddy bear company was totally different than the reality. I anxiously awaited the first face to face meeting in February. Lo and behold -- she looked like a mere mortal! Like one of us -- outdoorsy, energetic, sincere and full of fun. When she asked me what it would take to get me re-energized, that cinched the deal. As she says, "the brand is bigger than the business." But for too long, the business had been getting in the way of the brand. Now that will change.

On April 30, I was in Maryland at Blackwater NWR, getting ready for the Wild Goose Chase. But at precisely 4:00, when the all the lawyers had all the signatures on all the papers, an invisible mantle passed quietly from my shoulders. Every oriole, catbird, bobwhite, robin, meadowlark and wood thrush and its relative seemed to sing especially loud and that soft late afternoon glow that only comes in Spring lit up my world.

Liz was at the Wild Goose Chase a couple of days later, getting to know many of you and feeling for herself the energy of many women riding for fitness, health, fun and a good cause. There were many fine moments to that great weekend and one of them was going for a ride with the boss.


Tailwinds,

Georgena
talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Love Those Gloves!

Some people have a drawer full of socks. I have a drawer full of women's cycling gloves. (OK -- I have a drawer full of socks, too.)

I just happened to be pawing through that drawer this weekend. One of those weekends when the sun said warm but the 25 mph north wind said spring's not here yet. What a variety I've accumulated over the years. Am I tempted to "retire" any of these gloves? No way. Cold hands are a deal buster for a bike ride, so I do my best to avoid that scenario.

What's in the pile? An ancient pair of LL Bean® Gore-Tex® gloves, complete with Polarfleece® liners that can be worn by themselves. The Gore-Tex shell lost its waterproofing years ago and the liners are pocked with holes, but I wouldn't give them up for anything. Hey -- these were my first "real" cold weather gloves. If nothing else, they warm my heart.

Moving forward in the timeline, there's a veritable feast of GORE® BIKE WEAR™ gloves, each with WIndstopper®; Toko®, which became Yoko® (or is it the other way around) -- gloves spawned from the cross country ski side of sports and a sampling of not so well known brands.

Some have lots of insulation, others less (think 25 and sunny versus 35 and cloudy). Some are light enough to be worn over short fingered gloves and then crammed in a back pocket when I don't need them. Some are simply windproof with no insulation at all. Over time and miles, I've learned to choose gloves like a master chef chooses seasonings.

Ever bungle around trying to eat a Gu® when you're bundled up from head to toe and there's no way you're going to stop riding? Here's my tip of the day: first, unzip your jacket about 7 or 8 inches; then, if you're right handed, use your teeth (gently, please) to remove that glove. Stuff the glove in your open jacket -- a placeholder for a while. Now, go for the Gu. Follow the instructions in reverse when done. I learned this after losing one of my favorite gloves. I thought it was snugged away in my back pocket. Still looking for that glove on the road...

Tailwinds,

Georgena
talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Ride for the Economy

Some welcome warm weather has come to The Salt Lick Known as Rochester. Ah, nothing like riding my bike and smelling Mother Earth instead of ice water. Cardinals and robins are singing and V's of Canada geese fill the sky. No matter what's happening in the economy, their world is still sane. And that makes me feel very good.

I was thinking about it -- when I come back from a ride, I always feel confident and optimistic. It's the endorphin effect, no doubt. All those problems I had at the beginning of the ride seem to fall away with every mile. By the time I get home, I'm in an incredible frame of mind.

If it's true that consumers need a little optimism to get this economy cranking again (no pun intended), then I think we need a "Ride for the Economy" campaign to get as many people as possible in the right frame of mind. More bike riders means more optimism, which is just what we need. It's up to us as cyclists to put people on their bikes. I'm not talking about just your cycling buddies; I'm talking about your friends who don't ride. Introduce them to our wonderful sport.

This economy is about to meet its savior: the bicycle rider.

Ride for the economy!

Tailwinds,

Georgena
talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Monday, February 2, 2009

A Chat with Richard Schwinn

Richard Schwinn has had a long and varied history in the bicycle business, starting out as a mechanic in high school and working all around Schwinn Bicycle Company's Chicago factory, including a stint building Schwinn's elite Paramounts in the early 70's. After a period outside the bicycle industry, Richard returned to Schwinn in the late 1980's eventually heading up Schwinn's manufacturing division. When Schwinn was sold in 1993, he and Marc Muller started Waterford Precision Cycles, operating out of the old Schwinn Paramount factory in Waterford, Wisconsin. Waterford is one of the world's leading builder of custom bicycle frames and is a proud supplier of Terry Precision Bicycles.


All of Terry's bicycles are built at the Waterford Precision factory in Wisconsin. Recently, Richard and I talked about steel as a material for building bikes. We only had an hour, but some interesting points came out. Enough so that we both plan to meet again to continue the dialog. Here's how the conversation went:



[Georgena Terry] Hello Richard!

[Richard Schwinn] Hi! Welcome to Sunday.

[GT] How's the new year shaping up?

[RS] I'm very excited about the coming year for two reasons: First, cycling is a solution for a lot of current problems - energy, fitness, quality and economical living. Second, steel is becoming quite fashionable.

[GT] Yes, steel represents all the things that are "in" these days. There's a traditionalism about it that represents things that are here to stay -- not fashion that comes and goes at a whim.

[RS] It's not just traditionalism, though we certainly get our share of retro-grouches. It's a recognition of the long-term value of good steel construction and a recognition of the improvements in steel technology.

[GT] Even though we're talking to each other -- if someone else was in the room, they might want to know about how "green" steel is in terms of manufacturing? Visions of the mills belching smoke appear when one thinks of steel. Or is it the lesser of two or three evils?

[RS] Steel is clearly more green than aluminum (which requires lots of electricity and nasty chemicals), titanium (which requires even more) and carbon fiber. There is more opportunity for recycling. In this country, we've dramatically reduced emissions from all sources.

[GT] You know, the main concern that we still hear has to do with weight. "Gotta keep this bike under 18 pounds," for instance.

[RS] 18 pounds isn't that hard - especially on smaller frames. With a race geometry like the Isis Pro and Dura-Ace components, for example, it's not that hard to do.

[GT] What's the lightest weight steel bike Waterford has built?

[RS] We have a number of people riding sub-15 pound bikes - and I'm talking 56cm frames, not the smallest sizes. So much has to do with components.

[GT] We hear that a lot, too. The 15 pound figure has achieved god-like status.

[RS] Yes, but anything below that is now illegal under UCI rules. What's more, the benefit of reduced weight isn't that great - especially if you have to trade it off against other benefits.

[GT] Check this out: http://cozybeehive.blogspot.com/2008/12/petition-to-bicycle-industry-on-safety.html. This guy has a very neat site -- he's a mechanical engineer and he really covers some nice topics in a very factual way.

[RS] I've had a number of materials engineers remind me about the superiority of steel as a structural material. It has to do with toughness and fatigue life. Steel holds up remarkably well whether the forces applied are small or large.

[GT] I still remember the time I made a lugless joint -- mitered the joint, added a nice brass bead, nothing fancy. Then I hammered the daylights out of it trying to get it to fail. Looked awful, but never failed.

[RS] Then engineers refer to the term "failure mode". A properly built steel frame clearly has the best failure mode of any material.

[GT] Best yet -- the ride is incomparable.

[RS] That's where the "spring" in steel can give you a boost with every pedal stroke. No other material does as well. Weight is way over-rated as a factor in performance. Engineering studies have shown that it takes 12 pounds to affect your speed by 1 mile per hour. That comes to 1 foot per hour per gram. That assumes everything else is equal, and it isn't. Clearly weight is different going up hill rather than on a flat or downhill.

[GT] If you can dig that study out of your archives, it would be a blast to let it drift around the web for all to see.

[RS] That will take some searching. You figure that 1mph when you're only going 10mph is a much bigger factor than 1 mph when you're going 20mph down hill. n fact, more weight helps you go faster downhill, but the impact isn't as great.

[GT] Yes -- for sure. Don't forget the tailwind effect!

[RS] Our point is not to ignore weight. It's just that we need to get everything else right, too. Like the right components, tires and, of course, rider fit.

[GT] Yes -- there's much more to it than weight. Fall short with something else, and weight may not matter in the least.

[RS] The professional riders we've worked with would rather carry a bit more weight but have the confidence that comes with a solid ride.

[GT] There seems to be a reluctance sometimes to look at the facts. It's so easy to be swayed by marketing hype. Sometimes that hype knows a lot, but other times it doesn't. We have a tough row to hoe!

[RS] Waterfords are typically bought by people who already have one or more nice bikes. In many cases, they are refugees from the carbon, TI and aluminum worlds. Entry level riders aren't typically given steel alternatives because carbon is so profitable these days.

[GT] The trick is catching someone before they enter those realms. You can spend a fortune on any one of those materials. Will steel make a come-back in the lower to middle lines? Or is it strictly the material of hand-built bikes?

[RS] In the lower end, it has more to do with trade policy. China decided in 1998 that it wanted to be the leader in aluminum bike manufacturing and made it profitable to sell low-end bikes here. It killed the US manufacturing base.

[GT] In '98 or '88?

[RS] 1998. We still built 8 million bikes a year in this country. By 2000, we went down to less than 1/2 million.

[GT] That sounds worse than the current economic situation!

[RS] They're doing the same thing with carbon fiber. The big cost in carbon fiber is in the finishing. It's a perfect fit for a country with really inexpensive labor. That's why carbon gets all the advertising and sponsorhip dollars.

[GT] The steel you're using in our bikes is a proprietary blend made for you by True Temper. Where does True Temper manufacture that steel?

[RS] Most of our tubing from True Temper comes from the US. Most of the rest comes from Reynolds in England. Interestingly, Reynolds' new 953 stainless steel is actually made in the US and is sent to England for butting and processing.

[GT] That's nice! amazing that it's still profitable with all that transportation thrown in. That's the kind of thing that raises the carbon footprint eyebrows.

[RS] The carbon footprint of freight pales in comparison to the footprint of making carbon fiber, aluminum or titanium. What's more, you have to make quality aluminum from raw materials. No recycled cans in 7075 alloy.

[GT] Presumably the market for re-cycled steel is still strong. Although I've heard that some recyclables are stacking up becauses the market for them is saturated.

[RS] That's new to me, but not unexpected given the current economic environment. The US isn't the only country hit by the downturn. China has seen the a landslide of plant shutdowns due to soft demand.

[GT] Well, Richard, I hate to come full stop, but our hour is up. Let's do this again sometime -- we left lots of unfinished thoughts in the air!

[RS] Sounds like a great idea.

Tailwinds,

Georgena
talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Monday, January 26, 2009

Climate Prediction

Did you think this was going to be about climate change? No, it's about a website every cyclist should bookmark. I'm referring to NOAA's Climate Prediction Center.

http://www.cpc.ncep.noaa.gov/products/predictions/610day/fxus06.html

These guys deal in the future. In late January, in upstate New York, I'm desperate for a glance at the future. A warmer future. A future that will take me away from the salt lick called Rochester.


"A" was good in school and it's good here, too, because it means Above average. Looks like the whole country is about to warm up a bit. If these predictions hold true, the bike is going in the car and I'm heading south for a while to get reacquainted with my best buddy.

May your future hold an "A" as well.

Tailwinds,

Georgena
talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Saturday, January 10, 2009

A January Morning at Terry

Early January, 2009. It's snowing. It's freezing. Not a cycling creature is stirring. Unless they work at Terry, that is. Today finds us busy welcoming just one of many vendors who will be visiting us this month, showing off their cycling apparel lines for Fall 2009.

What could be more fun than sitting around with freshly baked coffee cake looking at clothes? I thought you'd enjoy this sneak peak of a morning spent sampling one of my favorite lines, Gore Bike Wear™.

We've carried Gore for a number of years and in that time, we've become close friends with the Gore Bike Wear folks. If you're coming to the Wild Goose Chase ride in May, you'll see their name right beside ours as a proud sponsor of this great event.





Tailwinds,

Georgena
talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Remember Kirtland?


The project seemed simple enough: resurrect an old Kirtland Tour Pac handlebar bag and its hardware that has been languishing in my closet and put it on a bike I'll be using in a few weeks for some biking and birding. I've stuffed small binoculars into my jersey pocket before, but where do you put a field guide? This Kirtland bag did it all in the past; it could do it all now. Opens from the top, has a built-in plastic map holder and two side pockets. And is sturdy enough to carry a lot of stuff without even sagging (or worse, falling off into the front wheel).

There's a good reason why you don't see this style bag around anymore -- it's just not compatible with threadless stems and STI shifters. Today's stems are too "fat" to accept the mounting hardware, which was designed for yesterday's forged "skinny" stems. And the derailleur cables on Shimano STI levers (yeah, I know -- they buried them with the new Dura Ace) run smack into the space where the bag goes.

Well, heck, since I was putting this on an older Terry that looks a little retro itself, why not go all the way? Build the bike up around the Kirtland. Armed with a can of Lysol to ward off the mold, I buried myself in the basement and returned an hour later with just what I needed: bar end shift levers, standard brake levers and brakes to go with them, and a forged stem. Let the games begin.

In the photo you can see the bag, the still unwrapped bars, and a glimpse of the Shimano 600 short reach brake lever and Shimano bar end shifters. Works like a charm. My only concession to modern day goodies are GORE™ Ride-On® brake and derailleur cables, Schwalbe Stelvio tires and a Terry Firefly saddle. And, yeah, I set the shift levers to friction. In for a dime, in for a dollar.

Tailwinds,
Georgena

talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Sitting in on a Cloud


Recently I was in Maryland for the 4th Annual Women's Council sponsored by W.L. Gore, makers of Gore-Tex® and Gore Bike Wear™. Prior to the Council, I headed down the Eastern Shore of Maryland for a few days of riding. July on the Eastern Shore is synonymous with hot and humid.

And so I found myself cycling along one day and thinking how just a wee bit of shade would make things ever so much more comfortable. A few teeny clouds floated sparsely above me. One of them must have read my thoughts because its shadow drifted across the road and lingered just in front of me as if to say, "Here I am. Let's go."

Hmm -- too good to pass up. I picked up the pace to ride into the shadow. For a serendipitous mile or so, the relative velocities and position of the sun and this little cloud aligned and I rode in bliss, encircled by a refreshing bit of shade.

All good things come to an end and soon it was back to full sun. But I'll never forget the day I sat in on a cloud.

Tailwinds,
Georgena

talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Monday, June 9, 2008

Organic Henry

It finally happened: summer has returned to upstate New York. Riding a wave of heat and humidity, it arrived in full bloom this weekend. Ah, there's nothing like that first bike ride in the stuff. Fragrances abound, cotton fluffies stick to your face and your breath gets hot. Huh?

In 1977, when I started riding in hilly Pittsburgh (finest city on the planet), my cycling club looked forward to those occasional centuries in (comparatively) flat Ohio. We yearned for the chance to just sit up and cruise effortlessly for 100 miles. And so it was that I found myself in the company of Dave, his son, Larry, and Henry, riding the roads in Ohio on a particularly warm July day.

Thinking back on it, Henry was organic when organic was just an adjective that described chemistry. Rumor had it he lived in a tent in his backyard, eschewing the comforts of indoor living until the weather drove him to it. He was a vegetarian, lean and sinewy, with a peculiar bow-leggedness that came from who knows where. He didn't own a car, relying instead on his bike and friends when he needed to get somewhere.

We finished the ride happy but fried. I had to admit it was a luxury to climb into Dave's air conditioned behemoth to drive back to the Burgh. (Don't get bent out of shape -- this was 30 years ago!) Dave conked out in the front seat, leaving the wheel to Larry, his 17 year old, who relished the job at hand.

Corn fields whizzed past in the late afternoon sun and Henry put his hand to his mouth and blew gently on it. He smiled and told me to do the same. "Hot, isn't it?" he said. Yeah, amazingly so. I was surprised. He smiled again and looked out the window.

A cyclist in reasonable condition can tolerate a core temperature of almost 101 degrees with no ill effects. Hot breath is just one of nature's ways of blowing off a little heat. To Henry, it was the merit badge of another perfect cycling adventure. Enjoy these days while we have them!


Tailwinds,
Georgena

talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Thanks, Elizabeth!

My cousin Elizabeth was one of the many riders at the Wild Goose Chase event at Blackwater National Wildlife Refuge this past Sunday. She's the one holding the bouquet. No, she didn't dress like this for the ride -- this photo was taken at her wedding on the Eastern Shore of Maryland in July, 2003. As I told her on Sunday, she planted the seeds for the Wild Goose Chase.

When I was invited to her wedding, I knew I had to go. One more missed family event and I would be out of the loop forever! But I needed an incentive to coax me all the way down to Maryland from upstate New York.


That meant only one thing: I had to find a good place to ride my bike. So, I hauled out Delorme's Atlas & Gazetteer of Maryland and looked up bicycle rides. There, just 30 miles south of the wedding site was Blackwater Refuge and what looked like good riding. I had the route and the bike. My cousin said I could wear whatever I wanted to the wedding as long as I showed up (the family is desperate, with good reason), so off to Maryland I went.

Wedding morning dawned clear and warm. Breakfast with the family? No. Must go on bike ride. Must go now. So I headed south, quickly leaving the hustle of the tourist traps and soon arriving in the most incredible country I think I've ever seen. Dead flat. No traffic. Just miles and miles of loblolly pines and marshes and heady fragrances that took me back to my childhood in Alabama. Remember that line from a John Denver song: "Coming home to a place he'd never been before"? I had come home, although it took me a few years to figure that out.

So, if you rode the Wild Goose Chase and loved it, you can thank Elizabeth.

Tailwinds,
Georgena

talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com

Thursday, January 10, 2008

The Wild Goose Chase is Sold Out!

It seems our Wild Goose Chase ride has become an overnight hit. Within four days, we sold out the original 300 spots we planned on and hurriedly added 100 more for a total of 400. Add another 100 to that, riders on a waiting list whom we also hope to accommodate.

And still our phone is ringing off the hook with frustrated riders who didn't find out in time or who don't understand why we don't just let more people come.

Slow down! Let me explain. This is the first ride of this type we have ever organized. We want to make sure we do it properly. If it's a disorganized mess, we'll all look bad and no one will want to ride next year. (Yes, there will be a Wild Goose Chase next year.)

Consider our sponsors. They have generously donated product; first for 300 riders, now for 400 riders. It's not fair to them if we keep coming back for more. Generosity has its limits.

And last, but certainly not least, this ride is to benefit Blackwater National Wildlife Refuge. That's what it's all about. If unregistered riders come (and we can't stop them; these are public roads), there's no benefit to the Refuge and there's the possibility of making a lot of registered riders angry. Sure, there's always an exception to the rule. That's one thing; but just showing up when you know the ride's sold out is something else.

To each and every one of you who has registered or who is on a waiting list -- thank you! To those of you who didn't register in time -- my sincere apologies. I understand how frustrated you are. But please respect Blackwater and the 500 riders who are there to support Blackwater. I hope our ride will be larger next year and we can accommodate every person who wants to come. But for now, 500 riders is the reality of the situation.

Thanks for your understanding!

Tailwinds,
Georgena

talktous@terrybicycles.com
www.terrybicycles.com