It was an experience. Having done it once, I can honestly say that once is enough if conditions are as they were yesterday. Below is a recap as experienced by our family. Feel free to share your experiences and impressions. We are very curious as to why the ride went the way it did.
We prepared:
4 bottles filled with fruit flavored Accelerade, 3 with water,
a loaf of banana bread, slices individually wrapped. Granola bars and other munchables were packed.
Sunblock was liberally applied and then covered with sweats.
Other bloggers were delayed on the"5 Boro" express so a Cycling Knitter meet-up did not happen. (This was our fault, we were anxious to get started, sorry guys!)
Little Squid trying to keep warm. 7:45 a.m.
Perky and ready to go after a brief 3 mile ride from the start to the 50s.
A very brief stop at the first rest area -- my school. Papa and Squidette had a chance to use the facilities, Little Squid and I decided to pass and just grabbed some bananas.
The view as we walked up the ramp to the Queensborough Bridge. (59th Street Bridge) The walking was due to the bottleneck, not due to a lack of ability on our part.
A view of the Auto Auction as we walked by.
Notice the use of the word "walk." We did a lot of it. Far more then we expected to. Bottlenecks occurred at the entrance to Central Park (apparently normal), near 72nd Street inside Central Park, near the 110th Street exit from Central Park, at the entrance ramp to the Queensboro Bridge, at various points in Queens and Brooklyn, and at the "festival" on Staten Island where it took us 1.5 hours to make our way from the Bridge exit to the park exit. We will not discuss the ride to the Ferry terminal -- again that one was expected.
We expected the crowds and walking at the start. Were not surprised by the Central Park entrance bottleneck and the Ferry wait. (Though the first Central Park bottleneck was exacerbated by parade floats crossing from West to East.) We
were surprised by the other bottlenecks, particularly the ones in Central Park. We were surprised to find the second rest stop already closed and being bypassed when we finally came off of the 59th Street Bridge. We rode, when allowed to, at a fairly steady pace of about 10 miles per hour so we really didn't understand why the rest stops were closing except that the walking portions were unanticipated and slowed things down considerably. Many of those around us were similarly surprised. People passed us early on and we passed people later on. (Never underestimate the energy of a fourth-grader.)
We arrived at Battery Park by 7:05 a.m. and were in the group that started from Vesey Street at 8:45. A colleague was a block or two ahead and started rolling at 8:20. He only encountered the Central Park starting bottleneck and the Central Park ending bottleneck in addition to the horrendous wait to get out of the park in Staten Island. It seems that he was either on one of the ferries that left with ours or maybe the ferry group ahead of us. His 25 minute earlier start made the difference between getting to the second rest stop or being shunted to the 3rd as we were. That was a bit scary since we wound up riding in pairs intending to reunite at each rest stop. When I rolled off the bridge and found the shortcut in effect I got worried that we'd lost Papa Squid and Squidette. Fortunately, or not, they had also been shunted aside so they were waiting for us.
We did not spend a lot of time at rest stops. As a matter of fact, we spent very little time at any of them. All Squid used the facilities at the 3rd rest stop and we all bypassed every other rest stop including attempting to bypass the festival. Every time we got to a rest stop they started yelling that they were closing it in 10 minutes. Even the music at the festival stopped at 4:00, an hour before the festival was scheduled to end. Since people were not able to leave it didn't seem to be a cue to get people to leave. Given that we got to the ride start at a more than appropriate hour, things did not go as we expected.
Do we regret the ride? No. The kids are indeed jazzed that they did the ride despite the long day. They loved riding over the bridges though the BQE got boring for Little Squid after a few miles. Personally, I found the first FDR tunnel terrifying. The road was pitted and I briefly lost Little Squid in the dark.
Will we do it again? Nope. Next year, the kids can go to Hebrew School or even the Salute to Israel Parade (which counts as Hebrew School for the day). We'll ride on Saturday and leave the streets to others on Sunday.
Anyone want to join us for the
Century? We'll be doing the 55 mile section (maybe the 75). The streets aren't closed but they aren't crowded either. Last year we were home by 1:00 after doing the 35 mile portion with nice, long, rest stops where we actually sat down and had a solid snack before hitting the road again. This year, with larger and stronger Squidlings, we expect to be able to do a longer portion in the same amount of time.
More photos can be found
here and here. And, if you fast forward through
this to 1:46 you can see Mama Squid in all of her bundled up glory. (Front and center with a yellow fanny pack on a blue Bike Friday.) Little Squid's flag and back tire is off to the left.
Josh and Jaye, may your years together be many and full of joy!
Inside was the sweetest note from Susan and this fiber. The green says that it is Bamboo Silk and the Blue doesn't say but feels like silk.
Soft, fibery love. Thank you so much, Susan!
Lobster Earrings. Then...
(A nicer "now" picture.)
A stole. 180 stitches of spindle spun, triple plied, cobweb weight silk on size zero needles. I have about an inch done. Pattern stitch is Old Shale with a 12 stitch repeat. Any guesses as to how long it will take if this is my main t.v. knitting and I only watch about an hour of t.v. a night? There is already about 2 hours worth of work in it and it is about an inch long. I promise that I have other projects to take on the trip to the wedding.
We brought home enough squares to complete a blanket and I will alternate my teeny-tiny lace knitting with crocheting the blanket together.
Yes, my feet really are that big!
This is how we grow trees in NYC -- caged. Kind of sad but better then no trees.
One of my favorite places to kill time and unwind. This branch used to be my "local" library back when my mother-in-law lived across the street. I would occasionally "steal" a few minutes of her time by bopping in here before picking up the kids in the evening.
These lions adorn many of the 3 story NYC Public Library Branches of its era. These are wonderful places with marble stairs and full length windows which open on to tiny balconys for air circulation. No air conditioning here -- even in the renovated branches such as this one. I love libraries in general and find the quirkiness of so many of our branches endearing. There is the branch that looks like a castle with a turret and all, the main branch with it's famous lions, Patience and Fortitude, SIBL in the old B. Altman building
There is also a pair of rhinestone earrings procured from a school gift fair. Those are in my ears.
And, to spin for a good amount of time on my balcony. 
Ahhh ... Here's wishing you a wonderful week!
Scarf for Mom. Plain garter stitch with a mohair blend on size 13s. Mom, next time, let me knit you something in a good cashmere or merino! This mohair isn't bad but hey, I'm offering cashmere! What color do you want?
My newest sweater from Fitted Knits. "Perfect Periwinkle turtleneck tube vest." As you can see, I need support and am not using it in this picture. Ah, the pleasures of being 40.
Three Squidly bikes with Transporation Alernatives water bottles. (From the 2006 Century)
Over the 12 miles of the ride, we stopped a few times (not too many) to wait for the rest of the ride to catch up. During these waits I got to snap a few shots. This one is of one of the neat overhangs on the Manhattan Bridge.
View from the Brooklyn Bridge courtesy of one of our stops. Since we Squid never stop on the bridges anymore, this was a great chance for some photo ops.
One of these days I will remember what this building is. This was the first chance I've had to photograph it from the north side.
Buildings in Lower Manhattan.
A train (though not, I think, the A train) going over the Manhattan Bridge. (Squidette says that it is a Q, R or N.)
An assortment of folding bikes. See all the small wheels! Squidette felt a little left out on her non-foldable Specialized Dolce.
The coolest, cleanest Porta-potty in existence. For the first time I ever emerged from a portable bathroom feeling cleaner then when I went in!
And lastly, to answer Sloth-Knits' question to yesterday's post: AP exams do not have to go in to a vault, just a "secure" room with limited access. However, New York State Regents exams do require storage in a sizable vault so, since we have the vault, we use it for all standardized exams. We also store other "valuables" in there, particularly during the summer. It has a Moseler safe door (no link available) and the door is bigger then the door to the room in which it is located. The vault is about as big as Little Squid's bedroom. Yes, it is that big!
I'll link to them when I finally stick them in the sidebar.
4 bottles filled with fruit flavored Accelerade, 3 with water,
a loaf of banana bread, slices individually wrapped. Granola bars and other munchables were packed.
Little Squid trying to keep warm. 7:45 a.m.
Perky and ready to go after a brief 3 mile ride from the start to the 50s.
The view as we walked up the ramp to the Queensborough Bridge. (59th Street Bridge) The walking was due to the bottleneck, not due to a lack of ability on our part.
A view of the Auto Auction as we walked by.
Notice the use of the word "walk." We did a lot of it. Far more then we expected to. Bottlenecks occurred at the entrance to Central Park (apparently normal), near 72nd Street inside Central Park, near the 110th Street exit from Central Park, at the entrance ramp to the Queensboro Bridge, at various points in Queens and Brooklyn, and at the "festival" on Staten Island where it took us 1.5 hours to make our way from the Bridge exit to the park exit. We will not discuss the ride to the Ferry terminal -- again that one was expected.
