The cosmopolitan bike

April has gone

Spring has come

trees are flowering all around the Michigan landscape

and it's time to make an escape and see

 if the Brompton travels as easily as I imagined.

The wheeled suitcase folds flat to be carried while riding,

 or set aside while having breakfast.

It takes about a minute to unfold and wrap around the bike.

Putting the bike into the suitcase is a breeze and having the saddle up through the zipper a bit makes a great handle to navigate through the train stations and airports.  Checking it as luggage was simple and cheap as a suitcase.  They placed it with the over sized luggage without charging extra.

It handles in the subways easily. 

After the planes, trains and subways

I found my way to the center of the universe early Sunday morning

before having breakfast and riding down to Wall St.

for the beginning of the 5 Borough Tour.

Of course the Brommie is right at home 

in the most urban of environments.

I was fortunate that Leah Peterson and her sister Heather were coming, they were kind enough to pick up my registration stuff and meet me.  I got to spend the ride with two country girls from the wilds of North Dakota 

enjoying their transplanted cosmopolitan status

along with 32,000 other like minded  two wheelers 

taking a trek through Manhattan, The Park, Harlem,

across the East River to the Bronx and further to Queens and  Brooklyn.

It's a bit overwhelming to see NYC from the two wheel perspective let alone sharing it with thousands of rolling spectators. The weather was kind, in the 70's with a passing rain shower to cool the crowd.

Despite the size of the group it was easy to manage. People maintained a consistent slow roll and good distances throughout the trip.  I'm sure some spandex hamsters were making a race of it but it was largely a huge group of urbanites enjoying the day together.

At 73, I was far from the oldest in the 41 mile ride  and the youngest I found was an 8 year old riding with her mother, whom I encountered on final stretch to Staten Island where an army of food trucks waited to serve the after party.

From there, the ferry carried us back to the Battery

and the Freedom Tower.

I'm such a lousy tourist.  I made to and from NYC again without a photo of the Statue of Liberty, but the rest of the trip was not without adventure.  On the return I managed to leave my hotel in the morning with plenty of time to get to JFK.  I rode across town to the stop for the express train to the airport, got off the bike and realized I forgot to bring the suitcase for the bike.  I rode back across town, found a hotel manager to let me back in the room to get it from the closet and ride back to the subway station. By then, time was tight.  I arrived at the ticket counter JUST in time to be denied a boarding pass.  They were kind enough to reschedule my flight, the earliest into O'Hare would land JUST as the last train home would leave Union Station. That led to another night in Chicago, which is something I always enjoy.  

Traveling with the Brommie is a real pleasure.  I was skeptical about riding 50 miles on it but found it really comfortable.  The handlebars give no place to put your hands for variety,  but the body position was comfortable throughout the ride, it feels like cruising on the hoods.  I still  have the original saddle on it.  It's good around town, but after a couple of hours started to create chaffing.  That wouldn't happen with a Brooks so the Brooks will happen in the near future.