Lately I've been impressing acquaintances with a new fact that I learned last weekend. Thankfully it's working (my best friends can attest to the reality that I'm not always successful at making facts cool).
Minneapolis is the coldest, biggest city in the world. Not Toronto, not Montreal, and not Moscow.
Minneapolis.
My friend James arrived at this fact by perusing through a factoid book of worldwide metropolitan statistics. Each metropolitan area has an average winter temperature in its list of facts. Moscow is a couple of degrees warmer. Winnipeg is colder, but it's not as large. Go ahead and throw out your ideas (like I did).
We did it! No other metropolitan area has grown to our size (~2.5 million) in a climate as cold as ours in the winter (note this is not a year-round mean temperature - maybe Moscow and Montreal have us beat there).
I think the Twin Cities has accomplished something here. And as a year-round bicyclist, I'm not just whistling Dixie. This leads me to my topic for today - sometimes the weather stymies my Minneapolis bicycle riding experience.
On Tuesday, I was working in the field. Several outside bicycle and pedestrian consultants were visiting Minneapolis (and they were all from Florida or some similarly warm state). It was a stormy early spring day. It was in the low 30's, and waves of ice pellets, rain, mist, and snow were pulsing their way to the ground. There were breaks in between.
Like a real trooper, I rode my bicycle to meet these consultants at 4 locations, where they shared ideas on how to improve some of our more intimidating intersections for bikers like me. Dan Burden was taking lots of "I've never seen this winter weather before" photos. They would jump in their car to go to the next location, and I would jump on my bike.
Now keep in mind that the weather usually doesn't stop me. I rode when it was 21 degrees below zero in January. I know, I know, I know, you either think I was crazy or awesome. For all the "you're crazy"'s, it's not impossible. Think skiing or snowshoeing in frigid air - if you keep moving your torso is fine - but your extremities get pretty dang cold after 10-20 minutes. But you live.
Tuesday was a different story. Between location #3 and location #4, something funny started to happen. I was riding on the Midtown Greenway between Bryant Avenue and Minnehaha Avenue. There were ginormous puddles of water, along with alternating patches of snow, slush, slush, and wet. Under the I-35W bridge, my chain started to skip and grind. Then it got stuck. My first thought was, "Something's wrong mechanically - and here I just spent $220 on new pedals, chain, and crank!"
I was on a slight downhill so I stayed on and pushed myself along with my feet, thinking "I'm glad the Midtown Bike Center is a half mile away." I looked down and could see the ice forming on the gears.
I stopped to investigate and discovered that I could pull my chain out of a wedged location and move it back onto one of the gears. For awhile I could pedal. I rode past the Bike Center and over the Sabo Bridge. I met the consultants at location #4, we talked, and then I headed home. By the time I got there, the skipping and grinding was worse again.
The next morning I went out to the garage to get my bicycle, and it was frozen solid (it was below zero by then). I couldn't have pedaled if I tried.
I took the bus to work, and at a meeting later that day I heard a fellow bicyclist say, "The freezing rain froze my chain!"
"That was it!" I said. "It did that to me too!"
The summary of this post is:
- I'm not always quick to give an accurate "mechanical problem" diagnosis
- You cannot bike every day of the year in Minneapolis
- Minneapolis is the coldest, biggest city in the world (which makes us cool)