Sixteen of us courageous cyclists decided to brave the hot and humid weather conditions and turned up in Ra'anana at 7 AM to begin our sojourn. I must say, I was quite surprised that so many people showed up. It just shows how we have acclimated to Israel over the years and are more willing to put up with the ferocious sun than a few drops of rain in the winter (myself included). It was a boring ride - the avocados are not yet ripe, the corn was not yet ripe, the passiflora was not yet ripe.... You would think someone knew I was coming.
Actually, the ride was quite nice - we kept up a steady pace, hoping to beat the heat. We rode along one of our usual routes (Rishpon, Yakum, Udim, Rishpon). There was a bit of sand along the way, but it was rideable.We were able to ride across the gorge in Udim for the first time in more than a year!! We even managed to find a little mud and it mucked up our shoes and bikes - you know the kind that weighs a ton and just does not want to come off.
No punctures, but France's tire tried to escape. The little bugger was quickly caught and returned to his rim.
Half the group got lost at one point, but we met up again about 20 minutes down the line.
Refreshments at our filling station at Ga'ash, where we drove the waiters and waitresses crazy by NOT LISTENING when they brought our orders. Ted led a toast in honor of our esteemed leader's birthday - CONGRATULATIONS to David! It was then a quick ride home from there and into a nice cool shower.
About 36 km of pretty easy riding (except for the heat) and it was actually a lot cooler when we were riding than when we stopped.
I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride my bike (compliments of Queen) and we all did. A group of stalwarts set off from Yad Lebanim on what promised to be a hot, hot day. We kept up a fast pace, led by David, covering familiar routes. There wasn't too much sand - the scourge of summer - so we mostly managed to stay on two wheels. Only two minor setbacks: two punctures - but these was speedily seen to.
We stopped off at our regular stop near Ga'ash, where the food and drink are good and the service is friendly. All in all, a good 35km ride enjoyed with good company and temperate heat.
Aujourd'hui, beau temps, un peu comme à la coutume à cette période de l'année. Le groupe s'est séparé en deux, une partie à Jérusalem pour la journée de Gilad Shalit, et une autre à préféré la foule du bord de mer à Tel-Aviv.
Nous allons donc rouler tranquillement de Ramat-Aviv vers Rishon-Ouest. Shaul, en connaisseur, a choisi de rouler avec son vélo de route, et Hanna nous a présenté son petit vélo pliable qui nous a agréablement surpris.
Nous avons eu le plaisir de retrouver Megan accompagnée de sa fille Kim, qui à bien voulu se plier à nos horaires très matinaux pour un militaire en permission !!!
Nous roulons alors à une allure soutenue par le rythme de Megan, alors qu'arrive ma première crevaison... Puis ma seconde... Et ensuite, lors de la troisième tout le monde décide de prendre le chemin du retour !!!
Nous arrêtons prendre notre collation chez Aroma sur le Port de Tel-Aviv, et reprenons la route vers Ramat-Aviv et nous avons fini nos 32km.
Un grand merci à John, Yossi, Shaul, Hanna, Megan et Kim pour cette matinée ensoleillée.
English Translation thanks to Google Translate:
Today, rain, much like the custom at that time of year. The group split into two parts, one in Jerusalem for the day of Gilad Shalit, and another crowd favorite from the seafront in Tel Aviv.
We'll ride quietly Ramat-Aviv to Rishon West. Shaul, a connoisseur, has chosen to ride his bike, and Hanna has presented his little folding bike we were pleasantly surprised.
We were pleased to find Megan and her daughter Kim, who agreed to comply with our schedules very early morning for a soldier on leave!
Then we drive to a brisk pace by the pace of Megan, so what happens my first flat tire ... Then my second ... And then at the third everyone decides to take the way back!
We take our snack stop at Aroma in the Port of Tel Aviv and back on the road to Ramat Aviv and we ended our 32km.
A big thank you to John, Yossi Shaul, Hanna, Megan and Kim for this sunny morning.
Here it is...short and sweet. Ten of us set off on another HOME PATCH ride at 7am in first class weather doing a route that we have often done except for one short detour at Udim. This time we were led by Ted whom I am sure found it strange being at the head of the group instead of riding sweep. Well done Ted.
We stopped at one of our favourite "watering holes", the service station near Gaash and then headed for home after satisfying our thirst and hunger.
One little incident...Uri had a puncture just before Rishpon and believe it of not, his new replacement tube was also faulty. Sharon came to the rescue with her spare tube and Uri showed us that he too, is an expert puncture "macher". Josie also has to be mentioned as he carries a small compressed CO2 cylinder which inflated Uri's tyre is literally seconds. Not a bad idea for us each to carry one of those!
I personally enjoyed the ride and am sure all the others did as well. That's another 30kms. we can clock up in ideal weather and excellent company. See you next week.
Before the late Ronnie became a dedicated "roadie" he often participated in Cyclenix rides. His knowledge of off road trails was extensive and added a new dimension to our activities by arranging and leading us on "away rides" throughout the length and breadth of Israel.
Many of the away rides which we do today have a strong basis in "Ronnie's Rides". Ronnie passed away suddenly 3 years ago and our ride today was planned to end at Spingo where we joined the group of road riders of which the late Ronnie was a key member, to be associated with the "Tekes" in his memory and with the tributes paid to him.
Participants: 13 including new-comer Sharon. Welcome and we hope to see you riding with us again
Route: From Burgeta to the coast and back - 36 km. For GPS details of the ride go to:
Bottom Line: Enjoyable and picturesque along the banks of the river (one of the few in Israel that can boast water throughout the year). Ideal weather but as always at this time of the year the last few kilometers the heat up a notch to "turbo mode". Great Company as usual.
At 7.30am 12 riders met opposite Yad L'Banim for our Weekly Saturday excursion. The sky was a little overcast as we set off West along Ahuza Street naking out way along a well worn route passed the Herzliya Airport. Once we hit the Tel Aviv - Haifa railway line on the Northern side of the airport we back-tracked towards the Herzliya Park. it was then that the odd few drops of rain turned into a steady heavyish drizzle and by the time we reached the Park were were somewhat wet!!! At the point some of the riders turned back, but 10 of us carried on towards the Herzliya Marina, where, on the way we passed participants in the Women's Annual triathlon whjo were taking part in the cycling leg of the event. We carried on Southwards on the cliffs overlooking the Mediterranean making our way back through the fields of Ramat Hasharon and back to the Park at Herzliya where we stopped for our "breakfast". By this tie the rain had disappeared and the sun was shining brightly. The service, food and atmosphere at the cafe in the Park was excellent. From there we set off towards home.It was not only a great ride, companywisew and qualitywise, but we also discovered a new very pleasant "watering hole"... Another 30+ kilometres under our belts.
Well, it felt just right to renew my participation in the weekly club rides, after a long period of absenteeism due to various family duties.
In a somewhat cool but promising Saturday morning 15 of us showed up at the usual meeting place, and took off northward under David?s direction. After crossing the pardessim of Bazra, we climbed up the Bnei-Zion hills, saw the colonial-style polo grounds and clubhouse where magnificent horses and foals trotted along, then descended and again ascended in a twisting fashion in the Great Sharon Bikegrounds. In short, we repeated the usual Udim-Yaqum-Shfayim route, with some new sidekicks known to David alone, which helped to alleviate the familiarity of the terrain.
On the way back we lost John who had to leave early, and after a short but tasty coffee stop in the very pleasant gas station in Gaash, yours truly also had to take off for the so commanded early arrival at home. I trust the remaining group members made it safely home, in what proved to be a relatively brisky ride, in excellent weather. See you all next Saturday.
What happened to everyone this morning??? Were you all scared off by an overcast sky? We two people weren't....Frederic and your's truly.
We had an enjoyable (and shorter than usual) of approximately 25 kms. stopping off for breakfast at the Service station between Gaash and Shefayim. Until then I had no opportunity of testing out my new rain suit!
As we sat down to order, the heavens opened up and it poured until 5 minutes before we were due to head for home. Then the sun came out and off we went. On the way we did get about 10 minutes of rain and I am pleased to say that my rain suit passed the test. It wasn't at all cold and there was really no wind to speak of. All in all , very nice riding conditions and a very pleasant ride.
Next time, don't be frightened off by the weather!
August 6th 1983, just 38 years after the bombing of Hiroshima I made my grand entrance into the world! The youngest of three, I enjoyed a typical 80's Jewish South African childhood. I had a lovely protected childhood without any worries about reality? in 1992 my world crashed! We were told that we would be making Aliyah!! So, on Erev Pesach 1992 we arrived in Israel at my grandmother's house in Afula Ilit. I cried for about two weeks straight.
According to my mother I refused to say a word in Hebrew for three months till I could speak fluently and I have never stopped talking since. It was quite a culture shock coming from a private Jewish school where there was about one black child to a public school in Afula Ilit where we were only three white kids in the class. Questions like "did you live in a jungle?" or "do you know Michael Jackson?" were a regular routine. We lived in Afula for two years and I went to a religious school at that time. We then moved to Pardesiya, closer to Netanya where my father worked.
At this stage I gave my mother an ultimatum: "Either you send me to a secular school or I am not going to school anymore!" My mother knowing that I was always a strong willed person, and, also having shared the experience of being In a religious school against your will, sent me to a secular school. From leaving South Africa till now I was lost and in the wrong surroundings and this is where it all changed. I had great friends, whom I am still friends with till this day (borderline family) and at this stage I could also understand that my parent's decision to make Aliyah, was the best thing they could have done for me. From here it was all pretty much "by the book" finish middle school and high school and off to the army. I guess that the structures of school and the army are what kept me going by any book? whoever knows me, knows that I am anything but "by the book". I worked in a nursery school, and then moved on to working in a glasses shop (optician) where I started to find my path.
In 2005 my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer and being the only child living at home I took it upon myself to go with her to doctors and treatments. It made my relationship with her flourish and become stronger than ever. She survived to hear the words cancer free but she was never really a healthy person, so we had many other doctor appointments to go to for the next few years. While my mother lived through pain and different problems I started doing my bachelor's degree in optometry. In 2010 I bought myself a? sticker? bike and started riding around Pardesiya. Once to twice a week about 4-8 kilometers was my routine. It gave me a release from studying and all the doctors' appointments at that time. In 2012, once again, she was diagnosed with breast cancer. This time it had spread. Though the doctors made us feel optimistic the cancer had other plans and within about three months from the diagnosis, my mother passed away.
In Tel Mond where I now lived on my own I couldn?t find a routine. At that point, Yvette who was my customer then, insisted I join Cyclenix for a ride. At a time when I was most in need, I found a family! Then and now I am constantly asked why I don?t ride with people my age. While I always give answers that one's brain can comprehend, it is mainly because Cyclenix for me is my "cheers".
Cheers theme song lyrics:
"Making your way in the world today takes everything you've got.
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