Man versus Forces of Nature
My years at Georgia Tech taught me both sides of controlling Mother Nature. There are some physical laws, that when understood, allow us to build bridges, manufacture iPods, and make bicycles go faster. There are also a lot of things we don't understand and it is folly to try to control them.
This morning, a few of the guys I usually ride with on Sunday decided to take a long ride stringing together parts of a couple of other routes. We wanted to master 75 miles which is substantially longer than our usual ride. We started at 6:30 to beat the heat.
At about mile 35 on Peters Road, the law of gravity (in conjunction with a killer hill) installed a fine thigh burn. I usually would have dropped to my granny, but I thought it would be good to rip out some of the weak muscle fiber so I could grow some stronger muscle fiber. (The ripping part appears to have gone just fine; we'll see about the regrowth.)
Along mile 60 or so, the law of hydration was kicking in. Even though we had been cooled down at least twice by rain, I was soaking my handlebar tape with sweat. This is when those ripped muscles started cramping. Fortunately, I understood this law and stopped to get a quart of liquid.
Thanks to an understanding of the physical laws, this mastery of nature was going well.
Around Mile 52 or so, there is a bit of cyclo-cross on our route. To build a multi-lane highway, an older road was dead-ended. Our route cut through some trees to rejoin the dead-end from the multi-lane road. There is a brief stretch of about 15-20 meters that with road bikes is only traversable on foot.
On earlier rides, this dead-end was a dumping ground for ripped out cabinet's, broken toilet bowls, rusted refrigerators, tires -- just anything. On this trip, the garbage had all been cleaned up and a barricade had been erected further up the road to prevent people from using this as a dump.
The road was clean. The barricade was effective. Almost. As we approached the barricade, we found a fresh new pile of garbage. The natural law of human behavior was not well understood.
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2 Comments:
...and what's bad is that it would probably be just as easy to find a dumpster somewhere rather than disposing of it there.
..sometimes the education process goes so slowly.
I've always struggled to follow the thought processes that would lead someone to think that tossing something on the side of the road would be a good way to dispose of it. Maybe they were driving along with a toilet in the back of their truck when they all of a sudden realize "I've got a toilet in the back of my truck. I need to get it out right now!"
What I find more amusing was the solution that counteracts this mysterious force. If you block the path that leads to the end of the road so people won't leave their toilet there, then all you've accomplished is moving the dump site 200 yards closer.
But then, this Force of Nature -- the mysterious force that makes people decide leaving their toilet in the road is a smart choice -- is not well understood and so our attempts to thwart the dumping fail.
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