Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Soma Rush completed

All I need now is some decent weather. I picked up a bunch of parts from ebay on a recent trip to the US.

A friend gave me a set of purple Aerohead rims a few years ago (I wonder why?) I laced the front up to an old Record hub (also donated), and the rear to a fixed/fixed Formula. It was brilliant to true them through the fork, as looking through the steer tube made it extremely easy to dial them in perfectly.



Setting it up to measure the fork (and with the tubulars I will sometimes use).



Finally finished. I ended up cutting the fork a bit longer than I had expected, but better too long than too short.


I found an S6 headset cheaper than I could find an S2--- unfortunately it was brown, rather than the advertised black (on ebay). For what I paid, I cannot complain.


I chose a road setup to stay compatible with the chain rings I have already collected on my other two fixed bikes.



With a steel fork, pedals, and everything, it weighs in at 8 KG.




It will never be this clean again-- especially after a Stavanger winter.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Bike progress




The Rush is coming together. I laced up a wheel yesterday, and tossed a few parts on tonight. All I need to do is cut the fork, add the chain, and away I go.

Returned from US trip

Our trip to the US was marked by a few odd events: an emergency landing on the way to San Francisco (some poor guy had a heart attack), followed by a strike at the hotel where I was staying (they banged on drums, blew horns, and yelled through bullhorns to disturb guests--- almost around the clock). Then Julian came down with chicken pox. Aside from all that, the trip was excellent, and it was wonderful to see friends and family again.

Friday, October 16, 2009

New arrival


Ebay! From USA--- something is a bit fishy with the postage. I purchased this through an ebay store--- since it was only $70 for shipping-- from the US. Actual shipping on the box was a bit over $50?!? My guess is they printed their own label based on weight, and the post office never caught on. I tried shipping a bike here when I moved, and it was well over $300-- since it was oversized. Anyway-- I don't care. I cannot buy anything like this locally right now. The same frame is cheaper on Speedgoat but costs much more in shipping.

It is exactly what I wanted-- track geometry, no unnecessary braze-ons, bosses, or cable stops, a size that fits, steel, and lightweight. Now I just need to build it up. Frame looks in good shape-- no need to chase, face, or ream anything (I hope!).

It amazed me that USPS parcel tracking tracked this right to my door---- in Norway! Sent an email when it arrived and everything.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Somewhere in suburban London

I arrived last night-- no idea where I am. It is strange hearing so many people speaking English. I was picked up at the airport by a driver holding a sign--- wearing a suit, driving a Mercedes. Hopefully I will hitch a ride with someone to Paddington.

Wednesday, October 07, 2009

Gullkilden sucks

I will never do business with Gullkilden again. I purchased a gift for Lise's birthday at Gullkilden in Kvadrat, with the expectation it matched other jewelry that she already owned. I specifically asked if I could receive a refund if it did not match, and was assurred it would be no problem. Of course it did not match, so I returned it with the receipt two days later. I was only offerred in-store credit--- and was explained by a very adamant store clerk that they do not offer cash refunds (that it wasn't written on the receipt).

First of all, the receipt is issued AFTER purchase, so it is a bit dubious to use that as the basis for a return policy. Secondly, this simply cannot be legal. It was less than a week-- with the original receipt-- on an item in original condition (no engraving or anything). I am not particularly happy about this. Norway return policies are weak to begin with--- but this place has no return policy at all.

Time to revive this blog


I stumbled across a really cool article about track bike geometry written by Don Walker.

Monday, May 18, 2009

Ride report


1, originally uploaded by filtersweep.

I live on a peninsula, and my rides generally take me the same route-- south. My riding time is quite limited these days to commuting. When I manage to get out, I need to maximize my workout, so I head for the hills on a personal time trial--- hitting about 1400 feet of elevation.

Starting out a little after 6am while the kids are still asleep. The light isn't the greatest for photos.


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Heading toward Sandnes


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Early morning sun


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Heading to the other side


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Downtown Sandnes


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No traffic this morning


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Looking back toward Stavanger


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Right turn


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The road up


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Cows


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What is a ride without cows?

Sheep


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Sand


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Winter sand is still on the road.

The ride down


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The road is a a bit narrow, and the sight lines are poor.

From near the top


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Sidis and Look


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Look


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Over 10,000 miles and still going strong. I still have no desire to upgrade to a new ride.

Dale


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A former insane asylum--- now for asylum seekers.

In a state of disrepair


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Dale


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End of the road-


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Dale- end of the road, time to turn around.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Traktor


IMG_6591, originally uploaded by filtersweep.

Gravemaskin


IMG_6588, originally uploaded by filtersweep.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Friday Photos

On the move, albeit very slowly. The Saipem 7000 is so huge, it has its own Wikipedia page. You would think with 76000 horsepower, it would be something of a speedboat. We passed quite closely on our ferry to Kvitsøy.

Earlier this week I took Julian out for a ride. He loved it. I think he was too young last year. I foresee many more rides together.

He insists on putting his cap on himself.

Eight weeks old, and exuding pure cuteness.

Friday, April 03, 2009

Still owe a proper posting about Dubai

I don't know where to begin. Perhaps my thank you email from the hotel gives some perspective. I will try to cover the highlights:

At night, I thought I saw a foggy haze over the city, but the air was much too dry to be fog. Also the air was too clean to be pollution. It turned out to be fine dust--- sand from the desert.

It takes more energy than contained in a gallon of gasoline to desalinate a gallon of water. Dubai is in the desert.

I saw nothing on sale in any stores. Nothing. Everything was full price. No bargain shopping here. Malls are huge-- since the climate can be quite hot. I was lucky.

There is no place to walk in the city. I was told it was because normally it is too hot to walk anywhere.

Dubai is not a democracy. It is run by a prince or something like that, and all the government officials are appointed. The upside to this is that there are few politics to sort through--- which is why the entire city sprung up practically overnight.

As an Islamic state, there are all sorts of religious "laws." Alcohol is only found at hotels. I encountered a restaurant that was briefly *wink*wink* closed for evening prayers. I was, however, served.

It is strange doing business with unshaven Ivy League educated men who are wearing sandals, a white robe, and a white "head dress" wrapped with a black cord. It is even stranger seeing women in burkhas in a business setting. The women were segregated from men during lunch--- and not one singe Muslim woman spoke to me all week. The only women I spoke to were the Chinese working the hotel.

It is common to smoke tobacco from a hookah in the outdoor seating areas at restaurants.

All the food served is halal.

Racism is alive and well in the U.A.E. While there are all sorts of expats in the area, there is a real hierarchy. It was embarrassing how much respect I received being a white westerner. I met up with a coworker from our office in India--- and someone started bossing him around, thinking he was a laborer working at the hotel. It was absurd.

At the airport, I had to go through security to enter the airport. Next came ticketing, then I had to go through passport to leave the country. Next was another security (second set of metal detectors). Then I was free to go to the gates.

The city has the best quality roads I have ever seen anywhere---- but virtually no public transportation, except buses. How can a city so new lack public transportation infrastructure?

Most vehicles are white.

The city has no soul or character--- it is much too young. It lacks any local culture, and in many ways, it is depressing--- akin to placing a Disneyland in the Vatican.

From a business perspective, it was a very good trip. I am sure I will return.

Thursday, April 02, 2009

Not my hotel

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Dubai Photos

World's tallest building.

Entire city under construction.

Outside the indoor ski hill.

Inside--- at Mall of Emirates.

All this way to find Norwegian water in my room.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Dubai

Where do I begin? Maybe with, I have been working non-stop since I have arrived and haven't seen the outside of the hotel in a few days? Such is glamorous work travel.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Greatest Cat in the World




When Elijah was a kitten 17 years ago, I never considered the day he would be no longer with us. He has been the best cat imaginable--- with a personality more in line with a puppy. He hasn't been doing too well lately--- and today was the day for his one-way trip to the vet. I will miss you, dear friend.

Saturday, March 07, 2009

Emil


There is something about this show that fascinates me. Perhaps it is because it is far more honest than any American show of its kind. It is set in Sweden when the economy was terrible and people were emigrating to the US. The adults get drunk at parties, and Emil's father is borderline abusive when he loses his temper at Emil.

How NOT to make a burger

We ate out at a restaurant last night-- the four of us, along with my wife's family. I almost never order a burger when I eat out, but I had heard good things about the burgers where we were eating, and I wasn't feeling particularly creative. It was alleged to be American-style. When it arrived, my wife and I were both convinced they screwed up and served us lamb burgers--- there was an overpowering minty rosemary flavor to the meat, and the texture was unlike any burger I have ever consumed. Lise asked the server about it-- he claimed the meat was seasoned, but I am still convinced we ate the wrong species of mammal.

Regardless, it brings up an interesting point that was recently discussed over lunch at work--- how to make a perfect burger. I as asked as an American who should know how to grill. I offered by expert advice: use ground beef that is not too lean, pack into patties, salt, and grill. My coworkers were dumbfounded. It seemed each had some crazy "recipe" of adding all sorts of herbs, spices, and filler-- mixing in food processors, and so on. It could explain why I have never eaten a decent burger anywhere in Europe.

Passports, Etc.

Having two kids is four times the work. I have been quite busy the past two weeks. I am preparing for a trip to Dubai toward the end of the month, and I really don't have the open-ended time available in the evening to work--- at least no time I can depend on.

This week we took care of all the paperwork for US passports for the kids. Here is the deal: it is much easier to obtain Norwegian passports. However, for tax purposes I need social security numbers for the kids to claim them as dependents. The only way to obtain these numbers while abroad is to use a passport as an ID. The only way to obtain a passport while abroad is to appear in person before an officer of a consulate-- usually at the embassy-- and the only embassy is in Oslo. This means we would all normally need to travel to the capital to appear in person so our signatures could be accepted. But this week, there was a consular visit to the international school here in Stavanger. This would save us the huge inconvenience of an Oslo trip. To apply for a passport, we needed the births to be registered by the US--- Norwegian birth certificates could not be directly used. We also needed passport photos.

The afternoon before the consular visit, we headed downtown to a photography store for the kids photos. It is quite a challenge getting the eyes open/mouth shut pose for a month old infant, but we managed. We met another American family going through the same thing-- updating the passports for their teen kids. We walked out of the store about $100 lighter. Getting social security numbers is expensive business.

The next morning we showed up at the international school a little before 9 am when they were scheduled to open the visits with the consular officer. The atrium as crowded. We were there none too early. Julian somehow managed to wait the two and a half hours without too much trouble, although undoubtedly he was bored out of his mind. Of course, a few hours in nothing compared to an Oslo trip-- and we would still need to queue up at the embassy as well. Now we just need to pay hundreds of dollars in fees--- in cash--- in US currency, and we will be all set.

I really hate US tax law-- that subjects ALL citizens to income tax-- regardless where you live in the world. Imagine if state income tax did the same thing.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Flirting with Ohm's Law

I had a very nice halogen floor lamp that we moved here from the US. I had a vague plan to covert it for European voltage. After three years, I finally managed to do something about it. It has a dimmer switch on the floor, and I considered the possibility of just rewiring the cord going into the dimmer. It seems most light bulbs are half the watts as in the US--- and twice the voltage, of course. But I chickened out. It seems to me something is squared in Ohm's law. I didn't want to risk running twice the voltage through the dimmer, and rather purchased a new dimmer, and just reused the internal wiring. We now have the perfect lamp for the dark corner we created when we rearranged the furniture.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

The same madness I biked home in


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Originally uploaded by filtersweep
It took nearly an hour to bike each way--- but hey, I was moving. Traffic was completely stopped along the main roads. Some people spent two hours driving to work. It was the roughest ride ever, so I left my laptop at work. No sense destroying it in a crash.

Sledding home from day care


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Originally uploaded by filtersweep

Snowing like crazy

It has been snowing all night. I anticipate an interesting ride to work today.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Coding iPhone Apps?


OK, not really, but enough seem to be written by two year-olds that why not?

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Adjusting?

Sunday, February 08, 2009

Sledding with Julian


08.02.2009, originally uploaded by filtersweep.

Sometimes he has his own ideas


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Home


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Friday, February 06, 2009

New Addition




Aurora was born yesterday morning at 7:50. She was 3.6 kg and 52cm-- a good sized baby girl. We used the birthing loft again, and had nothing less than an excellent experience-- again. It is facing budget cuts, and it would be criminal to let anything happen to this wonder addition to the hospital.

Wednesday, Lise went out to Kvitsøy with Julian to visit her parents. She returned around 8 in the evening. At 2am she woke me to say we needed to head to the hospital. About 3am we moved our plan into action, and started preparing to leave for the hospital. We called a friend who spent the night to look after Julian. We arrived at the hospital around 4:30 in the morning. Intense labor started about an hour later, and by 8am, our daughter was in our arms--- with no complications or issues--- a perfect little girl and a perfect birth. We could not be happier. We left the hospital around 1 pm today.

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Studded tires were of little help


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Serious snow ride home


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Tuesday, February 03, 2009

Back to my normal commute

My week of riding in low gear meant taking the hilliest route possible to work--- meaning I was either crawling uphill, or coasting down. The flat pavement was quite unsatisfying. Today was pure bliss, despite the sub-zero temperature. My bike now shifts better than when it was new. I am not convinced the bike shop knows how to tune a drive train. I chalked it up to mid-level components. I readjusted everything last night and it is crisp, quick, and quiet. Now I can only hope more parts implode so they can be upgraded.

And still no baby yet.

A thing of beauty


My new derailleur arrived yesterday-- duty free as it should. It is a thing of beauty compared to the old one--- and it arrived with a cable (something I overlooked). It was a simple installation. Best of all, I could salvage a fastener from the old unit for the brake fluid reservoir. Somehow one of the tiny screws had worked its way out. Now I won't be stuck in low gear.

Sunday, February 01, 2009

With every silver lining, there is a dark cloud

Am I lucky or unlucky that I still have my wisdom teeth? One is starting to seriously act up. I did a bit of research online, and the US-based Mayo site states that I should seek immediate attention from my dentist. Interesting how different medical advice and treatment is in a litigious society-- versus here in Norway, where common maladies are considered normal. I will be calling my dentist quite soon, although this may collide with the impending birth. I don't expect much sympathy right now from Lise. On a related note, I recently discovered that my dentist is the dentist of choice among American ex-pats. He did a fine job of upgrading my fillings.

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Limping to work

Since my shifter I broken, I can only ride in the lowest gear in the rear. I have been taking the hilliest route possible to work this week, since I either am riding up steep hills, or coasting down. It is less frustrating than taking a flatter route. Coincidentally, this is the same route where my shifter exploded. I have been obsessed with finding it. Fortunately we have ever-growing daylight. My efforts were rewarded yesterday when I found it on my way home. I don't know what I will do with it-- maybe patch the shifter up until the one I ordered arrives.

I am frustrated with the bozos at Chain Reaction cycle. I emailed them along with my order reminding them specifically not to include shipping in the customs declaration-- otherwise I will pay a massive duty due to bizarre laws in Norway. Shipping places the order above 200 kr. I received a reply stating they cannot lie on a customs form. I am not asking them to lie. I am reminding them on the regulations--- something that is occasionally missed by ham-fisted web retailers. I will not be happy if I end up paying the post office on this one. And that is the trouble. Kiwi-- our version of the "Kwik-E-Mart" serves as our local post office. Throughout Christmas they struggled to find our packages. These folks are not people to negotiate with about improperly marked customs forms.

Friday, January 30, 2009

Dressing

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This animation pretty much captures the manic effort involved with Julian's new found affinity for dressing himself.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Exploded shifter

This morning I opted to ride to work entirely off-road. It is a rather byzantine route, through a forest, around the NATO base, up a hill, across a farmer's field, down a service road, across more fields, and through the woods. As I was tearing down the service road in the predawn hour, I was vaguely aware that I really couldn't see where I was riding. At that moment, my entire rear shifter fell apart. I skidded to a stop and begin a frustrating search for the shift lever. Eventually I found it in the dirt and gravel. I resumed my commute in my lowest gear-- the default. It was a long ride in.

This evening I went down to reassemble the watch-like parts yet again. When I started lining up the lever, I noticed I had nothing to line it up with. Both levers had fallen off. I only searched for one. There would be no rebuild. It is below freezing-- I need this bike with the studded tires tomorrow. Looks like I will be limping in again.

I consulted my online options. I had no hope that a local bike shop would sell a lone rear shifter, and it was a good time to upgrade anyway. This shifter never really worked as advertised-- or perhaps I am spoiled by my crisp Dura Ace performance. I consulted a duty-free Swedish online shop. It would cost a small fortune-- like 700kr for a set. I checked my UK connection--- 191 kr--- beneath the 200kr threshold. Duty free for me. Paying the COD and import duty would nearly double the price. Let's hope they don't include shipping in the customs declaration.

It will be a rough week or so riding in on a "3-speed" mountain bike--- but I figure I could be dispatched to the hospital any day now. Julian should have a sister any day now.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Random Kvitsøy Photos

It was a clear day today-- windy, a bit cold, but sunshine.







Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Inauguration Party


We attended a local inauguration party. The place was crawling with media. I saw a camera crew from NRK, radio from NRK, and both local papers. Julian charmed one of the newspaper photographers, and ended up in one of the local papers.

DIY Auto Repair

Yesterday Lise was downtown and called me to say the car would not start. We encountered the same issue a few weeks ago in Kvitsøy, but it appeared to be an isolated incident. Now I knew it needed a new battery. She asked if she should call for a tow. I said I would be there ASAP with a new battery. I couldn't bear the thought of paying a thousand dollars for a dealer to fix it. I have no idea what it would actually cost, but I imagine a tow in Norway and a battery would cost close to that amount.

A coworker was kind enough to drive me. We stopped by a parts store and picked up a battery for 1500 kr--- more than $200. I thought that was a bit steep for a battery, but remembered how much I was saving. We found the car downtown, and I set about removing the old battery. It was in the car, accessed through the rear hatch above the wheel well. I have never seen a battery so well attached. My crecent wrench was no match, so I had to make another errand to pick up a socket set. By the time I returned, Lise had convinced a building contractor to crawl back there and remove the battery clamp. And I mean crawl. With the battery disconnected, the hatch would no longer open. Crazy BMW.

I finally managed to swap out the battery, and the new one was a perfect fit--- I mean it was the identical size. This often is not the case with replacement batteries-- so I was feeling like it maybe was worth the price. As I replaced it, I noticed a small tube passing through the fender well. I assumed it was some sort of vent. When I returned home I did a bit of research, and realized I needed to connect the tube to the battery itself--- as it vents off the explosive hydrogen gas that is a byproduct of the recharging process. I can see the advantage that it is easy to change, and it stays clean, but I have no idea what was ever wrong with keeping it under the hood.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

There goes the neighborhood


There is talk of building Norway's tallest buildings down the hill from where we live. I will believe it when I see it. I am all for it. There is nothing historical about the area--- it all was underwater at one time. Many years ago they drained it. People stood on the shores with baskets, waiting to pick up all the fish. They didn't realize it would take days if not weeks to empty.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Maintenance Weekend

We are in the dead of winter-- rain, rain, and more rain. Late last week I noticed my rear tire wasn't holding air, my bike wasn't shifting so well, and the front brake was a bit weak. I expected I would need to replace the pads (for a disc setup), but it turned out the fluid reservoir was missing a screw, and I was leaking fluid. Topping it off fixed the problem, but I will need to find a new screw somehow. The rear tire turned out to have a leak from an old patch, so I patched the patch. We will see how well that works out. I disassembled the shift mechanism and gave it a quick fix. I really should replace the entire shifter, but at least I can use it now. It has a bad spring. Commuting is hell for bikes.

Of course this morning it was quite warm. Very windy, but warm. I rode the regular wheel set, rather than the studs. What a difference that made. I just need to make sure I replace the winter wheels before it is too late and I crash on some ice again.

Julian ran a fever over the weekend, and wasn't quite himself. So far this is the worst thing about being a parent--- dealing with him when he is sick. It is not that he is so difficult to handle, but rather that there is so little that we can do to make him comfortable. We managed, and he was better by Sunday and went to daycare today. I picked him up, and found him and a bunch of other two year olds all sitting around a table with Play-Doh. He wasn't too motivated to leave.

Other than that, I am starting to feel like we are just waiting for the baby to come. We are almost at the point were it could be anytime. This week we have our meeting at the hospital-- but it seems like we just had Julian's meeting, and I doubt there is anything new. This time we have the added dimension of having someone take care of Julian during the birth. Overall, we are quite ready.