On a Clear Day You Can See Forever…

This year’s first weekday ride got off to a great start on Tuesday, April 9. After a blustery, wet weekend that had us wondering whether we might be rained out, we had brilliantly clear skies devoid of smog and overcast—perfect! Eight folks participated including Ron Hirsch, David Sexton, Sal Tavormina, Roger Hoyer, along with three non-members, Dale, Jiro, and Elliott. Andrew Lee was going to join us but a saddle sore due to a new saddle derailed his participation; Howard Neckel got the start time wrong and showed up late. Next time, guys!

We rode from McLaren Lodge in Golden Gate Park, the old Different Spokes Decide ‘N Ride start point down to Pacifica for lunch at the Upper Crust Deli with a return up Sharp Park Boulevard and through the nether regions of Daly City. The weekend winds had dumped sand on the Great Highway, which a few of us tried to surf only to abandon for the safety of the multi-use path. Otherwise, our ride was uneventful. The views of the Pacific were stunning on such a clear day. We avoided most of Skyline and Highway One by taking side roads and an occasional bike path, which made it a much nicer day rather than fretting constantly about the traffic on those high speed roads. The return was a butt buster climb up to Fassler Boulevard and then another up Sharp Park.

The ride was about 40 miles with a tad less than 3,000 feet of altitude gain. Everyone seemed to have a good time, but then again any day on a bike is better than a day at work, right?

If you have weekdays free and would like to join us, be sure to watch the Different Spokes ride calendar for future offerings.

Ride With Different Spokes During the Week!

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Have you ever looked at the Different Spokes ride calendar and wished there was a ride posted on a Tuesday, a Wednesday, or just any weekday? Maybe you have a weekday free because you have a non-standard work schedule, are between jobs, or are “of an age”, or maybe you just want to play hooky from work. True, during the summer when the days are long we have a few after work rides squeezed in before sunset. But what about an honest to goodness ride during the day, maybe even including lunch?

On Tuesday, April 9 your wish will be granted. Join fellow Spokers with a 39-mile lunch ride to the Upper Crust Deli in Pacifica! For details go to the ride calendar.

If you can’t make this particular ride but would like to come on other weekday “work” rides, be sure to contact Tony to let him know when you’re free and the type of ride you’d like to do.

Riddle Me This: When Is a Bag Like a Bike?

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$12,000 Hermes bag
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$13,000 Cannondale SuperSix Evo Black

 $13,000 Cannondale SuperSix Evo Black

When was the last time someone asked you how much does your bike cost and then gasped when you told them. “That much?! Why, I can buy a used car for the same money!” implying that you must be bonkers to spend a seemingly princely sum for “just” a bicycle. You can prattle on about your super high tech carbon frame, the high tech shifters, the ultralight wheels, but what they can’t get past is the extravagance of the price. What is a reasonable amount to spend on a good bike these days? It’s pretty difficult to get out of bike shop for less than a couple grand for a decent road bike and spending four or five thousand for a higher end rig wouldn’t be surprising. Spending north of $5,000 is when even avid cyclists start to question their sanity, yet you’ll see bikes between $10,000 and $15,000 from big names such as Specialized, Cannondale, and Trek, and these aren’t even custom bikes! It’s easy to lose perspective after you fall head-over-heels into cycling. Getting a second mortgage to buy a new bike starts to sound like a sane decision. Um, it’s not, right? A $10,000 bike seems beyond extravagance and enters the realm of excrescent indulgence. Lifestyles of the rich and famous? Hardly. More like fueling an uncontrolled addiction. Yet I find myself fantasizing about the $13,000 Cannondale SuperSix Evo Black…

Dealing with an obsession with unattainable superbikes wasn’t helped by reading the March 18 New Yorker, in which an article in the “Talk of the Town” section recounts a modern day true story of a 31-year old advertising manager who purchased a $12,000 Hermes Birkin bag. What’s a Birkin bag you ask? You obviously don’t read Vogue! Here‘s a short and sweet summary. This guy wasn’t a man of means; according to the article he earned “in the mid-five figures.” In other words, that Birkin bag purchase represented about a fifth of his annual pretax income. He had been saving to buy a Birkin bag, which can vary in price from $9,000 to $150,000 according to Wikipedia, for eight years. It’s so expensive that he has to keep his eye on it all the time to prevent it from being filched. His friends come by to have their picture taken with his purse. Wow.

Now, does this all seem uncomfortably familiar? Would I spend $10,000 on a bag? $1,000? $500? I did once buy a Rapha backpack for less than $200, and that’s sort of like a man bag, right? Not having swallowed the bag Kool-Aid, I don’t regularly walk into Hermes stores to ogle the wares. Two hundred dollars could probably buy you a “bike” at WalMart or Costco these days and for most people that seems like a perfectly fine sum to spend. [Update: bikes at Costco cost–gasp–$300.] But rather than being perplexed or astonished by his decision–as most readers would, I imagine–I completely identified with it. Once you fall into cycling it’s all too easy to start spending more money for lighter/better/faster/cooler. We know how much pleasure we derive from cycling and spending more money to make that time even more pleasurable is a no-brainer. Plus, like the young man in the article we get a certain pride of ownership at having a better bike. Slowly but surely spending $13,000 for a SuperSix Evo Black ceases to be insanity and we’re plotting how to round up the cash to do the deal. Yeah, an inexpensive purse from Macy’s will allow you to tote all your stuff around, but a Birkin bag is well beyond mere functionality. As much as we would like to fool ourselves that a $10,000 carbon bike with electronic shifting is going to rock our world, a sensibly priced steel or aluminum bike with good ol’ Shimano 105 for less than $1,800 is going to be plenty of fun to ride. So, why do I keep looking at that Cannondale?? I’ll echo the words of the bag man: “Don’t get me wrong: I do not think this is worth $12,000. But I think he [his boyfriend] understands that it is worth it to me.”

Solvang Century 2013 report: the beef about food

Last weekend Roger and I rode the 31st edition of the Solvang Century, this time doing the metric century. Overall it was a great ride for us, but the cost was a wallet-draining $140 for the two of us as a tandem team; a solo registration costs $85. Ouch! This got me thinking about the cost of century rides, which seem to be ever increasing. Part of the high cost for the Solvang was due to late registration, which added $10 to the total. We weren’t able to do early registration because we weren’t sure we would even be able to do the ride at all until after the end of the preregistration period. We ended up having to do day-of-event registration, and unlike many century rides that have a maximum number (that almost always is reached in a snap, e.g. the Wine Country Century) or which completely forego day-of-event registration due to logistical headaches, Solvang was more than happy to take our money. Admittedly a $10 penalty for day-of-event registration is a deal. After all, there is a long list of logistical decisions that are made in advance depending on the number of riders, such as the amount of food, water, and beverages you need to buy in advance and how many volunteers you will need to prep food and deliver it to the rest stops. Lunkheads who show up at the last minute for a ride like the Solvang ought to be assessed a forbidding surcharge in order to discourage dillydallying.

The cost is about in line with other centuries run by cycling clubs. For example, the Chico Wildflower is $65 for early registration and $75 for late; the Marin Century is $72.50. There are less expensive rides in the area: the Tierra Bella in Gilroy is $52 and $62 for late registration. At the other end we have the rise of ‘gran fondo’ or ‘sportive’ rides, which are nothing other than timed century rides. The biggest in the area is Levi Leipheimer’s Gran Fondo and that costs a wallet-wrecking $150 ($130 for the metric)! So, Solvang is by no means the high end.

But what seems like a reasonable fee on paper turned out to be otherwise in reality. This may seem like trivial carping, but the food on the Solvang is hardly better than bringing your own or stopping at a convenience store on any ride you might do at home. It seems like the organization, SCOR, sleepwalks through its food planning, which is to say they do nothing other than the minimum required. Food at rest stops consisted of PBJ sandwiches, Oreos, Fig Newtons, M&Ms, some other box cookies, and orange slices. Drinks consisted of…water, but you could add energy mix to it if you preferred. Oh, and the food at each rest stop was exactly the same, no variety. Talk about uninspired! The end-of-ride meal was…nothing. If you wanted the bbq meal at the end, you had to pay an extra $20. In other words, there was no substantial meal included for the fee. Talk about niggardly! This is such a glaring contrast to how cycling clubs in the Bay Area do their food stops. All of them provide some kind of meal in the registration fee, with the meals varying to nothing-special-but-satisfying-nonetheless (e.g. baked lasagna trays, salad, etc.) to better-than-usual (e.g. espresso, tortillas, ice cream, homemade treats, etc.) to exceptional (gourmet pizza, bbq pork loin, vegetarian or gluten-free food). I have particularly fond feelings for the Tierra Bella, the Wine Country, Grizzly Peak, and the Marin for the energy and thought they put into their rest stop food as well as their meals. The Wine Country has a sandwich lunch stop in the middle as well as an end-of-ride bbq meal at no extra cost, and they’re both very good. The Grizzly Peak Cyclists have their members provide home-baked goodies as well as homemade dishes including plentiful vegetarian fare. All of this makes the Solvang seem like the bad deal that it is. You might as well just go down and do the ride on your own because there are certainly enough markets, convenience stores, fast food restaurants, and coffee shops along the routes where you can stop and eat better and more varied food.

I don’t mean to downplay the effort put into hosting a large century like the Solvang. These are epic events in size. The other club I belong to, Valley Spokesmen, puts on the Cinderella Classic every year and it takes a huge amount of volunteer work, careful planning and intelligence to make it a successful event. And, I know the costs of events is going up not just due to ordinary inflation but also to the cost of insurance and the fees which counties charge for traffic control and police support. But why skimp on food? Good food makes for a pleasurable and memorable experience—why jeopardize that when it practically guarantees return participants? I guess if you’ve got more riders than you can shake a stick at even with drab food you’re going to question the need to spend more money and effort when you’re already killing it. But it has me questioning whether we will return to do this event again. And no, I don’t believe in poaching rides. That’s just evil. And cheap.

Other than the food the Solvang Century experience this year was fantastic. Solvang for us is an easy getaway despite the five-hour drive. We have relatives in Solvang, who happen to have a cozy guest room, and since we’re both retired we are able to leave early Friday—Solvang is always on a Saturday—and avoid the typically molasses-slow traffic through San Jose. Staying with relatives meant we didn’t have to worry about finding a motel room in the Solvang area, which is nearly impossible. One year I put it off, and I and two friends ended up sleeping at the Motel 6 in Goleta, which was 40 miles away. That was an unnecessary hour of driving before doing a century ride. No, thank you! This time we were able to take a long weekend and visit with family in addition to getting in a great ride. This year’s drought has also affected central California. So, the weather was dry and clear for the ride with just a brisk chill at the start. The day warmed up but just to a perfectly comfortable level—never too hot or cold. The century ride starts with a bit of a scrum—the big guns hit it and you’ll see fast pacelines rocketing out Santa Rosa Road. Since the metric started later we got to sleep in as well as avoid the rush. The routes are mostly along farm and country roads away from car traffic. The rolling hills were green with grass, if not verdant. The Santa Ynez Valley has some lovely back roads, reminiscent of how parts of Contra Costa County used to be before suburban expansion devoured open space here. Of course, county road budgets are all a lot tighter, so we had a few roads that were bumpier and more broken than we would have preferred especially since we were riding our tandem. The Solvang Century routes only touch on a few of the many fantastic cycling routes in the area, and a separate trip to explore the rest of the valley would be a great getaway. With the growth of the wine industry there the food has also improved, and it would be possible to put together a truly gluttonous vacation there: cycling, imbibing, dining!

Maybe somebody should organize a club trip there, say Spring 2014. Anybody interested in going?

Cinderella Century on Saturday, April 6!

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The 37th edition of the venerable Cinderella Century takes place on Saturday, April 6. This ride can bring out as many as 2,500 participants and is probably the largest women-only ride in the country, if not the world. Last year’s ride was bombarded with heavy rain and horrific, near-horizontal winds. But this year’s prolonged drought is making it look like it will be a delight time (well, at least for cyclists). Riders can do the 65-mile metric “Classic” or push their limits with the 95-mile “Challenge.” Both rides explore the Livermore and San Ramon valleys. Registration is still open but if you’re at all interested in doing the ride, don’t delay as the Cinderella can sell out. To request a registration form, point your browser to this site: http://valleyspokesmen.org/email.php?email=cinReg

Despite never having ridden the Cinderella, I have always been a big supporter of this ride. Roger and I are also members of Valley Spokesmen (sic), the sponsoring club, and we have worked the event for years, usually doing registration. Like AIDS LifeCycle, the Cinderella Century is more than just having a good time; a significant portion of the proceeds is donated to women’s organizations throughout the Bay Area including the Women’s Cancer Resource Center, Big Sisters of the East Bay, Stand Against Domestic Violence, and Planned Parenthood. So, it’s a fundraiser as well albeit on a different model than LifeCycle.

Although boys can’t ride, they can participate by volunteering to help put the event on. The Valley Spokesmen puts out an annual appeal to its members and it seems to get enough volunteers, perhaps just barely. But it certainly won’t hurt to contact them if you are eager to help out. You can contact the team at: http://valleyspokesmen.org/email.php?email=cin

Different Spokes has for years put on its own ride, the Evil Step Sisters, on the same day, a romp over Mt. Tam. It’s not on the ride calendar yet but hopefully someone will step forward to lead it this year.

You Are All Cordially Invited to the 30th Anniversary Banquet!

On Sunday January 27 Different Spokes San Francisco will be celebrating 30 years of providing the LGBT community and its friends with fun, safe recreational cycling. The event will take place at Don Ramon’s Mexican Restaurante, 225 11th Street, San Francisco starting at 5:30 p.m.

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Let the feasting begin!

On Sunday January 27 Different Spokes San Francisco will be celebrating 30 years of providing the LGBT community and its friends with fun, safe recreational cycling. The event will take place at Don Ramon’s Mexican Restaurante, 225 11th Street, San Francisco starting at 5:30 p.m.

Founded in 1982 Different Spokes was one of the “first wave” of sports organizations in the San Francisco gay community. We’ve managed to survive and thrive to reach—gasp!—middle age! If you are a current member of Different Spokes San Francisco, you should already have received an email invitation to attend. If you are a former member or just a “fellow traveler”, you can still join in the fun and celebration by also going to the Pingg invitation site—just go to the following URL—http://event.pingg.com/DSSF30Years—and sign in. Please do so no later than Wednesday January 23. If you want to attend and it’s after January 23 and you haven’t reserved, please contact David Gaus (president@dssf.org) and he’ll see what he can do.

The banquet will include a short (emphasis on the word short!) program with brief remarks about the club as well as recognizing those individuals who led rides in 2012, as volunteer rides are the life blood of the club. The dinner will be buffet style and there will be vegetarian options. Water and soda are included. The cost is $30 per person (including tax and tip) and you can pay at the door with cash or with a check made out to Different Spokes. Or, if you prefer to prepay, you can remit via PayPal to dg@dgolds.com; be sure to mark the payment as a “gift”. Alcoholic beverages will be available however we request that you order and pay for them directly at the bar.

See you there!

2013: Diehards With Modest Goals

January 1st brings high hopes, absurd goals, new zeal, and a practiced ignorance of everything that fell by the wayside in the past year. It’s the time of the year when gyms get their highest enrolments, we get dunned with Weight Watchers and Jenny Craig ads, and training plans for the year get inked. We wipe the slate clean (well, some of us just smudge the slate) and start over again. A blank slate looks so much more positive than one filled with excuses, lapses, and astounding failed resolve!

David Gaus's bike next to Mt. Diablo summit sign, 3849 feet elevation
Bag Mt. Diablo in 2013? Check!

Actually for me 2012 was a damn good year. After four years of wrestling with a knee injury I finally have been pain and irritation free for the latter half of the 2012. Believe me, nothing has been more dispiriting than repeatedly tweaking an injured knee and not being able to get it to heal. That was the best Christmas gift ever! Roger and I cycled our tandem through the French Alps in June and then the French Pyrenees in September. The highlights were challenging ascents up cols—the Col de Saisees and the Cormet de Roselend in the Alps, and Superbagneres and the Tourmalet in the Pyrenees—made all the more enjoyable by having a pain-free knee! Different Spokes didn’t do so badly either for hitting the big 3-0. We had an unusually high number of rides offered, our membership grew modestly but steadily, and we had a pleasant array of social events throughout the year including the club picnic in a new venue, Redwood Park, and the return of the Orinda pool party. Turnouts for rides especially the monthly Jersey Ride have been, well, not crowd swarming but still big and nowhere as diminished as the tiny grouplets we saw when the club was in the doldrums when it hit 20 years.

Starting off the year with a Big Ride, say up Mt. Diablo, is a statement. We resolve to ride awesome roads, climb and descend breathtaking hills, lead/participate in ass-kicking club rides, and hoover up scrumptious pastries whenever possible. We resolve to get stronger, train more, party more, and eat to excess more than ever. If you’ve been lurking on the sidelines, this is the year when you can resolve to come on a club ride finally. If you’ve been riding by yourself mostly, this is the year when you can resolve to show up on more club rides. And, if you’ve been coming to club rides for a while, this is the year when you can resolve to lead a club ride. Let’s make 2013 bigger, awesomer, and just way more kickass than 2012!

Resolution Ride group January 1, 2013
The Wild Bunch?

Speaking of kicking ass, nine people resolved and showed up for the club’s New Year’s ride up Mt. Diablo. No rain, good sunshine, and perhaps less excessive drinking meant we had a bigger than usual turnout. Riding up Mt. Diablo is a challenge at any time of the year, but on January 1 it’s like a slap in the face: do me if you dare. It’s friggin’ cold, sometimes there’s ice (or snow), and every honch in the area who isn’t doing the San Bruno Hill Climb is instead motoring up Diablo putting your measly, withered legs to shame for all the indulging you’ve been doing over the holidays. Those Christmas cookies and egg nog come home to roost when your hurling (in both senses of the word) up North Gate Road trying to catch your buds. David Gaus, soon to be past President, and Nancy Levin, soon to be ex-Women’s Outrach, came with something to prove: neither had been to the top before. David Sexton and Gordon Dinsdale were starting another intense year; last year both did over 12,000 miles (that’s a 1,000 miles a month!) and this year they’re contemplating doing a million vertical feet of climbing (that’s about 20,000 feet of climbing every week of the year. Since Diablo is about 4,000 feet, that’s like climbing Diablo five times every week.) The rest of us were just along for the ride—David Volkmann, David Goldsmith, Roger Sayre, and Peter Graney. The fabulous Mrs. Moy aka Roger Hoyer offered to meet us at the junction with hot coffee and freshly baked maple scones to take some of the sting out of the cold weather.

Basket of homemade maple scones and hot chocolate
Courtesy of Mrs. Moy!

All the local clubs were heading up as well—Valley Spokesmen, Diablo, and Grizzly Peak—so the mountain was swarming with cyclists of literally every type and shape, from BMX bikes to tandems to mountain bikes to every type of road bike. And, every age too from young preteens to lots of grey haired elders and everything in between. After woofing down as many scones and cups of hot coffee as we could, everyone took off for the final push to the top. It was like salmon heading upstream to spawn: cyclists were swarming everywhere, pushing upward and shooting downhill. In this madhouse were a few cars trying to make it to the summit as well. It was amazing that no one was hit. Speaking about salmon swimming upstream, the weather was very amenable until we started getting eastern exposures, which revealed that a nasty east wind was brewing. Fighting the headwind and feeling it sap what little body heat I had made me feel like I was in a mountain stream. The temperature was in the high 30s but the wind made it feel much worse. Just before the last pitch Nancy and I saw snow by the side of the road. The final 19% slog wasn’t blocked by a stalled car as it was last year, but somehow it didn’t feel any easier. Oh right, I was pushing a 42×24 gear instead of a triple. That would have been ho-hum when I was younger but I’m almost 60 and gears that high on major climbs are mostly a faint memory. But I made it! The top was crowded with cyclists and cars, the former mostly crowing over having made it all the way to the top on a frosty morning. Nancy and I were the last ones up and everyone else had already left to escape frostbite for sure. After piling on every piece of clothing we had for the descent we took off. We had to ride the brakes all the way back to the junction because of the traffic! Off we went to Danville. The temperature returned to the saner 50s by the time we got to the bottom. Lunch at Chow topped off the day: warm soup and more hot coffee! Great things this year? We shall see.

David Gaus hoisting his bike above his head at the summit parking lot of Mt. Diablo
David on top!

Fabulous Fall Social!

Despite the threat of rain the turnout for this year’s Fall Social was robust. Nine folks did the Three Bears ride and six of us went to the Rosie the Riveter monument out by the Bay; another five folks showed up to dine and chat. After a few diffident years, this year’s Rosie ride had a surge in attendance including Howard Neckel, one of the original members of our club. It was great catching up with Howard and meeting his boyfriend George (that’s boyfriend, not Boy). Laura did an impeccable job leading the ride, doing her best ALC imitation (“Slowing! Stopping!”) and making sure we didn’t get lost in the confusion of paths along the Richmond shoreline. Unfortunately she had to skedaddle to another commitment and couldn’t make it back to Phil’s for the meal.

Phil did another consummate job barbecuing the turkey in what has become a Different Spokes tradition. A minor miracle led to people bringing an equal distribution of appetizers, side dishes, and desserts. And they were all delicious! Although the day started out cloudy and somewhat dreary, it cleared up by midday so that our al fresco dining was actually warm and delightful on Phil’s patio. Thanks to all who helped make it another success!

The Future of Different Spokes

At this past Wednesday’s Different Spokes board meeting David Gaus announced that this is his last year as president of the club. It wasn’t a big surprise, as he’s been running the ship for five years now and that’s a long time by any standard. We’ve been extremely fortunate to have his good nature, hard work, and leadership for this long and it’s certainly made being a fellow board member an easier and pleasant task. Having the same president for an extended time has led to a very comfortable continuity in the direction of the club, how the club does business, and getting long term projects accomplished. In David’s tenure we’ve seen an increase in the membership of the club, a stronger connection built with ALC, a marked increase in the number of rides offered every month, and greater participation in our social events. Behind the scenes David has worked on a plethora of projects which keep the club humming but which don’t have a lot of flash or publicity such as handling the mountain of communication which comes to the club, uploading material to the website, and running meetings. While doing all that, he has continued to lead numerous rides, participated on other members’ rides, helped publish our newsletter, and staffed tables at events innumerable. The board gave him heartfelt kudos and appreciation for his vast contribution to the club.

The heart of the club is volunteerism and the willingness to give back to the whole organization. Without volunteers we would not have rides, as no one would lead them. Without volunteers we would not have a newsletter, a website, a blog, or any other means of communication or publicity. And, without volunteers we would have no one to maintain the club by managing its resources, arranging our social events, or have club jerseys, hats, or any other accessories! Without volunteers we would not have made it for 30 years, nor had the Bike-A-Thon or even our contribution to the AIDS LifeCycle events.

If you’ve enjoyed being a member of the club and would like to give something back, please consider becoming a club officer. In addition to the presidency we will need someone to be the club secretary, as that position was just currently vacated. In addition, in 2013 we will need volunteers to take over producing the club newsletter, the ChainLetter. Besides the karmic goodwill generated by giving something back to the club, in return you will have fabulous dining experiences all on the club’s dollar and have your email inbox flooded with messages from a host of secret admirers from throughout the world! Well, I am exaggerating a little bit: you’ll be able to eat pizza and Cokes at the board meetings and sidle up to that new face at the Jersey Ride and say, “Hey, I’m on the board. Wanna enjoy some perks of leadership?” Seriously, David is leaving some big shoes to fill (you know what they say about men with big feet…) but they are eminently fillable. All you have to do is step forward and say “Moi! Moi!”, roll up your sleeves, and then bask in the endless glory and love from your ever-appreciative fellow members.

In all seriousness, if you want to learn more about the responsibilities of the club officers, feel free to speak to any of them in person or by email. You can also download the list of official board member responsibilities at the Different Spokes Yahoo! group site in the Files section, entitled “Board Duties 2012-01-31.pdf”. When you are ready to join the leadership team, please contact the nominations committee. We will need nominations no later than December in order to have our usual election in January 2013.

Women and Different Spokes

Nicole Grace, formerly one of our Women’s Outreach Chairs, recently offered a weekend women’s tour to Pigeon Point Lighthouse and Santa Cruz. Unfortunately the ride did not take place because of lack of interest. Perhaps it was scheduling conflicts with the particular weekend for which it was slated or perhaps touring, which is out of cultural favor, is too tough a sell these days. But it got me thinking about the current low female membership in the club and the diminishing presence of women in the club. Different Spokes currently has 22 female members out of total of 132: that’s only 17%. Perhaps that’s too paltry a number from which to generate interest in a two-day weekend bike tour. Yet it certainly isn’t the lowest membership we’ve had; my recollection is that in the 1980s it dropped to about ten percent at one point before rebounding. On the other hand the club has had near parity at times, close to 40 or 45%. The number has been low and declining for that last several years and seems to be dwindling with no end in sight. Are we headed towards male exclusivity?

So, what has happened? It’s easy to dismiss the whole issue of gender and say it’s just a natural cycle of waxing and waning, or that “it is what it is” and that women are free to join and associate–what’s holding them back? But it’s disturbing that the club, for whatever reason, just doesn’t seem to be attractive to many women cyclists right now. This hasn’t always been the case; when the club has had strong female leadership the number of women members inevitably went up.

Nicole and Nancy Levin looked into recent ride participation and discovered that the vast majority of new women who showed up on a ride never came back or joined. They discovered that the lack of other women on rides or at least the low numbers on rides was discouraging to potential members. Also, the pace, length, or degree of difficulty of the rides was more than they expected. Alas, we seem to be in a self-perpetuating downward spiral: fewer women members leads to fewer women-led rides or female ride participation, which in turn means fewer new female members and thus fewer women to lead the club or lead rides.

In a way the situation of women in the club is not unlike that of a gay man going to a ride offered by almost any of the straight clubs in the Bay Area. You show up and the guys are all straight. You’d feel a bit out of place, right? And flirting or dating? Forget it. Maybe it would be fine if all you wanted to do was ride your bike with others and nothing else. But we come to rides to socialize, find friends, and let’s face it, even to find dates!

Is there a way to break the cycle? More outreach to women cyclists is a possibility. But what would we have to offer any prospective member except again being overwhelmed by the number of men on rides and low female participation? After all, women join the club for the same reason that men do: not just to ride but to socialize and perhaps find a date! We could offer more women-only rides or rides co-led by women. That would put a lot of pressure on the existing female members to step up and be more involved in the club. Do we even have enough interest by existing female members to pull that off?

At the moment we’re doing nothing, and the outcome of that non-strategy may be that Different Spokes becomes an even more exclusive male domain. Is that what we want? Perhaps if we do nothing the situation will self-rectify. But I wouldn’t bet on it. I think it behooves members of Different Spokes to think about the kind of club we want to have, how inclusive we want to be, and evolve the club towards something we can all be happy about and proud of.