Showing posts from March, 2023

Everything a Car Can Do, So Can a Bicycle

I'm one of those "Clives" (old men) who, as well as a touring bike, has a cargo bike. I usually put it to work doing this kind of thing... I call it "Thunderbird 2" because It's my plan to have some standard pods. There's a big black load deck on the front, where most, middle-class people have a kiddie carrier, but why would I bother with that? My kids are old enough to have kids, if they want to. Mine's the bicycle equivalent of a Toyota Hilux, it has a box pod that normally mounts on the load deck, the original plan was to put a counter and coffee machine on it (but food truck laws! Jesus, was going to cost as much as doing the same with a large van! Tens of thousands of bucks, just to get compliant!) and I've even built a disability seat, but that's yet to be pressed into service, or even tested. However, today I started building a campervan pod for it. A 1.8m x 0.5m camp bed with a bivi, that folds up into 0.6m wide,0.52m tall pod. Th

Everything I Learned In Physics Says This Is Impossible!

Perpetual motion. We've all heard of it, some of us have tried it. Hook up an induction motor to an induction generator, give a big rip on the zip cord, hey presto... Nothing. The losses exceed the gains and the motor stops. Very quickly, in fact. Regenerative braking, in fact. Except... So this guy has rigged this machine, effectively a motor driving a generator, with the genny wired back to the motor. I call bullshit. But is it? I can't see how he's tricking us, and his hydrogen electrolysis closed loop generator credibly works. (see video below) I can't see the hoodwink in the vid above, but that doesn't mean there isn't. I'm no fing cooker! How's he tricking us into thinking that electromagnetic perpetual motion is happening? I need higher minds than mine on this one.

What Am I Doing On _MY_ Clunkerbike, Though?

I'm sick of waiting to die. I'm 61, I have congestive heart failure (diagnosed 2 years ago after a heart attack that "would have killed [me] if [I] weren't a cyclist":my doc said) and insulin managed diabetes (adult diagnosis but hey, my endocrinologist has just declared me a Type 1, at 61!), so I've been feeling pretty damned brittle for the last 2 and a bit years. I have been finding myself getting a bit paniced on the bike when I can't handle a short, uncategorised climb, say Brighton Rd from Inkerman to Alma. I have literally been acting like I'm waiting to die. Then I snapped. "Fuck this shit!" I screamed, "Didn't I once write a song with a chorus that is literally, I want to live forever, or die trying?!" How was this cardio-anxiety any sort of " Gallant Attempt at Immortality "? (<- Soundcloud Link) My response has been to hatch, as "Baldrick" would put it, a cunning plan. I have come up with