Big Red Bikes

Cornell has a program in place that provides bikes for students that they can rent for free! Needless to say there are time constraints and the bikes aren't of the quality you would see on display in any of the showrooms but nevertheless they fulfill the desire to roll down the slopes on wheels without buying them, something of interest for MEng students, especially, whose tenure doesn't give a steady season to extract the worth of such an investment. I came to know during the week that the coming Sunday was going to be the last day to hire the bikes before the chill sets in and closes the shutters till March next year. Setting aside the academic deadlines I propelled this task to the highest priority and within minutes me and my room mates were out the door to beat the winter sun that set at 5 pm (damn the Daylight Saving Time!)

The bikes were available at Uris Library. Just a few days ago I had heard about the A.D. White library that shares its entrance with the Uris Library and is built as a conjoined structure. With the description that was painted I imagined it to be a huge hall with large windows overlooking the entire city from the crest and palatial iron pillars that also served as book racks and were connected by iron pathways. The image magnified multifold in my mind and the thought of scaling it with the size of Uris Library never occurred and I pictured myself as a little dwarf when entering the A.D. White Library. So as we inspected the bikes and made our choice it struck me to steal a quick tour of A.D. White and Pratik offered to be the guide for the moment. We entered the Uris Library and took the turn to get to the main A.D. White hall. It wasn't even near as big as I had imagined but it was a pretty accurate miniature version. There were two big sofas that overlooked the libe slope through large windows that stretched across the walls. The staircase led us to a mezzanine floor that opened up into the iron corridors between the iron pillars. It was pretty amazing how the architect had designed small spaces between the book racks to squeeze in a chair and a table as if the library was reeling under space constraints. We went across the ferrous hallway through a door and into another big room that carried one of those lazy boy sofas with a foot rest, one of the best places I had seen so far to steal a quick nap in the middle of the day. Unfortunately we were hard-pressed on time and so we headed off to the counter to rent three bikes. All set with the cycling gear we warmed up with a couple of rounds in the arts quad and acclimatized ourselves to the braking mechanism that worked by pedaling in reverse. These were not the bikes equipped with a full range gear that could have made cycling up the hill easier than running. But, nevertheless, in our otherwise mundane lives that had been revolving around books and classes they provided an thrilling escape route to a journey we were eagerly awaiting! And so it begins…

Our first stop was Ithaca Falls and I’m going to try my best to put the experience in words. Imagine the state of a student who has had a steady routine of commuting between home and school and slogging with studies for a few months. And now imagine the excitement on their face when they are in an amusement park and about to ride a roller coaster that they have been wanting to for a long time. I guess that is how exhilarated we were when we let ourselves loose down the slope. We were outrageously ecstatic as our bikes accelerated to great speeds, so high that we could feel it going out of control with a slight steer and the brakes released fumes of smoke like a drag on a motorbike. Although that entire leg at the beginning of our expedition was quite short it gave an adrenalin rush that pulled us through the evening with a continued enthusiasm. We made a quick stop at the Ithaca Falls and took a few shots before heading out to the next destination, Boatyard Grill.

I was glad that I brought my complete outer wear - gloves, cap and jacket - as I was able to sustain the cold chill before our bodies warmed up and I lost the leverage. Since we had descended the hills we strode at a leisurely pace on the plains. It was really soothing as we smoothly sailed across the residential streets and before we knew it we had reached the small peninsula of Cayuga Lake where Boatyard Grill was. We took a round around the place and, to our delight, also saw the clock tower from quite a distance which naturally followed with trying to identify the different buildings. It was an amazing feeling of being one with nature as we sat at the tip of the peninsula and gazed through the endless horizon over the lake with a slight breeze flowing across. We had achieved a good feat that day and we decided to savor it with a delectable meal at the restaurant that was going to be one of the most sumptuous meals that I had had in Ithaca.

It was about 7 when we left the place and I again got my leverage back! But not for long. We had a few errands to run near the shopping places before we retraced our steps back overlapping Route 15’s path to a great extent. We had come to SW Shopping quite a few times on the bus but when we took the same route independently on the bikes we cherished the freedom and took short cuts that we didn’t know existed. It was quite fun to have the flexibility to explore different streets without having to travel in an encased box. Ultimately we reached downtown and saw in front of us a daunting uphill task, quite in the literal sense. Although I didn’t have too much faith in myself to pedal all the way up, Pratik and Aarav constantly instilled motivation into me and we let go of the Route 70 that was an easy gateway to the campus. Unfortunately my body gave in as I wasn’t even able to pull myself up half way to our apartment which is less than a tenth of the distance all the way up to Cornell. We then waited for the next bus to show up that marked the end to an amazingly adventurous day.