Crazy cyclists

On the way down from col de Porte, I saw a guy on a racing bike (Canyon Ultimate CF) going UP to the col! It was snowing quite hard, and there was all manner of slush and nastiness on the road (and it was -2 C).

Snow

It snowed at higher elevations today, so Zoe and I drove up to col de Porte to do some sledding. I'll try to edit the very cute video footage that I took of her with the Helmet Hero.

Museum

We went to town for some exciting Museum action, shopping, as well as lunch.







Later on, I jokingly put some gloves onto Alex's hands, which he turned out to LOVE!


Later on in the day, he crawled up to me with a glove in his hand and whimpered for me to put it on his hand while making a "Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase" face

Cycling

Since it looks like there might not be a serious winter after all (famous last words), I decided to start putting some km in for the spring. Several experienced riders have advised me to put more time into the flats before tackling the cols, and I am hoping to follow that advice (even if the flats are kind of boring). I did a quick bike tune up and swapped in my commute wheel, since I have visions of the campy hub on my "race" wheel exploding, and rode out onto the digue. I took it easy, and spent most of my time around 17 or so mph and rode for ~26.5 miles. I was trying to keep up a high cadence, but I think I need to work up to it, as I was getting exhausted pretty fast, and reverted to my old school low RPM mashing. Overall avg cadence was still 71 rpm, which is high for me though.

I also replaced my old Flite saddle with a heavier, but supposedly more comfortable Fizik Arione. Adjusting it will not be fun, but I look forward to less squashing of sensitive tissue.

painting

Zoe cooking!

Zoe helped me cook dinner toinight:

then it was time to play with trains and fall asleep from all the exertion

Lunch with the Antipodeans

A new postdoc and his family have arrived from Australia, and they came over for lunch today. It was raining, unfortunately, but they had a chance to sample some of the local fare, such as Diot and various cheeses (not local except for the St. Marcellin, Tomme and Bleu de sassenage). They have three girls about Zoe's age, so Zoe was very excited to play with them all. Because of the rain, our plans to go for a walk and to the park were stymied. When the kids started getting a little cabin feverish, we all went up to the attic for tricycle riding, somersaults on the bouldering pads, and rides in the bike trailer. As usual, I managed to whack my skull and back against the beams.

First impressions are hard to shake, so I hope they won't remember Grenoble at it's grayest. Spring, which is just around the corner, is glorious here, and even though it has been an exceptionally mild winter, I am already very much looking forward to it.

On the subject of Other People in the blog, I realized that perhaps people might not appreciate being (pictures, names) on the web, so from now on I'm probably not going to name people unless I get the thumbs up in advance! Sorry if I've offended anyone by not asking, and I'm happy to remove any references (with my apologies!).

Town

Another weekend on call, so no extensive adventures were possible. To be honest, we haven't done too much recently, but it's Winter and there is no snow! Oh yeah, and we have kids. So today, we drove into town, had Indian buffet, then walked around for a while

and went to the museum. We had the usual confusion and suspicion about our membership cards. The cashier actually asked us if the membership cards entitled us to free entry! Once inside the museum, we did the usual riding of elevators and scooting along the floor.



It really is a lovely museum, with a nice collection. There will be a Chagall show starting soon, but it was still being set up. Next: coffee and desserts at Pain & cie:


Then back to the car

rode to Proveysieux

and it felt soooo bad today. At least it was a beautiful day!

par-tay!

We went to a francois' place to fete lolo's birthday. We had never been there before, and it is a wonderful apartment at the heart of downtown Grenoble. It is shaped like a donut, with the hole being the central atrium. There was enough room for all the kids to have their own rooms, and an eagles nest with views of the Belledonne and Chartreuse. We had an excellent fondue a la Les Alpages, washed down by plenty of Champagne and calvados. Later, there was dancing and some ill advised indoor improvised climbing.

Crémieu

We drove to Crémieu today. It was another unseasonably warm and beautiful day (in contrast to the oppressive grey of last week) and a perfect day for exploring a new town. It is only a one hour drive, during which time we saw the usual parade of Genevois supercars (Audi R8, Ferrari 599 in MAROON -- what kind of a person buys a maroon Ferrari?) . The trip there epitomized the dangers of not looking at a map before going somewhere in France: I don't trust the GPS because it frequently tries to take us on long scenic routes of industrial wastelands and closed mountain passes.... and I don't trust the French road signs, because they will frequently also take you on the least efficient route to the target. Additionally, you could be driving along, following signs to some town or landmark and then reach and intersection at which there are no more signs. So anyway, we went with the signs, because they are right *most* of the time, and got taken on another long agricultural tour. I think it only added around ten minutes to the route though. We knew we had arrived when we saw a fortified hilltop approaching, and then huge stone walls.

After loading up the double stroller with the progeny, we checked out the church

And walked up the hill to the castle

When I saw the following sign, I got quite excited, only to have my hopes dashed by a closed brewery door. Next time.


My favorite part was the covered marketplace




Which had magnificent beams and a stone roof



And peculiar rounded depressions on a stone stand at one end of the marketplace


I know what you're thinking, but they are not related at all to bodily functions. they are actually for measuring quantities of grain. According to the sign, before systems of weight and volume were standardized, many regions had their own random units. These depressions allowed for the measurement of the local unit of volume, which was the "bichet", which was 19.50 litres. Two bichets equalled one émine, and two émines equalled a setier. It sounds a little like our beloved English units, which us 'mericans are one of the only countries in the world backwards enough to still use. Even the English are trying to phase it out.
Next, it was time to sample the local delicacy: a sugared deep fried heart stopping bread, which was enjoyed by the whole family



Then, it was on to look at more impressive stone rooves:




We followed the GPS advise on the way out, and it was much faster. It was a bit less pretty than the way in: after a while we found ourselves in a huge industrial park with gigantic windowless buildings and what appeared to be a prison.

partay

We went to our friends place for dinner: raclette (with cheese from Les Alpages!). It was a good time, and five bottles of nice champagne were dispatched.

lack of updates

sickness, work and a lack of snow have conspired to prevent me from posting. The kids both had colds, Alex was teething, then chloe got a bad cold (which she has had for almost two weeks now), then Alex got conjunctivitis, then Zoe did.

Grenoble itself has been cold, but without snow, which everyone in Grenoble (including myself) has been griping about. I still have only been boarding once, and I am acheing to go. I spoke to a co-worker today whose daughter started skiing at one and a half year old (Zoe was not even walking at that stage) and can now go down green slopes unassisted.... so as soon as it snows I'm going to rent skis for her and take her skiing. I'm undecided about whether I should go on foot, rent skis myself, or board. I'm leaning towards renting skis so I can show her the motions. The only issue with this plan is that I haven't strapped on the loser planks in eighteen years, so it might be ugly.

Thanks to a former co-worker, we now know of a really great restaurant in the St. Bruno area, which we have been two twice. It's called La Frise. We have been twice now, and it is highly, highly recommended. I had the escalope de porc, which comes with potatoes that must have been fried in duck fat, and one of the best tarte tatins that I have ever had. It is served with ice cream, and the top (bottom while being cooked) is a delicious slightly cripsy layer of crisp caramelized sugar and apple. I would provide a picture, but our new camera turned out to have a defect, which the retailer has refused to do anything about, so we have been without it for four weeks. Never buy anything from PIXMANIA. ever!