Onebaplayer wrote:Riding with the tuba literally on your back is completely possible. I've seen it first hand as there is a local pro who has the same mindset at Mr. Baer. it seems.
Well, alrighty then - I stand, or sit, corrected.
For about half of my relatively recent college career, I was sans automobile - one of the tradeoffs of going to college in your 30's with a wife and kid(s). I would bicycle back and forth to the school almost a mile away, often twice daily. I would also bike to the local middle school for teaching lessons, and sometimes local gigs or churches. It was not uncommon for me to have a bass trombone or tuba on my back. The F tuba or 2145 were no problem, but the massive 2155R was a little cumbersome - but still doable. I have even biked a number of times wearing a tux and carrying a tuba. Thunderstorms were the most fun, but a full rainsuit and waterproof hiking boots made it tolerable.
Marty "who recently biked 6 miles to work in 'big city' traffic and decided on the way home to never do that again"
Hopefully he wears a helmet, unlike a certain NFL quarterback... Seriously, how many sports figures have been injured by motorcycles? Big Ben with the Steelers, Kevin Winslow with the Browns, Jay Williams with the Bulls... We need to get Mr. Baer some body guards, his own bike gang, if you will, to ensure that the ride of his Valkyrie never ends a crash. Imagine seeing 10 guys on cycles with tubas strapped on their backs. Finally a motorcycle with an effective horn. Talk about dangerous...
Okay,
I'm not as nuts as the the lady who wrote that article makes me out to be....
This is what I told her.. the tuba traveled by truck to Colorodo,
The tuba will travel back and forth to the hotel on the bike.....
only a couple miles... If for a distance run, I use a trailer that I designed for hauling horns.
No, 16 hour ride are NOT dangerous if the bike is set up properly and you do this alot. Check out the IBA site, some very interesting reading.
Have a great summer, I will!
AB
Have a great summer, Alan.
Yesterday, (Sunday) my motorcycle had a flat tire (rear,thank you ,Lord) forcing me to ride 3 miles at 10 mph on the flat to a place where I could leave the bike and walk 2 more miles home. My Yamaha dealer is closed on Sunday and Monday (pox be upon him) so I run it up on my trailer just in time for a major rainstorm (we've been in a drought for 6 months) and now I will have to drain the carbs. Phooey!
I took my school sousaphone home on my bicycle to jump in the tub with it after I rotated it and a dead bat fell out. What a ring we left in mom's tub. Mom was so mad at us.
I think somebody's out to get me.
Boy, we've come along way since I used to shove my homework in my trumpet case, balance it between the handle bars of my "Spyder" "Banana Seat" bike with the de riguer huge STP decal affixed thereto and ride off to middle school!
