A bicycle is an implausible thing. To see how implausible,
take it out in the street and stand it up. Now let go.
It falls over.
Stand it up in the street and
put a man on it; it falls over faster, and he’s likely to skin his knee. The
thing is utterly unstable.
So who would imagine that the
way to solve the instability is to put a man on it and roll the bicycle down a
long hill?
Nobody. It defies common sense
that something so unstable could become more stable when it's moving. Perhaps
that's why nobody imagined the bicycle, at least not for a couple of thousand
years after it became perfectly possible to build one.
It took a lot to make the
bicycle imaginable. In 1815, the battle of Waterloo brought an end to nearly
twenty years of European war. At the same time, the largest volcanic explosion
in recorded history occurred, at Mount Tambora in what is now Indonesia.
The next year, summer never
came. Snow fell in every month. Crops failed. Without the crops, pack animals
died.
Everyone in Europe cast at wary
eye on St. Helena, where Napoleon was imprisoned, and wondered how they’d fight
a war without pack animals.
The year after that, in 1817, a
German official named Karl von Drais solved the pack animal shortage by inventing
the bicycle. He demonstrated that soldiers could carry heavy weights quickly
over long distances by riding and pushing a crude bicycle. His model weighed
nearly 50 pounds, was built of wood and had no pedals. But once he showed that
it worked, others improved the design until by the turn of the century the
bicycle as we know it was everywhere.
The Romans -- perhaps even
Alexander the Great -- could have built a bicycle like Karl von Drais’s,
something with crude bearings and no pedals.
They didn’t, though, probably
because the whole idea must have seemed so implausible. Who could imagine
traveling at high speeds on a vehicle that can’t even stand upright by
itself?
But moving forward is the key
to the bicycle’s stability. A bike moving at 1 mile per hour is a lot more
stable than a bike at rest, and at 5 mph it’s more stable still. At even higher
speeds, the bike can adjust faster and roll over obstacles that would bring it
to a dead stop at lower speeds.
Go faster and feel safer. We
all remember discovering this amazing rule as kids. If 5 mph is good, 10 should
be better. And it is! We remember how it
ends, too. Fifteen mph is better still. And twenty. Everything is better on a
bike when you go faster. Until, quite surprisingly, it’s not.
That’s when you discover that
falling off a bike at 30 mph means something a lot worse than a skinned knee.
And suddenly the Romans don’t
look quite so dumb.
Stewart, I am deeply hurt by this assualt on the viability of the bicycle. Bones heel, even at 30 mph!
Posted by: Mike Scardaville | Oct 28, 2009 at 06:29 PM