Pedal power rules against feet, car
Test your own errand run skills on
Saturday
By Express Staff
The Bike wins! The Bike Wins! But only by
a scratch.
The Idaho Mountain Express cruiser
helped win the test run Wednesday between three staffers trying out their own
errand run. Express photo by David N. Seelig
Three intrepid reporters took the same
challenge that will take place this weekend in the Ketchum Criterium Errand Run
Race. Each picked a mode of transport out of a hat and set off at 12:45 p.m.
with the same errands to run.
Greg: "I biked straight to Wrapcity,
where there was a huge line extending out to the street. I contemplated going
elsewhere, but decided to hope for more people to fill in behind me before Dana
and Megan showed up. We all stood in line for a spell. After ordering, I boarded
the trusty Idaho Mountain Express cruiser and went to F-Stop to drop off a
pretend roll of film. Then I went to Williams’ Market to grab a New York Times.
I had to charge the paper on my credit card, wasting valuable minutes. Went back
to Wrapcity, where my lunch was done. I rode to the post office, where I
unloaded a ton of mail, and went to the counter to cash in a yellow card.
"Since I was in a race, I shouldn’t have
been too surprised that the lady in front of me wanted to buy some sort of rare
stamp collection that had not been in print for 40 years. What should have been
a brief mail stop took more than five minutes. I really took it easy on this
journey. Could have shaved more minutes by cranking hard on the bike. My overall
time was 26 minutes."
Dana: "Unhappy with drawing the
dreaded car, I drove to the post office first and recovered a huge amount of
mail though I, unlike Greg, ignored two yellow package cards. Then I drove to
Iconoclast, where I had to park on a side street and not in front, in order to
buy my New York Times. Back in the car I had to wait for traffic to pass on Main
Street before I could cross and then stopped at two more stop signs. When I
arrived at Wrapcity, Megan, who had walked was in front of me by one person,
with Greg several people ahead. I ran into three friends and chatted while my
wrap was being made, went to F-Stop with a real roll of film. Having seen Greg
dropping off a pretend roll of film, owner Rich Allen said I was in second place
and he was right.
"I drove back to the office, stopping for
three more stop signs and a red light. There were bad drivers to contend with,
including one car facing the wrong way in the traffic lane as I crossed Main
Street at Fifth Avenue. Overall time: 28 minutes."
Megan: "Yeah, I arrived last in the
race as I was walking, but it all comes down to footwear. I attribute the eight
minute gap to my three inch heals. I did my best to power walk through downtown.
Besides dodging semi-trucks and cell-phone drivers it was an easy commute to
grab a wrap, buy a paper at Tully’s and then juggle my mail. Along the way I
actually contemplated grabbing a red flag to cross Main Street. Luckily, most
drivers were courteous and stopped as I used my Manhattan stride to power
through the streets. Overall time 32 minutes."
(Note: Megan omitted the F-Stop errand.)