Showing posts with label cycling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cycling. Show all posts

Wednesday, 20 January 2010

Of Spinning Things and Natural Supercomputers...

Well, it's been about twelve days since my last post, which is about twelve days in blog days. And about a hundred days in Twitter days, if you're interested.

I often try and work out what to write about in this blog whilst cycling home in the evening. Spending forty five solitary minutes on dark, deserted country roads does have a way of relaxing my mind (when I'm not busy roaring at the wind, that is).

And sometimes, if I'm particularly lucky, a topic falls into my lap. Or rather, my lap - and the rest of me - falls to the floor and that becomes a topic (see my first post).

Incidentally, where does your lap go when you stand up? Troubling...

Anyway, I often wonder, while cycling, how on earth I do it. I'm really quite proud of myself to be honest. I mean, I manage to tame this two wheeled contraption and bend it to my will. I don't fall over, in general (again, see my first post). In fact, I move more swiftly from A to B than I would if I didn't have a machine to wrestle with. And I do it all without an intelligent octopus in sight. Just man and machine working as one. The bike an extension of my arse.

And it seems I'm right to wonder how I manage it, because the science of how bikes work still seems to be the subject of some conjecture.

It might strike you as strange that something as simple as the mechanics of a bike can defy full scientific understanding, especially given the incredible things science can do.

But there's a big difference between "simple" and "deceptively simple". And the interraction between a bike and the human riding it is actually quite complex.

It's often said that bikes stay up because the spinning wheels act as powerful gyroscopes.



The theory of how the gyroscopic force keeps bikes on the straight and narrow is outlined (in a simplified way) in the diagram above.

But now I want you to strike that image from your mind, because - alas - it's wrong.

Or rather, it's not entirely right.

Yes, my handywork with Microsoft Word Drawing Tool isn't entirely in vain. It represents a perfectly fine theory of how the bike stays balanced, if you're one of those annoying show-offs who likes to cycle without the use of handlebars.

If you detect a hint of bitterness at this point, you'd be right. For all my poise, grace, power and speed in the saddle (I'm almost certain I broke the sound barrier the other day), I've never been able to master riding without holding the handlebars.

The use of handlebars, then, and the weight of the body pressing down on them, makes the gyroscopic force insignificant.

This has been confirmed in experiments. A Dr Hugh Hunt from Cambridge made a bike with a second front wheel (see below), which rotated in the opposite direction to cancel out the gyroscopic force. And it turned out that this bike could be ridden just as easily.



So if the gyroscopic force doesn't keep bikes upright, what does?

Well, the answer seems perhaps more mundane, but is actually probably more impressive.

It boils down to the human brain's incredible ability to react to the world around it, and instruct the muscles in such a way as to make the tiny corrections neccessary to keep bike and rider balanced.

So perhaps I was right to be proud of myself after all!

Monday, 4 January 2010

And so it begins...

Ah, the inaugural post. Everyone who ever starts a blog must have to confront this problem, and most probably start just as unoriginally as this. Nevertheless, here it is!

To expand on the brief description at the top of the page, this blog will, I hope, mix discussion of current affairs with explanations of basic scientific principles. And combined with this is likely to be some comment on more general (and trivial) topics in life.

This is sounding dangerously like a pitch for a Jeremy Clarkson book, so let me be clear: I'm not a grumpy old man. I'm 22 years old, I do, in general, think the world is a wonderful place, and I've never been known to combine jacket and jeans in the same outfit.

As for the title of the blog, "My Kingdom for an Intelligent Octopus", this is a quote from one of my favourite characters, Hawkeye, in one of my favourite television programmes, M*A*S*H. I chose to name the blog this because I'd say that, on average, I think this to myself at least once a day.

There are very few situations in life in which an intelligent octopus wouldn't be of great use. And such an occasion presented itself to me on this very night.

I was cycling home from university earlier this evening. During the course of the day, the weather had gone from clement to in-bloody-clement (in science that's the next level up from simply "inclement", in case you were wondering). As I pressed on along the unlit country lanes that make up my route, hail was pelting the ground and frosty wind made moan. Death was all but inevitable.

And so it nearly proved when, on a patch of rain-greased ice, the bike slipped from under me and I was sent crashing to the floor. If you've ever seen the extended version of the video for Celine Dion's "It's All Coming Back To Me Now" (as I'm sure you all have), you'll be able to envisage just how spectacular the crash was.

Well, as is evident, I didn't die. They don't call me the Captain Scarlett of cycling for nothing....

Oh, alright - I don't call MYSELF the Captain Scarlett of cycling for nothing.

But let's just examine quickly how an intelligent octopus would have improved this situation.

With four tentacles he or she could have provided stability and suction on the road. Two could have held supplementary lights. Which leaves two to give a nice head massage to combat the stress of the experience.

I don't think any of you can now fail to understand why I chose the title as I did...