Rain has relegated me to the highway not too long ago:
Isn’t that alluringly alliterative?
I don’t thoughts sticking to the highway (figuratively, not actually), since there are worse locations to be on an autumn day:
Particularly when the mirror-stillness of the water floor provides you twice the foliage porn to your cash:
However right this moment the solar returned, and since my time was considerably restricted I as a substitute skipped the highway bike and as a substitute scampered off into the closest wooden for a brief romp:
Alas, this woodland has been sliced and diced by highways over time, however you may sew it again collectively right into a contiguous path journey if you already know the place you’re going:
They are saying we’re experiencing a housing scarcity right here in New York Metropolis, however are they accounting for all of the teepees native-inspired conical dwellings at the moment sitting vacant?
This was clearly constructed as an funding property, because it even has a birdhouse on high that you may lease out for further earnings.
Or possibly it’s the hen who’s the owner, I actually shouldn’t assume.
Sadly there’s no waste elimination service, so that you’ll have to rearrange for that your self:
Naturally I rode my Artisanal Singlespeed, which continues to serve me nicely in any case these years regardless of its lack of a self-centering steering system:
Talking of which, this promotional video is puzzling:
For instance, the primary half of it exhibits somebody using an previous mountain bike with rim brakes, which doesn’t actually make the purpose they assume it does as a result of he appears to be doing simply advantageous:
As for the second half of the video, I discovered it utterly unrelatable:
All I may consider was my journey this morning, and the freeway underpasses with homeless individuals undomiciled people sleeping beneath them, and the way grateful I used to be even for even an hour of that. In the meantime, right here’s this hyperactive particular person on this stunning panorama who appears to be making an attempt to get it throughout with as rapidly as attainable. It’s all so pointlessly antic, like watching a cannoli consuming contest:
I’m starting to suspect I might not be Canyon’s goal market.
Nonetheless, I do proceed to be very happy with Pearl Izumi’s Canyon shoe, no matter what chances are you’ll consider my MUSA pantaloons:
For that matter, the Quest highway sneakers have been nice too.
No matter chances are you’ll consider me, you may’t accuse this poor sod of being poorly shod.
