Category Archives: my town
Silly sculptures. Beautiful light.
In preparation for the Tour de Staten Island, Monty and I set out to circumnavigate our island via the Greenway. We didn’t, quite, but an exceptionally windy day (why are they always head- rather than tailwinds?) gave us a good 20+ … Continue reading
My first adult bike helmet (maybe my first ever – I don’t recall wearing one as a kid) was gray. So was my second. The third would have been too, but the shop only had the Giro Feature in red, and … Continue reading
I actually do get off the bike path! Last night I rode to midtown – against gusts that tried to move me sideways instead of forward – to watch our chef and his team teach a cooking class. They killed it. I didn’t get … Continue reading
It’s still a bit soon to pack away my winter woolies, but the snow in this week-old pic is history. And the Hudson is no longer covered with ice. Woohooooo! Monty and I are back to our regular daily commute, enjoying … Continue reading
The prospect of riding home in the cold and dark doesn’t thrill me. But once I’m out there, I rather like it. My commute is nearly painless – 5 miles each way, mostly flat, mostly on a protected (well-maintained and -lit) path. Riverside … Continue reading
When it’s here’s what happens to the river no matter how far south you ride. And here’s what happens when you breathe into your face mask.
Waaaay back in October, Monty and I had a wonderful time at the 20th annual Tour de Bronx, billed as the largest free cycling event in the state. Although I’ve lived in NYC for decades, I can count the number … Continue reading
That’s my stock reply when anyone says, “You’re riding in this?” Monty and I are not water-soluble. We do, however, get utterly, thoroughly, you-can’t-get-any-wetter soaked. (Jeans may not have been the best choice today. Why is wet denim so…icky?) We paused at … Continue reading