Take me to the bridge

Just where I like to be: above it all, and viewing with alarm.
Just where I like to be: above it all, and viewing with alarm.

The temptation to pee off one of these things is practically irresistible. Especially on a brisk March morning after two cups of coffee and one of tea.

I had just dropped off the Forester at Reincarnation (timing belt and some other issues) and was cycling back to El Rancho Pendejo when I paused atop Interstate 40 to see what I could see. I felt slightly underdressed for the temperature and less than comfortable on the unfamiliar industrial streets until I connected with Comanche, which leads to the North Diversion Channel Trail, the Bear Arroyo trail, and, eventually, this pedestrian/bicycle bridge.

En route I saw a used hypo in a bike lane, fairly dripping with irony, and way too many F-Whatevers whizzing past at speeds well above the posted limit. That’ll give anyone a nervous bladder, especially if it’s full of caffeinated beverages, so it’s no wonder I felt like letting fly above I-40.

Still, most of the 16-mile ride was on separated bike path, and I even took in a stretch of single-track near the end to take the last vestiges of diesel out of my snoot. All in all, a pretty nice way to start a Monday.

 

21 thoughts on “Take me to the bridge

    1. That looks like interesting reading, K. I’m gonna have to spend a little time over there after dodging bullets on 2nd, Comanche, Indian School, Broadway, et al. Zoom zoom.

    1. The route along the Tiber looks really neat! Maybe you can get the ambassodor to ride with you? My old ass considers a 50K ride as one of the longer ones!

      1. It’s just OK, really the only semi-safe place to enjoy a road bike in the Eternal City. Might see the ambassador next week as there’s a reception for the Academy, but after seeing the entourage ol’ John Kerry needs to ride around I don’t think I wanna get involved…especially if they know my political views!! Had plans today to meet up with friend Celeste Milani and take bikes in his car to Lido di Ostia to ride around, but rain has scuttled those. Oh well, I have some work to do anyway.

  1. I thought this morning’s ride on the SOMA ES would be in knickers, but a quick look at the thermometer changed the kit to shorts and short sleeve jersey. First time this year. Got invited to join a group of older guys that ride 3 times a week. Going in the morning for the first time. Better half also back home this evening which will be nice. Duffy is good company but doesn’t talk a hell of a lot.

    1. Yep. I used regular bike shorts for the first time this year on my Sunday ride. Of course, it started out down in Pojoaque and went up to Chimayo and back, so it was a tad warmer than bombtown.

      1. What?? You didn’t let me know you were in my neck’o the woods? Actually Sunday I was busy with the final ballet performance. Now maybe I can get back into the regular swing of things. I’m considering a Cundiyo-Chimayo ride this Sunday. Not sure I’m ready for those climbs but gotta start sometime.

    2. I always have the knee and arm warmers close at hand in March, but for this afternoon’s ride back to fetch the old rice-grinder I didn’t need ’em. Mostly flat or downhill, but into a headwind, and upper 60s.

      1. Run, Tailgunner Ted, run!!! PO’G could win against him but I doubt the Rethugs will be crazy enough to nominate this bozo…..but we can hope. This afternoon in Rome is looking like short sleeves and shorts on the bike..but tomorrow we get rain.

  2. If Ted makes it to 1600 Pennsylvania ave., then the frozen Canadian wilderness will start looking the way it did when I had full head of hair and we were in another police action ….

    1. All this bloviation about insisting on the “proper” tidy & humane method of slaughter drives me a bit more nuts than usual. The so-called cocktail isn’t necessary in the least. If the State insists on killing someone, give them a morphine overdose. That’s the way we do euthanasia in this country, albeit more slowly and subtly.

      Do the blood-lusters subconsciously believe someone would derive too much enjoyment from being killed by OD?

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