Afternoon ride with into a blustery autumn south wind, in the direction I was going a head wind. With vacation, numerous walks down the hill to the Dog Park, the legs and knees are barking with some wear and tear, but the clouds and the New Ride beckoned...
Reached downtown, played in traffic on Stewart for a bit, dodging the rush hour buses, avoiding the obvious risks that those with more of a death wish chose to take, and made it to Myrtle Edwards to notice that the weather front was passing, and the wind was changing.
Late August brings the fishermen to the pier. Catch of the day included Elliott Bay Rockfish and salmon.
Locally, the wind had shifted, now out of the north, so I had grunted against another headwind through the Interbay Gap and out to Ballard. At the Locks, had a brief conversation with the skipper of the Coastal Sea. They were headed to Alaska, eventually to Dutch Harbor, maybe the Pribilofs. The skipper said that summer in Alaska was wonderful, but I wondered how much of that would be left. Wished him and his crew a safe journey, and pedaled home.
780 + miles on the new ride!
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OK, so, when does the "new ride" become the "old ride"?
I climbed Iron Horse from Rattlesnake to Hyak today. Cold, windy, rainy, sunny, cold, windy, rainy, sunny, cold, windy, rainy, sunny . . .
This evening light is sure golden though.
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