It rains a lot here in Little Bay Root. Not as much as it does in some places, but we still have three good rainy seasons. I was raised with a lot of rain, so I find it fairly comfortable. I tend to take the view that getting wet is inevitable and focus on damage control. I ride my bike in the rain and I walk in the rain. It really is inevitable.
I ride my bike just about every day. I have a 9 to 5 job downtown, so I usually ride during rush hour. I share the road with cars and bikes. Everyone is in a rush and often impatient. I understand, as I don’t like to waste time on my commute. Somehow, I am continually amazed at how rude and thoughtless other cyclists are. It is true that pedestrians and motorists do their share of uncool things, but for the purposes of this rant, I think that I will focus on the lazy selfishness of other cyclists.
It’s starting to get cold here in Little Bay Root and that means that I have to start thinking about how to keep warm on my commute. In the summer I have it easy, wearing light shirts and 3/4 length pants. As the seasons progress, I add layers. More in the morning, when it is coldest and fewer in the afternoon in a effort to stay comfortable on my bike.
A little while back, Irene Gallo posted about the cover design for Tor’s new reissue of Stand on Zanzibar. I’d never read any Brunner and I was intrigued, as Tor’s previous reissues have been pretty solid recommendations. I was able to pick up a reasonably priced used copy, so I decided to give it a spin.
I managed to do some great hikes this year. I also pushed my range and hiked farther and climbed more than I had before. I’ve started running so that I can be a stronger cyclist and hiker. On top of that, I’ve ditched my old hiking shoes and started using Fivefingers on the trail. Now I am ready to sit down and start thinking about the year to come.
So once again, Portmandia Jr. and I biked across town and into Forest Park to take a little hike. The previous week, we had spied a trail leading up and away from the fire road, but since we were already very near the limited range of my son, I decided to go back on another day. This time we simple rode our bike into the park and locked up at the trail head.