Friday I saw some badassery that I was rather jealous of:
The RiverWalk was flooded after vicious storms, the wind was whipping waves and debris onto it as well. As I was taking a photo, a cyclist appeared, he had ridden through all the water and mud and river flotsam. I gave him a "Nicely done!" as he approached and he told me there wasn't too much splashing. I was actually thinking: "You're crazy!"
The ankle is turning some interesting colors:
|Lines: tube sock indentations... not a strange rash!|
I've crocheted a cozy for my u-lock.
Because I can.
|You know you want one.|
Saturday was glorious, I spent much of the day riding.
|Some kite flyers.|
|The bollards are in on the Clemente Bridge bike lane!|
Rode out to the Waterfront and found a huge patch of daffodils on the way.
On the way back, several motorists were rather unkind if not murderous towards me.