Journal of a mature, non-Olympic woman in the process of converting to cycling as a method of daily transportation. Dealing with weather and assorted perils; exploring equipment, psychological fortitude, and diet; experiencing our surroundings on a smaller, closer scale; saving gas & boycotting the car industry.
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
And now, try this
Besides the usual rain, in the last couple of months I’ve had the opportunity to try riding in wind, hail, snow, slush – and today I got to try fog. Here’s the view from the Broadway Bridge looking North over the Willamette River, then South.That was this morning at about quarter to nine. I’m glad I wasn’t out any earlier or I might have been even less visible than this cyclist you see receding into the mist as he rides across the bridge. Like me, he set his little lights a-blinking. Every little blink helps. At a stop-sign I was surprised that I almost didn’t see a whole car coming along because it had no lights on. Amazing what you can miss when the whole world turns gray.
Yes, the fog was very thick this morning. I rode that same bridge earlier, and I think the fog was a tad thinner. Needless to say I took it easy for the same reason you spoke of.
Thinner? That's interesting. It never occurred to me that it could have been thinner earlier. I always assumed that fog came on thick in the night and then got thinner as day came on. Who knows where I got that idea? Another baseless myth that I never thought through. Just like how I always thought eggs counted as "dairy" because they're in the dairy section of the grocery store...
"She's no spring chicken," my mother would disclose mercilessly about women in their thirties trying to impersonate youth. Now, I'm even past the no-spring-chicken age. So don't think you have to be 12 to start riding a bike everywhere. I'm working out all the pesky details for you in case you want to do this yourself. But even if you never do it, you'll still know what it's like because I'm going to shrink you down to the size of a little rubber elf and glue you onto my handlebars. No changing your mind, no matter how much you beg me. So don't even start this unless you're sure you have the guts.
PS: My other bike is a broom.
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Yes, the fog was very thick this morning. I rode that same bridge earlier, and I think the fog was a tad thinner. Needless to say I took it easy for the same reason you spoke of.
Thinner? That's interesting. It never occurred to me that it could have been thinner earlier. I always assumed that fog came on thick in the night and then got thinner as day came on. Who knows where I got that idea? Another baseless myth that I never thought through. Just like how I always thought eggs counted as "dairy" because they're in the dairy section of the grocery store...
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