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Some Monday mornings I pass by Dunnigan, CA. This time of year they're always rocking the hot air balloons.
The cloverleaf highway intersection nearing the end of my morning commute. It's a shitty place for bikes to cross, but not many other options exist to get to the van pool.
Notice poorly thought out bike lane on sidewalk, which I don't use unless I plan on traveling under 7mph.
Took a picture only to catch a nice sunrise, which this picture didn't at all encapsulate.
U Bein teak bridge in Amarapura near Mandalay is said to be the longest in the world of its kind. Besides being one of the main tourist draws in the country it is still actively used. Hundreds of locals cross the bridge every day commuting from their villages to work or market. Without it they would have to make a few kilometers detour around the lake.
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Interesting what you can find in a morning commute sitting shotgun. A PJ TRAILER and a truck pulling it.
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I had to make couple of commutes on trains recently. Long journeys, and between reading more of my book (For Esme with Love and Squalor by J D Salinger, if you're interested), I thought I'd record what I saw. I'd have been very reluctant to do this with an SLR, but the little mobile was well up to the task. "Retro Camera" was the App of choice in this case!
This one is probably my best effort from the series. Commuting's such a blast isn't it?
8:14 am: Ready to step out of the door. Like so many New Yorkers, I rely on my iPod to keep me entertained while I'm on the go. In the morning, subways are often too crowded for reading, and without any entertainment the commute is just too boring.
On the train from Romford to London Liverpool Street, going to see Annie Leibovitz at the National Portrait Gallery. One of the best weekends of 2008.
I commute by bike on a greenway near a powerline. I would have never seen this patch of blackberries in the truck, that's for sure. One more benefit of riding a bike to work!
Pedestrian pass over the bayshore freeway, otherwise known as Highway 101, in Atherton, California, at sunrise. Taken with Sony A100 and SAL75-300mm f/4.5-5.6 tele (thanks for SSS)
i didn't really do anything exciting on 11/11/11. saw the remembrance service at Toronto city hall, ate a bacon sandwich at St Lawrence Markets, and went to work.
Decided it's time to dust off the bike(s) and get back into riding this summer. Figured I'd start by switching my ~6 mile commute to BART from car to bike. Thanks to a nearby bike trail cutting out around a dozen traffic lights, it only takes 5 mins longer than driving.. Add a little fitness and the time would probably be competitive.
The only other problem was securing my bike. Seeing a bunch of destroyed u-locks and cut cables near the bike racks had made me wary.. After calling and getting wait listed by BART for a bike locker, I noticed there are actually 2 kinds of lockers, these are the shared use bikelink smart card operated bike lockers (which BART neglects to mention exist when you call asking about a locker?!).
Picked up a card from Embarcadero station, and did a test run today, to time it and ensure my flat bar hybrid bike fits in the locker. Seems like a decent lock for 3c/hour. :) In theory i can leave my saddle bag, lights and helmet safely inside too.. We'll see if i live to regret that assumption..
Miles went to backup daycare in Cambridge today, so he commuted home with me. Unlike Miles, I do not generally have a dee-dee (blanket) or bag of bunny-shaped crackers on my commute.
Where I End and You Begin- Radiohead
The traffic frees up, the great north road sweeps ahead and the clouds gather. This can be the worst part of the journey, a straight, flat road, no landmarks, nothing much to see or do. I don't quite know why but this is my favourite bridge of the journey. Most are square, functional things but this has a sweep to it, an unnecessary Nike swoosh at the end of a perfectly dull, featureless and straight 10 mile stretch. When you're in the middle of your 2001st commute you reach for the smallest inconsequential things to occupy your mind and this bridge does it for me.