S. texted me this morning, reporting she was in the mood for a bike ride. Ever happy to oblige such moods, I hopped on Rhoda (all decked out for Mardi Gras) and headed to Bayou St. John for a promised ride on Lafitte. Continue reading
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HBO Second Line in the Treme
Good lord, it’s hot in New Orleans! I know, I know–it’s a good problem to have if you are living somewhere where it’s already snowing. But I long for fall bike rides. Then again, the sun felt good as I headed out on my bike toward the Treme after watching President Obama’s Town Hall at UNO, skirt flying and doing my bike dance. Summertime in October. Whoa. Continue reading
Scraper Bikes at Lakeside Park
I’m in the Bay Area for a week visiting my dear friend S., who is recovering from major surgery. I was a bit nervous to be away from my bikes for that long, but thankfully S. has a bike, and she has graciously ceded it to me for the week during her many naptimes. Continue reading
Abandoned Albertson’s at Jefferson Parkway and Tulane Ave.
I got up this morning with a gleam in my eye. Because today, my dear friend K., picked up her new bike. And she wanted to spend the day riding all over town, stretching her legs and her new chain. Well, I’m certainly up for using my sunny Saturday afternoon like that, so I met her at the bike shop in the Quarter. Continue reading
Krewe du Vieux’s Stimulus Package
Tonight was the first parade of Carnival, and I could not be more excited. I remember last year’s Krewe du Vieux–it was really cold, I was too shy to scream for beads, and I didn’t really get what was supposed to be fun. And parking was a nightmare. Continue reading
What I Saw Riding My Bike Around Today 