The weather here is crazy. It was actually kind of cold today. Or at least, it feels cold to me when it’s below seventy degrees. I felt the chill while riding home, via a bar–this is New Orleans, after all–for a quick drink, from my night class. Continue reading
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Twilight Sky at Dauphine and Bienville
I’ve been itching to ride Jack around these past few days and finally had time tonight to velcro on my bike shoes and tool around for a bit. I rode to meet some friends for dinner, and I found myself racing my friend’s car for part of the way. Continue reading
Drawbridge Over the Industrial Canal at St. Claude
Yep, another beautiful day in New Orleans, as evidenced by the sky in this picture. I decided to take an easy ride today, as I’m a little sore from the past week of near-constant riding. After work I took Jack down to the Marigny to do a little writing at the coffee shop. Then we tooled over to a bar for the infamous Tater Tachos (nachos, but with tater tots instead of chips) and a beer. I was going to head home, but as the sun started to wane, just a little bit, it was a touch cooler and I decided to zip up the St. Claude bike lane over to the Lower Ninth. Continue reading
Blue Sky in the Marigny
I got a new digital camera. Mine went missing back on Valentine’s Day, off to share the love with someone else, I presume. I finally saved enough to get a new one and was excited to take it out for a spin on the bike today. Rhoda and I rode to work today, and the sky was so, so blue. It is impossible to stop smiling when spinning up St. Charles on days like this. Continue reading
Easter Shoppers at Winn-Dixie
I had a great bike riding day yesterday. I rode down to the Quarter to see one more panel at the PCA conference, back Uptown for drinks with friends, back down to the Bywater for wine with friends, to the Quarter for some dancing, and then back home. I didn’t take any pictures, though. I just rode. It felt so good. Today the winds were up and the weather was bad and the tornado warnings were on. So naturally I went out on a bike ride. Continue reading
My Bike at Cafe du Monde
My sister is in town this week, and we are having a fantastic time. But that does mean I haven’t been riding my bike as much. So while she spent the day at the Pop Culture Association meetings, I took the chance to take Jack on a speedy ride to work. It was a beautiful day in New Orleans, and it felt amazing to be back on the bike. Continue reading
House at S. Saratoga and Foucher
Today looked so lovely, and it was, but the wind was heavy on my ride home from school. My legs are feeling tired lately, so I was taking it as easy as I could, pedaling lightly down Freret. It is always surprising how different a ride down Freret is from a ride down St. Charles. And they are only a few blocks away. Continue reading
Blackout at Decatur and Iberville
Last night’s storms were crazy. The sky was bright with lightening and the rain just poured down, coming dangerously close to my door. I watched the storm, and storm coverage, and finally went to sleep. So when I was invited out and about tonight, I was frankly a little bit nervous, since the weather reports promised similar storms tonight. I finally decided to head out on the bike with an extra pair of shoes and raincoat. I mean, I can get wet, and my bike has certainly seen its share of showers. Continue reading
Cops on Bourbon Street
I’m on spring break right now, and I keep expecting everyone else to be on spring break. I know lots of college kids make New Orleans their spring break destination, so I also keep expecting to see Bourbon Street overflowing with them, even though it’s a Tuesday. I mean, I was up for a nighttime bike ride down to the Quarter, and I’m definitely getting too old for such things. Continue reading
Railroad Crossing at Royal and Press Streets
This picture captures, I think, the crazy sun of today. It was absolutely beautiful, again. And I was in the mood to celebrate outside, because today marks the third anniversary of quitting smoking. Three years ago today I was a quivering mess, crying between mouthfuls of Fritos or M&Ms, not sure why I’d made the terrible decision to quit smoking, and feeling quite certain that I’d never be ok again. Continue reading
What I Saw Riding My Bike Around Today 