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Cafe du Monde

This past week was very, very challenging.  A good friend of mine was going through a medical crisis and everything else took a back seat, including my daily bike rides.  Continue reading →

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Sunday on Bourbon Street

I had a truly lovely day today; surprisingly, I had it in a car. A convertible, that is. A. was kind enough to drive us several hours south to Avery Island, Louisiana, and the rush of wind far exceeded any I am able to work up on my bicycle. Continue reading →

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Central Park Reservoir

Sometimes riding a bike feels like an incredibly solitary event.  I’m alone, zipping along, often with headphones, always stuck inside my head no matter how much I’m focused on what I’m seeing.  Continue reading →

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Haunted New Orleans

I had planned to take a long bike ride to City Park this afternoon, but those plans were shuttled by incredible rains that I just didn’t feel like braving. Continue reading →