Today’s bike ride took me to yoga class. Jack’s big panniers easily carried yoga clothes, mat and towel, along with a book, locks, patch kit and pump, and leftover crap from past rides. This bike is seriously good for travel. Continue reading
Trains at Galvez and St. Ferdinand
I took Jack out for a ride this afternoon, and it felt so, so good. It was either a little bit cooler or I’ve acclimated, and that made biking around town much more pleasant. I planned to ride down to the Marigny hoping to find the bike shop open for a payday treat, but got sidetracked Uptown, watching a movie shoot. Continue reading
Houses Along Audubon Park in Uptown
I spent the day on my bicycle on a long task ride–a visit to the Registrar’s office, lunch with B., the bike shop for a new tube, the grocery for potatoes and other sundries, Human Resources to talk retirement plans. Yep, an exciting day for Rhoda and I! Continue reading
Michael Jackson Memorial Dance Party in the Marigny
Today was a task-ride kind of day. I rode my bike over to K.’s in the morning so we could go shop for party supplies for my late-late-late birthday party. Afterwards, I rode down to the Quarter to pick up some things I’d forgotten at the place I was apartment sitting. Continue reading
Sidewalk Tiles On Ursulines
My sweet aunties E. and J. are in town visiting, and I’ve ceded my place to them and taken up residence in the French Quarter. Now, to me the Quarter is a neighborhood to ride through on my way to friends’ places in the Treme or Mid-City or on my way to the Marigny or Bywater for coffee and drinks. Continue reading
Pothole Repair at Magazine and Philip
Today was a good day on my bike. Yesterday felt a bit sluggish, and I felt a bit lazy. But today’s ride was one of those rides that make me feel like a little kid, racing along on my bicycle, skirt flying. Continue reading
Tall Grass at Rayne Memorial Church
I was out of town for a few days, in the beautiful Mississippi delta, where I didn’t bike. Or walk. Or do much of anything other than float aimlessly in a pool in the middle of nowhere. It was lovely, but I was happy to get back home and back to work. And back to my bike. Continue reading
Flowering Tree on Constance
I’ve been taking a few days to recover from my long birthday ride in the heat (as well as the wee bit of drinking I did that night), so I have just been riding Rhoda around on errands for the past couple of days. But that’s what bikes are for–transportation wherever you happen to need to go–so it works for me. Continue reading
Domino Sugar Refinery in Chalmette
I woke up to birthday phone calls and an empty day stretched out before me. Yes, it was time for a bike ride. I decided to take Jack out for a tour, wherever she chose to go. We rode down to the Bywater for lunch and the over to the Lower 9th to stop by Fats Domino’s house. Continue reading
Palm Tree at Harrah’s
I waited all day for midnight to roll around, because that meant it was my birthday, one of my very favorite days of the year, even if I do have to share it with my twin sister. Some people hate their birthdays, hate getting older, hate something, I don’t know what. Me? I love it. Continue reading
What I Saw Riding My Bike Around Today 