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Basement Bike Parking in Brooklyn

Tonight I took L.’s bike back to A.’s apartment building in upper Park Slope.  Why does her bike live somewhere else?  Continue reading →

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Park Avenue and 35th Street

After getting some hard work done today, I rewarded myself with another ride around NYC.  This time I went over the Manhattan Bridge–far less ped/bike friendly than the Brooklyn or Williamsburg bridges, but emptier for that, and I enjoyed the solitude.  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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Salem Field and Cypress Hills Cemeteries in Brooklyn

I set out this afternoon to ride the bike to Coney Island.  My old friend S. promised it was a lovely and safe ride on the bike path along Ocean Parkway.  She was right.  Continue reading →

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Brooklyn and the Gowanus Canal

Today I took my first bike ride through Brooklyn.  I was nervous, riding a bike I’m not used to in a city I’ve never ridden in full of cars I don’t trust.  Continue reading →

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Storms Brewing Over Freret

I left my house this afternoon without a plastic bag to protect my things, including an incredibly rare thing–a hardcover book–that didn’t fit in my bag.   This is never a good idea in New Orleans in the summertime.  Continue reading →

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Egrets on the Mississippi River Levee

I treated myself to a ride along the Mississippi River levee today.  I love this ride because there are no cars so I can turn up my music–today, a jazz mix from WWOZ–and just book it.  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 →

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Future Trump Condos in the CBD

I was itching to ride my bike today in the lovely weather–overcast and a touch windy, humid and thick–and decided to head down to the CBD to run an errand or two.  Continue reading →

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Samuel Square Playspot

Today was another bittersweet bike ride as I rode to my good friend S.’s house to help him move.  I don’t want him leaving New Orleans, and will miss him terribly.  Continue reading →