Yesterday I made a decision a motorcycle commute to Brooklyn was so as, although a pre-ride inspection revealed that the messy winter had rendered my derailleur all sticky, which I set about remedying through considered utility of WD-40 adopted by a few of Dumonde‘s most interesting:

The stiff and arthritic appendage was again to full articulation very quickly.
As for this stiff and arthritic bike owner, he might have carried out with out the Hudson Greenway detour at a hundred and twenty fifth Avenue, which sends you up that climb just below the Riverside Drive Viaduct:

As soon as downtown I left the greenway a bit sooner than typical to pattern the post-congestion pricing site visitors state of affairs, and it’s now mild sufficient to journey down the center of 2nd Avenue and take images throughout the morning rush hour:

This has imparted a sense of somnolescence upon the streets which some have claimed is unhealthy for enterprise, however I doubt that is the case, since when you’re ever pushed by way of Manhattan the very last thing you wish to do is pull over and run into the shop. I’d have popped into the No Ho Juice Bar & Deli to ask how issues are doing in there, however alas, I didn’t have time:

Anyway, if something’s hurting their backside line it’s their discriminatory anti-ho coverage.
Whereas the quiet streets are little question a web constructive, they do carry among the metropolis’s extra colourful eccentrics and itinerants into sharper reduction, reminiscent of this gentleman who was transporting a big amount of beer through Citi Bike:

Clutching tenaciously on the pallet of Presidente which threatened to topple from the bike’s entrance rack at any second, he ranted angrily while executing a collection of reckless maneuvers that had me completely satisfied I used to be about to witness him getting killed by one of many metropolis’s remaining vehicles:

It’s actually attainable he did ultimately find yourself expiring in a pool of beer foam surrounded by hissing cans, but when so it occurred after we parted methods.
As for me, I quickly arrived on the Manhattan Bridge, and gently alighted upon Brooklyn like a bit of down from a molting goose’s ass wafting on a heat breeze:
Right here’s the trail over which I traveled:

I had enterprise in Queens that night, so as an alternative heading straight residence I had event to journey among the Nice Hipster Silk Route:

Within the years since I dubbed it thus, it has solely turn out to be extra exuberantly gentrified, and on the raised part by the Brooklyn Navy Yards car site visitors and the human- and e-powered wheeled miscellany folks consult with as “multimodal” transportation have attained one thing resembling parity:
Should you look carefully on the picture of the Manhattan Bridge a number of images again, you’ll discover a barge underneath it. Ultimately these vessels have to cross underneath drawbridges, which , once they open, afford you and your fellow riders (in addition to the riders of gas-powered motor scooters who proceed to infiltrate the bike lanes) ample time to mirror:

However what goes up should come down, at which level it’s “Gents, begin your engines:”
Although the fireman did make good use of the downtime by unwrapping and consuming an ice cream bar:

The FDNY is aware of the best way to stay cool underneath strain.
Because the night wore on and it obtained late I opted to forego using the remainder of the best way residence, and as an alternative opted to finish my journey by rail:

Generally it’s higher to give up when you’re forward.












