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Saw the sunrise during my morning commute across the Second Narrows Ironworkers Bridge. I waited for another cyclist to ride across the east bike path to capture his silhouette against the sun, but his silhouette was climbing very slowly. I missed the sunrise moment, and became too impatient to wait any longer. Post-sunrise, silhouetteless Good Morning . . . → Read More: Ascending I woke up Sunday, listening to rain drumming on our skylights. A wonderful Vancouver morning for Wedgwood’s New Brighton Cyclocross Race. Black skies, rain, gusty winds. Just across the bridge from home, easy ride to the start (wearing Goretex jacket, rain pants, and waterproof booties). The course was in a park nestled among some working docks . . . → Read More: New Brighton CycloCrosstastic Rested it by the Tumtum tree snicker-snack snicker-snack 2×9 Walt to Vassago the vorpal fork transtalled Twas brillig and the ding-ding toves All minsy were . . . → Read More: Commuterrificization of the frumious bandersnatch |
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