this piece is for my bloggy chums who may be interested in the commuting part of my cycling life.
you know, the ride that gets me to work (and later on gets me home).
wha . . . whatimeisit? ohmannnnnnnit'stimetogetup!!!
it's a school day.
the morning begins with coffee - always coffee!!
two mugs of joy juice are good for me.
which mug to choose? i have six.
each has been carried over a great distance.
mostly from the black dog pottery in kingston.
i'll bike great distances to have some of marc's handiwork!
because he's my favourite potter!!
this one usually wins!
toast, bagel, either way with butter and peanut butter or jam
or sometimes cream cheese.
some days i cook an egg in butter.
i take a slow walk through the land of blogs and try to answer as many comments as i can on my own blog
before scanning the manchester guardian online, bbc online, wired, lost at e minor, and dgm.
next up is to find my lunch in the fridge where i
tucked it away the night before
(i always make my own and i used to make all my kid's lunches but
now they prefer the autonomy of creating their own),
my macbook, my dayplans, and anything i might need for the day
get stuffed in my panniers.
kisses and hugs and love to everyone.
it's really hard for me to leave my family.
i've never grown out of that as people said i would
when my children were very little.
in the garage now.
which bike to ride?
this one gets me there in twenty minutes but carries nothing .
hmmmm gotta take the panniers today.
i've got a lot of stuff!!!
better take this one instead.
down the street.
across and through the long shadows.
in fact, i'm just a shadow of myself at this time of day . . .
to the top of cherryhill.
i get a really nice view of the city from here
but today it's a bit hazy
with the early morning mist spreading from the river across the city.
but there's a sharp right at the bottom
and some days i can take it without braking.
other days i feel my mortality and slow down.
it's all intuitive.
i trust the moment.
a kilometre or so later.
to the top of lansdowne hill.
again, i can usually see across the city from here but it's a hazy early morning.
still travelling east. down lansdowne hill.
wayyy down lansdowne hill.
what goes down must come back -
at the end of the day -
with a load of marking, a laptop,
maybe some beers from the shop tucked
away in my panniers!
these hills are true tests of character!)
through fastfood alley.
which despite its more nightmarish features
does have a really good eighteen hole mini golf course
that ranks high on my personal fave list.
i've played mini golf in scotland, wales, england, holland, germany,
several of the united states,
and of course at many lovely courses here in ontario.
a few kilometres later
i take the bridge
over the otonabee river.
turn right and go south down river road.
so named because just behind those houses at the right
is the otonabee river i just crossed.
these lucky people have gorgeous back property
that unfolds right to the river!!!
here i am!!!
otonabee valley public school.
i've had the privilege and joy of teaching here since 1991.
thanks for coming along!