Yesterday was a real Monday. I got out the door a bit late, then 2/3 of the way there, realized that the tub of home-made yogurt I had made had popped its lid, overflowed the plastic bag I'd placed it in, and was dripping through my basket and down my fork. All I'm going to say about the rest of the ride is that yogurt soaked gloves don't insulate very well. A very busy day followed, culminating in issuing a set of drawings at 9:30 and a nice ride home on nearly deserted streets, followed by dinner of ginger snaps spread with home-made orange curd. YUM.
Having worked so late, I felt entitled to take a more leisurely ride in this morning, and took the opportunity to document my ride for the Utilitaire. Riding to work (actually a lot of the Utilitare things like riding to stores and restaurants) are such a normal part of my day that photographing and blogging them seems a bit, well, odd. I mean, would a driver blog about their drive into work? Existential doubts aside:
|Photo taken considerably after my commute time|
From here I turn onto a relatively lightly trafficked residential street which looks like this for about 6 long blocks (parking one side, two pretty wide lanes)
Right past where I drop off compost at Whole Foods, it turns into parking both sides, one car lane and one bike lane.
Then through the outskirts of MIT (Scientist's building immediately to my right). There's a theme to these photos and the theme is that I ride into the sun every morning. Sorry.
When bike commuting you see stuff like this, that you might miss in a car- like stuffed animals chained to truck liftgates.
Next I dodge cabs that can't be bothered to stay out of the bike lane (this area is scheduled for major reconstruction in the next year, including cab stands more separated from the bike lane).
The Longfellow, which is simultaneously a bit scary as cars go WAY too fast and beautiful, both for the historic architecture and details of the bridge:
|The (too) wide open road.|
|The Red Line carries 90,000 people across the bridge every day.|
|The towers are called the "Salt and Pepper Shakers|
and the panoramic views of Cambridge and Boston.
This is the dreaded "Pinch Point" at the bottom of the bridge.
The Medical Center (with gloved thumb in foreground)
Cambridge street: (also with thumb) it was COLD this morning, and I didn't want to take off both my gloves.
There's no good way around Cambridge street without climbing some serious (Beacon) hills, or dealing with the craziness of the Common. I would guess that 90% of bikers who live over the river and work downtown come in this way. If the promised cycletracks around the Common and up Charles street materialize, I might change my route though. The lights are timed in a way that slows traffic, and really there's probably barely enough traffic to need two lanes. I take the right lane pretty aggressively and generally don't get any hassles. 70% of the time (including this morning) the right lane is blocked in at least one place by an unloading truck, and I have to merge into the more heavily used left lane to get around. Felt really slow up the hill today and think I might need to top off my rear tire.
Was too busy riding through it to get photos of the government center part. Mostly this involves avoiding the double parked cars which are dropping off passengers. I like to be in the left lane anyway, because I merge left at the top of the plaza in order to turn left at the next intersection.
This part is smack in the middle of "ye olde" Boston. I pass the famous Parker House hotel (rolls anyone?) and old city hall, and the site of the first public school in Boston.
And the Old South Meetinghouse.
From here I pass the old Post Office- This is the worst area for obliviously jaywalking pedestrians. At least once a week, I'll be waiting at a light, and just as it turns to green three people will step directly into my path. I yell "heads up!" which I find nicely attention getting but reasonably polite and obviously not a swear word.
Do you recognize this intersection? Hint, it has 5 streets and an alley going into it.Unfortunately there's no cake, but there is a pretty good turkish salad bar/ mezze bar place off to the left of the statue.
And then I'm at my office:
One of the best things about my office is that the greenway is 50 feet away. Not so attractive on a chilly morning, but a great place to eat lunch in the summer.
The other great thing about my office is that I can bring my bike up and park it next to my cubicle.
The building management doesn't really want us to do it, but my cyclocross racing boss doesn't care and there's no on-site management, so the three of us who bike commute do it anyway.
So that's a normal morning commute. The evening one is reversed, but darker, at least this time of year. I take Harvard St inbound (morning) and Green street outbound (evening), but they're essentially equal.I take it for granted, but it's kind of interesting to see the range of urban environments I ride through every day. Boston is a great city, and sometimes I lose sight of the beauty and richness of the city in my focus on getting from point A to point B. So maybe it wasn't such a dorky idea to record the everyday after all.