The Seattle adventure is not near done. I found old friends, as well as fall-in-lap employment, in Central. 1st Hill – an interesting, quirky area full of hospitals. Been riding a lot of pavement, both rough and smooth. Just there to observe, I got a chance to see the work handed down by dispatch at the ILWU Hall down near Pier 25/30 and this is the view around the port. Cranes and gangs. My friend, who is a hell of a cyclist, got the ‘hoot owl’ shift and was happy about it. We then had a beer and later went to Comedy Underground, and he starts work at butt early 0300. Silas has done a century on a track bike. That’s enough to gain my respect. Him and I have ridden all over Tucson together, and now we rip around Seattle.
The Oriental supermarket Uwajimaya has a lot of stuff, but most important to me, they have the sake selection of a daimyo. I share this image:
My ride lunch today was barbequed squid meat and fried puffs in front of the same place. It is, in fact, close to the stadium; on a Saturday the whole square mile is swarmed with fans. The Chinese fast food sells as fast as they can cook it. Salmon prices go up and down rapidly too, bottoming out around $6 a pound for wild Salmon.
Avenue Rainier is a busy bad road that passes under I-90, but I took one of the lanes for three loads of fence and post. Went back with the truck for lumber. I have an 8′ limit.
I go to places where the nails and screws are by the pound. Never Home Depot. I charge $70 an hour if the client insists on obtaining materials at Home Depot. Thankfully, this client hates the big box empire too.by