Some things I had forgotten about that I’m surprisingly happy to experience again: The incredible brightness of a city covered in snow at night. Frozen slush chunks dropped from cars in the road – you get to aim for them. My rear derailleur sticking, and leaving me with a 3 speed. Skid slides for a block or more; left, right, left. I’m a kid again in my last days here. Being a New England boy, walking up and down icy hills comes natural. Yesterday I ran down town and found most of the sidewalks still packed down and icy. I have yet to see a plow truck or a salt/gravel truck. The neighborhoods have long car tire tracks of solid ice. It’s magnificent. I had to do one more ride down rainier and come back up through the patchy white path through a park. My last ride in Seattle. I think I’ve drank in this place heartily, and, alas, hope to return.
The next photo I post will most likely have a cactus in it.by