Last Saturday.
Today the fall finally got to wash away any hopes for a long Indian Summer, thus giving me a chance to address the nay sayers among (urban) cyclists, those who cry about wind, rain, a few hills, etc. Excuses masquerading the idea that people would have a patent on geographical and meteorological phenomenons (’Yeah, rain fall is much worse over here!’). Maybe you recognize it.
Anyhoo, this evening around 7 P.M. it got almost pitch dark, hinting me there was even an encore to today’s terrential downpour. Having had my head either buried in a pillow or my laptop screen, I figured it would be refreshing to open the window of my apartment on the 3rd floor (4th for US/UK viewers), the one facing the main street and sniff up some of that autumn oder.
It was nice. Ten seconds later I was back at the window with my camera. Doh…bike lanes with subjects! A few shots:
Yeah, dreadful, isn’t it? So forget the leisure times of spring and summer; the beautiful women in sexy attire, the happy kids in bakfietsen, the spontaneous braking at fun filled terraces, the feeling of utter freedom on two wheels, me shooting all of that…
Kidding! That will still be here. It will however be just a little more challenging for the newbie viewer to imagine. Me? I think things got a whole lot more interesting for this blog.
WHAT TO DO NOW?