None of what I tried to do today came remotely close to turning out, so how about this as abstract art. It's a version of the below -- before I fished out the remote from my bag. I have to say, this one's a lot more interesting with a little camera shake ...
And why was I taking a landscape photo from across the street and through a chain-link fence? Because that's the kind of day it's been.
THE PHOTO LEARNING PROCESS:
Getting acquainted with the tripod in 28 degree windchills, as I did this morning, is not a fun thing. Far too much time spent setting up, twisting, turning, tilting, tightening ... and then being unable to UNTIGHTEN because with part of the tripod, unbeknownst to me at the time, Lefty Loosey does not apply. How can that BE, when that's the only mechanical rule I ever learned?! And during this ordeal I was afraid to twist to the Right, because I didn't want it any more Tighty. So there I was, fingers completely numb from the cold, unable to twist the tripod all the way down and therefore unable to fit it in the pannier. So I had to stick it at medium length horizontally under my waist pack attached to my back, making me one wide and dangerous load as I rode along.
THE COMMUTE:
Very chilly and breezy this morning, made worse by time spent stopping and trying to do this photo thing. And I underdressed.
Then this evening. I'm going to have to do something about this upper Broadway matter. It's not going to be tolerable as an ongoing situtation.
It's my preference not to take the Greenway when it's dark. Because it's ... dark. With no lighting at all in some stretches, including areas where you really don't want to be stuck in the dark, particularly if you happen to get a flat or some such.
So that leaves Broadway as pretty much the only alternative. There is one particularly miserable stretch of Broadway, just about a half mile but it seems like eternity, from 181st to around Nagle. A very busy commercial area, and one in which double parking is the norm. On a fairly steep downhill. With lots of pedestrians. And trucks and buses and car service cars and cabs. None of which move about in anything resembling an orderly fashion. So it's one long downhill of dodging and burning (ha, get it?) and braking and swerving and door-avoiding and ... just one big nightmare.
I just can't face this night after night. I might do the Greenway in the dark after all. Or, um, Bennett. Yeah, the wrong way. Hey, others do it. What's a girl to do??
On top of all of that, I rode with my left foot unclipped for much of the journey. Reasons having to do with different cleat placement and new Lake winter riding shoes. Details later. Enough is enough for tonight.
Here's what the above scene looked like with the remote and no camera shake. Boring.
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