One new-to-me challenge of Big City riding is getting over or under freeways. I-40, by running diagonally, tries to trick bikers into pointlessly crossing and re-crossing it. But I was able to outwit the interstate with the help of the city of Albuquerque's excellent bicycle map. The city also provides, in some places, these super-cool pedestrian/bike overpasses. The approach to this one is through a golf course. I always take along a book or two and stop for a long lunch-and-reading break. On Friday, it was a burrito and The History of the Peloponnesian War. I'm reading through the St. John's College reading list, and right now I'm going back and forth between Thucydides (the war book) and Plato. War is pretty boring compared with philosophy.
When I came out of the burrito shop, I interrupted two sweet rides exchanging pleasantries.
One of the reasons I went to the river was to check out a farm called Los Poblanos Organics, headquarters of a food co-op we just joined (thank you to our new friends, Summer and Oliver, who recommended it!). They bring us treasure boxes full of produce every other week.
Their driveway's very pretty, and that's as far as I got since I hadn't made an appointment. But when I volunteer for their work-on-the-farm-and-get-a-discount program, I bet they'll let me in then.
4 comments:
Jill,
Elena's dad lives in ABQ and volunteers at Los Poblanos, his name is Marty. He loves it, say hi if you see him...
Jill . . . Tell him you're a bicycle rider . . . he'll be soooo impressed. He rides around too!
Maybe he'll give you produce!!!
e.
Is that a '71 SS Chevelle or El Camino next to the blue bike outside the lunch shop? I can't see the back end, so you'll have to clue me in. I remember well my sweet '72 Chevelle (the last good year for that line of muscle cars). Her name was Bess. I even had personalized plates for her, EL CHEVL. The lady at the DMV office that issued them to me winked at me when I picked them up. I think she must've been fluent in Spanish. Or maybe she was just sweet on me??? Bess and I had many adventures together from high school to college. There were also lots of trips to the mechanic because she had her original stock 350 engine. I ended up selling her my sophomore year of college in the parking lot of WIMPEY's (We Intend More Profit Each Year) Pawn Shop on old Rte. 66 in downtown Victorville.
At any rate, I hope that picture is of a Chevelle.
Thanks for the stroll down memory lane.
Bernie
Bernie -- it was indeed a Chevelle, though I don't know what year.
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