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lurch12_2000
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I flew to Fla this past week and decided to pack my bags(really just an overstuffed backpack) and ride the bike 90 miles into Boston's Logan Airport. Always a challenge fighting daytime traffic through their downtown tunnels and even more interesting on a bike! Hot ride into the city but I brought extra gear just in case. Riding the bike has it's advantages, as the Central parking garage was full but the attendant gave me a wink and passed me through knowing I could "squeeze" my bike in somewhere, while turning the cars away to head for the faroff parking lots.
On the late night flight home I wondered if my bike would still be there or pilfered by the midnight bike bandits. Recognizing the Manhattan skyline way down below as the plane approached the northeast I watched the the big clouds ahead all aglow with a beautiful display of a lightning storm. Very intense but not great for my upcoming ride home. Got to the parking garage and found my bike intact but instead of 90 degree weather I left, it was 60 and foggy. Good thing for the extra riding gear and raingear.
I hit more traffic than expected after midnight coming out of Boston and along with the fog, mist and eventual rain, had an interesting 90 mile ride home. Got home at almost 2am after stopping for gas with only my feet (up to my ankles) wet and everything else nice and dry.
Now why didn't I just take my car, you asked? Because of the challenge and fun?...and you don't fall asleep at the wheel on a bike at 1am in the rain.
On the late night flight home I wondered if my bike would still be there or pilfered by the midnight bike bandits. Recognizing the Manhattan skyline way down below as the plane approached the northeast I watched the the big clouds ahead all aglow with a beautiful display of a lightning storm. Very intense but not great for my upcoming ride home. Got to the parking garage and found my bike intact but instead of 90 degree weather I left, it was 60 and foggy. Good thing for the extra riding gear and raingear.
I hit more traffic than expected after midnight coming out of Boston and along with the fog, mist and eventual rain, had an interesting 90 mile ride home. Got home at almost 2am after stopping for gas with only my feet (up to my ankles) wet and everything else nice and dry.
Now why didn't I just take my car, you asked? Because of the challenge and fun?...and you don't fall asleep at the wheel on a bike at 1am in the rain.