cycling light with a backpack.
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
I've decided to forgo my pannier and rack, for a while, in favor of a water-proof backpack. My nice, light, new bike doesn't deserve all that ungainly weight at the back!
Curiously, the lift bridge on Cherry street was up for a third time this week. That's still only three times in the 20 years since I first moved here, but the charm is beginning to wear off.
Happy Hallowe'en! I'm going to be the man in the yellow hat to The Girl's "Curious George".