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January 30, 2007
sunrise 
There is something so very lovely about biking in the early morning. Certainly, a huge part of it has to be the lack of humanity.
This morning, I left the house a little before 7. The sunrise was just beginning to lighten the sky.
This morning, I said hello to all pedestrians and bicyclists. The pedestrians almost all said hello. Drug dealers are especially cordial. Bicyclists, eh, not so much.
By the time I got to the Steel Bridge, the sky was the color of a robins egg, and the river looked incredible, with its currents of lazy ripples and mirror-still sections. Ducks and geese were leisurely coasting, and the city was golden in the morning light.
There's stuff like this that brings me so much pleasure in biking. If I were on the bus, crossing the river is just a geographic marking: I'm closer to work. But on the bicycle, it's an element that I interact with. The breezes, or should I say winds, that drive south through the river valley. Feeling the chill from the water. Watching the currents.
To my tremendous pleasure, I was in my building at 7:20, and back at my desk after a shower at 8:00. A shower. How humane!
Posted at January 30, 2007
Comments
Hi,
My boyfriend found your website and forwarded it to me. He seemed to think we would click if we ever met on Tri-met, and after reading this message, I agree. I love Portland. I grew up in St.Helens and after a detour with a bad man through the Bay Area, I am back in the city where I belong. Thanks for your cheerful note, I needed it today. The owners of my apartment are converting the building to condos, and I am losing my beloved home. I keep telling myself that my happiness today is not dependant upon this modest apartment, but in part it is.
Cheers!
Nina
Posted by: Nina at February 1, 2007 1:49 PM
Great blog. Found you off CRN. I love biking in the morning. Fantastic.
Posted by: Jason at February 9, 2007 8:17 AM