Below is a tail feather from a Cooper’s hawk that I found laying in the roadway while biking from work yesterday evening on 4th Street through Hancock Park. I stopped, picked it up, put it in my backpack and went on my way. In doing so, I violated the Migratory Bird Treaty Act of 1918, …
Warning: horn tooting imminent Well I missed that by a mile — or 1,500 of them — didn’t I? Not even two weeks into the sixth month of the year and last night I rolled past my goal of 3,000 bicycling miles for 2008. Officially the new goal is to be at 5280 miles (because …
Just as there are songs like Prodigy’s “Firestarter” and Wall of Voodoo’s “Ring of Fire” that I can’t listen to while biking because they make me ride punkass angry almost to the point of where I’m looking for a fight, there are also songs that calm me without fail. The late and great Eva Cassidy’s …
On the windowsill in the kitchen I’ve been keeping one ripening passion fruit pulled from the side of the Ballona Creek Bikeway and a bowl full of loquat seeds from the fruits I’ve eaten off the portion of the neighbor’s tree that hangs in our yard and wondering what the hell was I going to …
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Are cyclists increasingly becoming non compos mentis? I ask this because there’s been some reaaaaallllly thick-headed trash talk this weekend about the unreasonable costs ($39) attached to riding in the annual LA County Bike Coalition River Ride — one I’ve not only done three times as a participant/LACBC member, but also this past three years …
Thirteen days after planting the sunflower seeds provided me as part of my participation in the Great Sunflower Project, I finally watered me some seedlings instead of bare soil! Woo-hoo!
While carrying my bike around a closed gate on Elysian Park Road during the beginning part of another awesome edition of last night’s RIDE-Arc ride, in the darkness I somehow managed to spy something scurrying along the ground out from under my feet and my first thought was I’d disrupted some poor lizard’s evening. Never …
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