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Apr. 29th, 2006 12:18 pmLook! Flowers!

Nordic Yellow
Yep, I'm finally into April. The very beginning of April, but April. ^_^
Thursday's miles: 2.1
Friday's miles: 11.1
Miles out of Hobbiton: 760.6
Miles out of Rivendell: 300.8
Miles to Lothlórien: 165.6
I bought a bike rack yesterday. Yay, I can carry things that don't fit in my backpack now! It carries up to something stupid like 35kg, so I don't think I'll be wanting for weight limit. Size, maybe. but not weight. I also bought a bungee just to have handy. The only bad thing yesterday about biking was stopping to talk to somebody who was wearing a T-shirt of my lameass undergrad school - I was stunned by its presense, it turned out he was just wearing it as a gag and had never been there - when somebody whipped by me and cranked out, "I bet you don't do that in your car!" while racing off. Fuck off, asshat, this isn't a goddamn highway, it's a walking trail! (And no, we weren't blocking the trail. She just apparently didn't like having to, you know, pass me.) ATTENTION ASSHATS: THE BURKE-GILMAN TRAIL IS NOT AN INTERSTATE HIGHWAY. SOMETIMES PEOPLE WILL STOP TO TALK. GET OVER IT.
But despite that it was a good ride. I'm hoping I can get a wide tray or something for the rack so that maybe I could do things like buy plants and bring them home. That'd just be cool.
Paul's camera is a lot better at getting bird photos at the feeder than either of my old digitals:

Hungry Little Bird
The tree behind the feeder is all leafing out now, of course.

Nordic Yellow
Yep, I'm finally into April. The very beginning of April, but April. ^_^
Thursday's miles: 2.1
Friday's miles: 11.1
Miles out of Hobbiton: 760.6
Miles out of Rivendell: 300.8
Miles to Lothlórien: 165.6
I bought a bike rack yesterday. Yay, I can carry things that don't fit in my backpack now! It carries up to something stupid like 35kg, so I don't think I'll be wanting for weight limit. Size, maybe. but not weight. I also bought a bungee just to have handy. The only bad thing yesterday about biking was stopping to talk to somebody who was wearing a T-shirt of my lameass undergrad school - I was stunned by its presense, it turned out he was just wearing it as a gag and had never been there - when somebody whipped by me and cranked out, "I bet you don't do that in your car!" while racing off. Fuck off, asshat, this isn't a goddamn highway, it's a walking trail! (And no, we weren't blocking the trail. She just apparently didn't like having to, you know, pass me.) ATTENTION ASSHATS: THE BURKE-GILMAN TRAIL IS NOT AN INTERSTATE HIGHWAY. SOMETIMES PEOPLE WILL STOP TO TALK. GET OVER IT.
But despite that it was a good ride. I'm hoping I can get a wide tray or something for the rack so that maybe I could do things like buy plants and bring them home. That'd just be cool.
Paul's camera is a lot better at getting bird photos at the feeder than either of my old digitals:

Hungry Little Bird
The tree behind the feeder is all leafing out now, of course.