It was a beautiful day last Thursday. I had spent the week up to that point working on my Race St project, and with a weekend of demolition coming up I thought I would take a day off to get back on my bike. I’ve been having a blast working up there, but it has put a severe dent in my running and biking. I decided to cruise down and snap a few shots of QCS (see yesterdays post) and just enjoy being out on the town.
I was out riding without music, which leaves my head a little clearer to think about stuff (namely, how the hell am I going to rebuild the interior of a house!!!). It was a good time for reflection…which I then started taking literally.
I cruised up into OTR from downtown, figuring the sun was right to get some shots of the detail on my new place.
Right up the street is Rookwood Pottery, who was hosting the first tapping of Christian Moerlein IPA.
At the end of Race St lies a pretty cool church, with an iconic hand pointed towards the sky.
I then rode back down to the riverfront to meet up with the Thursday Night Slow Ride, a member of which informed me they would be at The Banks in 5 minutes. I beat them there, and snapped some photos of Roebling Bridge during the painting.
This was right below the stairway from the bridge down to the street.
The Banks.
I found the group, and we actually rode through the painting tarps on the suspension bridge. It’s not the first time I’ve ridden across the bridge during construction.
We then cruised from Covington to Newport, and then back to Fountain Square. Oh yeah, and we found the Girls Gone Wild bus down by the Levee.
I know it’s a shitty picture, but it’s true. Life. Happens. Here. At least my life.
