The big hole in the East River bike path doesn't look all that much worse than it did last year. Rebuilding of the bulkhead are moving southward from near the RFK Bridge so maybe the path will get fixed before someone falls into the river.
Just when I thought I had finally burned off all the doughnut calories from Voodoo Doughnut I had to stop at Peter Pan in Greenpoint on Saturday. At least I was on a bike ride! I took the train down to Brooklyn Heights then rode back to Harlem via Brooklyn, Queens, and the Koch-Queensboro Bridge. Along the way I stopped to take a picture (well, four) of downtown from Brooklyn Heights and Midtown from Gantry Plaza State Park.
Peter Pan has the reputation for having some of the best donuts in the city. Tina Fey loves them, perhaps a bit too much. Unlike Voodoo, there's nothing trendy or hip about Peter Pan. Inside there is a take-out counter and a double-bowed counter where you can be served coffee and pastries by young Polish women who could care less about your existence. The chocolate glazed french crueller was outstanding.
There is a rumor, that I shall neither confirm or deny, that I also ate some donut holes from Dough at Smorgasburg in Williamsburg. Bicycling burns calories, people, and I was riding right by the market! I don't know about their regular donuts, which looked delicious, but the donut holes were way too greasy.
The reason for this particular trip, which was not to eat donuts, will be revealed later this week.
It was a year ago this weekend that I crashed my bike and broke my hand. A couple of weeks ago I thought it would be a good idea to return to the scene. As you can see it was an incredibly steep hill I was going down when I decided to brake at Allerton Ave and Tenbroeck St. After the crash I propped the bike and myself against that brick wall, which was the only shady spot around, checked for broken parts, took a few minutes to catch my breath, and called for an ambulance. The ambulance took me to Jacobi Medical Center, which wasn't too far away. Eight hours of waiting around later I was sent on my way home.
A month ago I complained about the giant holes in the bike path along the East River. Now for some good news! A short stretch of the bike path south of the 145th Street Bridge has been renovated and it is quite nice. The path is wide enough to accomodate bike traffic in two directions as well as pedestrians. There are attractive plantings, murals, and a couple of pull-off sections where you can take a break and enjoy the river without getting in anyone's way. Shockingly, as seen in the last photo the city even has opened up access to the river itself. The downside is that, hopefully temporarily, the path is only a dozen or so blocks long and is not easily accessible from the streets.
You know how you should never read a news article about something with which you're familiar, because you'll always find mistakes? Well, there was a story in the Times on Friday (that I didn't get around to reading until today) about cycling the Manhattan Waterfront Greenway. The story was actually pretty good except for one glaring omission. It made no mention of the fact that the bike way along the East River is quickly falling into the river. She does mention repairs being made in the East 70s but the gaping, unrepaired, holes are in the 90s and lower 100s. I don't know if the holes above are the same as those I photographed three years ago.
My pinkie finger isn't naturally that short! It only became so after a brief attempt at flight off my bicycle came to a sudden end yesterday morning. After a very long day at the Jacobi Medical Center, most of which was spent sitting in the waiting area, x-rays were taken, the bone was set, more x-rays were taken and I was sent home. With luck the bone will heal properly, but I was told this type of fracture more often than not requires surgery. For now, though, I'm quickly gaining speed on the one-handed typing.
Today was the 37th running of the Skyscraper Harlem Cycling Classic - New York City's oldest bicycle race. The criterium finished off a day of racing around Marcus Garvey Park, starting with children's races at noon. I got to the park too late to catch Biz Markie's performance and left too early to witness the 20 rider pile-up.
In between the race was intense. The pile-up doesn't surprise me. There was a lot of jostling in the pack and, with only inches between riders, little room for error.
Two riders from Germany pulled away from the pack very early on and dominated the entire race. When I left they were 32 seconds ahead of the field.
When I bring my bicycle along on a trip I like to check out the bike trails in the towns I stay in. In my extensive research into Wheeling's bike trails (i.e. googling 'bike trail wheeling') I found out that Wheeling has a trail that runs through a tunnel. A tunnel! Who can resist riding a bike through a tunnel?
There's two trails in Wheeling. I started out on the trail that paralleled the river then doubled back to find the one that led to the tunnel. The trails intersect somewhere but I missed the sign. Wheeling isn't very large so I just wandered around until I saw these road markings. Aha! The way to the tunnel.
To get to the tunnel you ride over the viaduct that crosses Wheeling Creek. The tunnel and viaduct were built in the 1850s to connect Wheeling to points east by rail. Both were designed by the same engineer who designed the Wheeling Suspension Bridge. The tunnel is only a few hundred feet long but it is a tunnel and that is all that mattered. I didn't realize it at the time, but there's an infamous cave next to the tunnel. (Actually if you want to know more about Wheeling you should just read Ryan's blog).
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