Cycling the Tippetue track, it’s where this ride began and ended, isn’t excactly allowed. So I tend to walk the bike here, at least on the way up. It does happen though, occasionally, that I ride it on the way down but—and I know this isn’t a valid excuse—only if I’m very tired. I do … Continue reading Carry that thing
The distance between home and work isn’t great, far from it. Nevertheless, the short commute does offer some nice views every now and then. Continue reading Commute sightseeings
Mom: Where are you going?
Mom: But we are home. Continue reading Where are you going?