| 6.24.2006 |
| 5 Portland Bridges |
Laziness built up today, the last of my vacation. Patrick ditched me to hang out with Jen so I was on the laptop from the time Felecia left at 2:30 for work doing important business (masturbation). After two beers I finally pried myself off the couch for a bike ride. It was hard getting started but after cruising down Everett the cool rushing air seduced me into going faster and faster, and in that half retarted conversation I conduct with myself while riding we decided I should ride over all the downtown bridges.
The rest is all details that one could probably skip. Suffice to say it was fun and exhausting.
I first rode east over the Steel Bridge on the lower deck; down the Eastbank with a nice wind at my back, the best part of the trip; up the curl to the Hawthorne [picture from Portland Ground]; north through Tom 's park to Natio Parkway as fast as I could go. At this point I forgot there's no easy access to the Broadway from Natio so I took the crazy orange stairs; two ridiculous flytes.
I went south a block or two on Interstate Ave and down the ramp at the east side of the Burnside Bridge and back on the East Bank. Getting on the Morrison to head west tested my brain and I ended up riding on the road to get through a maze of ramps. One last time on the west-side park and back over the Steel. In an exhasted haze rode toward the Lloyd Center above 84 until NE 11th where I took a right and glided downhill past a very aromatic bakery, some cool graffiti, and stern, institutional Benson Polytecnic. Finnally found Burnside which I took to Old Town. I got off the bike in the North Park Blocks feeling weak and dehyrated. The only fountain is for dogs. I called Felecia to make plans for beers after work to keep the world turning and very slowly pedelled back up Glisan. Damn, that took a lot of caleries |
posted by Bridger @ 10:38 PM  |
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biking, hiking, running off this sloppy beer gut through industrial deserts of inner Portland and water-gouged, ferned Cascade canyons.
this blog is not meant to be true, useful, spellchecked, relevant; just honest in it's summation, if not in it's details. |
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