|One more Wall Cycle to Ocotillo freeway pot, I think|
moving through this space makes my heart race
Because I feel connected,
knowing the place,
being in it.
Feeling without looking.
Understanding without considering.
Both what and who's around that corner,
and what their name is,
the intersection of their story with the arc of my own bicycle plot line, here.
I remember those who were here before,
also look ahead: to future VNSA book sale rides down Oak.
Got to work on the neighborhood proprioception, sometimes.
|One tap, or two punches? A slow push, or a vigorous pop?|
Inspired by a recent comment by ectogestator on my post about a former(?) Phoenix Crosstown Bike Route going down Oak and Encanto, I rode the Flatland Commuter to check out a portion of it. The verdict: Oak/Encanto is a mighty bike route, with much to recommend it.
|Soda fountain, future destination|
|Wait, another canvas duck bicycle bag made in Nelson, England? Well, yeah!|
|Arizona State Fairgrounds, site of the yearly VNSA booksale, right off the Encanto bike route. It is my destiny.|
Not a lot of traffic except crossing the sevens and Central. Real life. Real people. Stand to push the fixed gear up and over the freeway pedestrian overpass ramp. Switchback with no dabs? Nah. But next time, with books loaded up in a black duck canvas bag.