Starts: 9:00 AM from 23rd Street & First Avenue
Ends: 3:30 PM - St. George Terminal/Staten Island Ferry
Intended as a mid-week workout for A-SIGs. Cruising speed/degree of pacelining flexible. One food stop. Check the morning of the ride for status.
RSVP (It really helps me plan): soupstone-at-mindspring-dot-com
Notes:
1) Route will be NJ/Staten Island run to Manhattan with a return via ferry. Mostly flat with a few whopper hills. If weather looks iffy, I may substitute a Long Island route with better bail options.
2) NWS forecast: Mostly cloudy with a chance of rain and snow showers in the morning...Then partly cloudy in the afternoon. Highs in the upper 40s. West winds 10 to 20 mph. Chance of precipitation 30 percent.
Wednesday, 4/5 - A19/65 "Shadow Series - Week #6"
Mon, 04/03/2006 - 7:43am
Wed, 04/05/2006 - 4:37am
#1
The ride is ON.
Looks OK once we get past the first hour:
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Bring a 2nd tube plus clip-on fenders and lights if you have'em.
Wed, 04/05/2006 - 5:59pm
#2
dupe (nm)
Wed, 04/05/2006 - 6:04pm
#3
wrapup
"Nice for a while.
Missed the end of the morning rains. Sun out. Roads drying. So we headed up to GWB and south towards Bayonne. Then ... it snowed.
At first, it was kind of charming (""An April Snow ..."") but then it came in hard, wet and cold. Was in shorts at the time. Painful. So we stopped for at a large, mis-shapen, empty, but otherwise friendly pizza place on JFK Boulevard while we waited for it to blow over.
The tip off should have been the staff setting up racks of individual slices on paper plates ... and Mr. Roger's Neighborhood on the telly.
At first it was two ... then five ... then a dozen ... then over fifty public school age kids out on lunch swarming into the place, grabbing up the slices and raising the decibels to a threshold. We could only marvel at the transition and try to stop laughing.
The snow *appeared* to die down, so we headed out to secure some warmer gear at the local Modells in order to continue our journey. Unfortunately, Modells ain't Paragon (and they ain't cheap no more neither.)
With the onset of some discretion, we made a beeline for the NJ/NY Water Taxi -- just as the temps dropped again. Some numb miles later we got to the Port Imperial. Once on the Manhattan side, we split up and I headed south.
Sun came out just as I got home. [The typical ending for a story like this. ]"
