Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Back to work

That it now seems colder than it was in New York is a sign that I've adjusted to my return to the west side, packing NYC back in the realm of exotic, far away places.

Dangling from the basket of a messenger bike in Manhattan

I saw the Catherine Opie exhibit at the Gugenheim museum. She is tightt.

Now I'm back to job at the bike shop and I can't complain.


Fast Boots, a.k.a. "Blondie" doing a backwards, no handed track stand on VI's bike:

blondie aka fastboots

Friday, December 12, 2008

Running through traffic in New York

Before I had a chance to borrow a bike and ride in New York I'd gotten so antsy walking everywhere that one afternoon I just took off and started running down the middle of the street in an effort to make it to a meeting with a friend on time:

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

New York Messengers

Come in more varieties than their SF cousins. And they never roll up their right pant leg.

There are guys that get around on public transportation:


Many bikes have front baskets. Plus there is an entire subsection of messengers who just deliver food. I heard the money's not that bad.



Most use the diesel chain to lock up:


Over the course of my visit, I tried to imagine working in this city. I think I would have enjoyed it, though the cold might be an issue.

new york bike messengers

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

New York Messengers

They're different than San Francisco messengers. On the whole they are older and ride shittier more practical bikes. There is also this sort of world weariness about them.

I hope to take some pictures and post them later.

Manhattan is as overwhelming as ever. I love this city.