When I woke up on Monday and realized that it was going to be 80, there
was no doubt that I was going to go on some type of epic bike ride. I was having a hard time deciding between two
places. Up along the Schuylkill River to
Conshohocken, or up along the Delaware River, I chose the latter. I figured it would make a great blog
post. Well not only did I take nearly
100 pictures and venture into areas that are not appropriate for a bike, Loretta
was feeling feisty. At one point her front wheel was doing something wacky so I
tried to fix it by taking it off and was having a hell of a time putting it
back on. Then she decided that a rock
along Rising Sun Ave. was too much for her back tire leaving me with a flat in
the burned-out, quasi-industrial neighborhood of Hunting Park. Now I do carry around a spare tube, air pump,
and tire levers for instances like this.
However, little did I know I needed a wrench for taking off the back
wheel. When that realization struck I had a momentary freak out. After pulling myself together and observing
that I was at the corner of 11th and Rising Sun I noted that I could
find the 23 bus on 12th St.
Well, 12th St. did not exist; in its place was a giant
intersection between Old York Rd, Germantown Ave. and Rising Sun. After another momentary fit of hysteria I asked
some scraggly looking car repairman if he knew how to fix a bike tire. He just stared at me. Then in the distance, off of Broad Street I
saw a tower with Temple University Hospital on it. I have never been happier in my life to see
an anchor institution. I bolted over
there like a white kid in Hunting Park, almost immediately caught a C bus, and
then walked my bike to Breakaway Bikes in Center City. Whew!
Miles
|
Minutes
|
Speed
|
Calories Burned
|
22.3
|
111
|
12.0
|
1,336
|
This ride was not only epic because of Loretta’s stubbornness but also because
of the places that I ended up biking through. It was absolutely beautiful out
when I started and then got really hot toward the end of the ride, 82 to be
exact. However, it is the height of spring here, every tree is in bloom which makes
for some amazing scenery. With the
beauty of the trees and the warmth I just kept biking and biking. If I didn’t get a flat I was intending on
biking to Fairmount Park and then back home, making my ride approximately 28
miles all together.
I’m not going to even going to attempt to explain everything I saw in
this post, mostly because I need to not spend hours on one post. Also I want to research some of the things I’ve
seen. It’s actually quite amazing how
many new areas of the city I cycled through.
I’ll give you some highlights though:
- I biked past the Race Street Pier, which they were busy constructing still. It’s really coming together.
- There IS a “public” bike/pedestrian path behind SugarHouse Casino.
- There is a park that is tucked between the port and some oil field a little further north
- The Frankford Creek is just plain nasty.
- There are a lot of cute neighborhoods that are in the lower northeast.
- Lastly, the industrial area near Hunting Park/Upper Kensington/Juniata is massive and fairly deserted.
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