I have to admit, haven’t been riding this week. Too much frost & slippy rodes in the morning. I no longer accept falling down. But, still, I’m glad to see that at least somebody is riding.

Fog used to be pretty common here when I was a kid. I can remember lots of days walking to school and hearing the Pt. Atkinson fog horning going. This past week we’ve had a return to that kind of weather. I’ve even heard the fog horns once in a while (though they aren’t as prominent as they were years ago.

The strange part of all this is that, up on the north shore mountains, it’s sunny and warm. Heck, it’s down right hot. I was up there today and it was 18 degrees.

I don’t know if temperature inversions are really rarer now than they were 30 years ago but, man, it’s weird to get off at the top of the Grouse skyride and feel a wave of air 12 degrees warmer than down at the base.

So, I finally rode to work today. Bikeways were passable as Roland Tanglao suggested they would be but there was snow down the middle of them for their whole length and some intersections were still pretty sloppy.

Busy car-streets have been completely clear for days now. Why the city can’t run a plow down the bikeways to help us out is beyond me. So much for the supposed “priority” status of bikeways in this town.

My neighbour put these down on his sidewalk during the snow. They’re still there today.

I have no idea why.

Really.

Any conjectural suppositions are welcome.

This site started a long time ago with a long article that formed the basis of the previous site. I’ve finally converted it to a set of WordPress pages on this site here.