It's been a beautiful day in New York. Sun-drenched azure sky with a brushstroke of clouds, seventy degrees, no humidity, maybe five miles-per-hour of breeze. The best riding day we've had in months. I wish I'd had my road bike and a few hours this morning instead of my foldie and responsibilities in the office.
I walked down to Pier One on the West Side at lunch and took a few pictures.
|This wreckage only looks ancient in these pictures. Close up,|
you can see metal that's probably vintage 1950s.
|Now there's a running/cycling path under the West Side Highway.|
It runs all the way up the west side. One of my favorite run routes!
|We think of the City as a finished product, but in reality, it's always|
under construction. I'd never appreciated just how much is always being
built until I lived here.
|Trump Tower and Pier 1.|
I hate giving that asshole Trump free publicity,
but this was the best shot of the day.