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Yesterday I woke up and just wanted to ride. The weather was beautiful. I knew that the forecast called for thunderstorms later in the afternoon but thought that if I could get out of the house by 8:30 (which I did) then I had a chance at a real challenge ride. I have been wanting to attempt a metric century for a while now and thought today could be the day. I was wrong. I got home with only 50 miles under my belt (half a century). Nevertheless, it was a hell of a ride and I can now say that I've ridden from my house in Washington Heights, to Coney Island, floated around in the ocean, and rode back home.
The ocean was cold but felt fantastic on my legs and after stretching in the water I soon found myself floating about on my back taking in the sights. Coney Island is so cheesy; I love it. Below is the route I took which I mapped on the ever so handy Runmeter iPhone app.
I made it all the way back to my hood and was only 10 blocks away when the sky opened up and just DUMPED rain. I got home completely soaked.
I snapped a few random pictures here and there along the ride with my iphone so here ya' go!
Arby
The 50 Mile Route I took:
My first stop was in Washington Square Park. I always refer to this arch as the Arch de Triumph:
The infamous Brooklyn bridge:
View looking north from the Brooklyn Bridge. That's the Manhattan Bridge which I rode across on my way back home:
More Brooklyn bridge; looking back into Manhattan:
I stopped at Patiserie (sp?... some frenchy type pastry shop) and scarfed down a delicious pear caramel turnover. While paying at the register I contemplated buying a hard boiled egg and noticed dried leaves stuck in my helmet from the last time I was mountainbiking:
The delicous caramel pear turnover:
Ahhh... finally... Coney Island. Russians, broken glass, super mayonaisy white people (like me) and tacky roller coasters:
I stripped down and started wading in the water, contemplating weather or not I wanted to fully commit to swimming or not. I haven't ridden with a soggy diaper (soaked chamois) since the last time I got caught in a storm:
The waves were pretty big actually. Around 3.5' to 5' on average:
Woah, Arby put your shirt back on man:
There's something about walking barefoot in the sand. It's cool and refreshing. ... and probably helps get rid of athlete's foot. If you have it:
I air dried on a bench while sea gulls swooped around overhead:
Some Coney Island tackiness:
The Wonder Wheel, which looked fun actually. Those little carts the people were in slid all over the place as the wheel spun:
This is the iconic ride of Coney Island. I forget what it was called but it does nothing now. I think it was some kind of parachute drop type ride:
Nathan's Hot Dogs. Classic:
Oh, another classic, The Cyclone. Wooden roller coaster. There is nothing more authentic than a splinter in the @ss:
When I was only 10 blocks away from home lightening cracked and the sky let loose with a storm of biblical proportions. I stopped into a restaurant and a waitress gave me a plastic bag for my precious iPhone.
Yesterday I woke up and just wanted to ride. The weather was beautiful. I knew that the forecast called for thunderstorms later in the afternoon but thought that if I could get out of the house by 8:30 (which I did) then I had a chance at a real challenge ride. I have been wanting to attempt a metric century for a while now and thought today could be the day. I was wrong. I got home with only 50 miles under my belt (half a century). Nevertheless, it was a hell of a ride and I can now say that I've ridden from my house in Washington Heights, to Coney Island, floated around in the ocean, and rode back home.
The ocean was cold but felt fantastic on my legs and after stretching in the water I soon found myself floating about on my back taking in the sights. Coney Island is so cheesy; I love it. Below is the route I took which I mapped on the ever so handy Runmeter iPhone app.
I made it all the way back to my hood and was only 10 blocks away when the sky opened up and just DUMPED rain. I got home completely soaked.
I snapped a few random pictures here and there along the ride with my iphone so here ya' go!
Arby
The 50 Mile Route I took:

My first stop was in Washington Square Park. I always refer to this arch as the Arch de Triumph:

The infamous Brooklyn bridge:

View looking north from the Brooklyn Bridge. That's the Manhattan Bridge which I rode across on my way back home:

More Brooklyn bridge; looking back into Manhattan:

I stopped at Patiserie (sp?... some frenchy type pastry shop) and scarfed down a delicious pear caramel turnover. While paying at the register I contemplated buying a hard boiled egg and noticed dried leaves stuck in my helmet from the last time I was mountainbiking:

The delicous caramel pear turnover:

Ahhh... finally... Coney Island. Russians, broken glass, super mayonaisy white people (like me) and tacky roller coasters:

I stripped down and started wading in the water, contemplating weather or not I wanted to fully commit to swimming or not. I haven't ridden with a soggy diaper (soaked chamois) since the last time I got caught in a storm:

The waves were pretty big actually. Around 3.5' to 5' on average:

Woah, Arby put your shirt back on man:

There's something about walking barefoot in the sand. It's cool and refreshing. ... and probably helps get rid of athlete's foot. If you have it:

I air dried on a bench while sea gulls swooped around overhead:

Some Coney Island tackiness:

The Wonder Wheel, which looked fun actually. Those little carts the people were in slid all over the place as the wheel spun:

This is the iconic ride of Coney Island. I forget what it was called but it does nothing now. I think it was some kind of parachute drop type ride:

Nathan's Hot Dogs. Classic:

Oh, another classic, The Cyclone. Wooden roller coaster. There is nothing more authentic than a splinter in the @ss:

When I was only 10 blocks away from home lightening cracked and the sky let loose with a storm of biblical proportions. I stopped into a restaurant and a waitress gave me a plastic bag for my precious iPhone.
