I was off work today and put in a 30 mile ride with DPV and his father who is visiting from Indiana. DPV's Dad used to race in the late 1960's early 1970's in northern California when he was in the Navy. We were on my Franken fixte, a Raliegh tourer and a single speed Cannondale mountain bike with the biggest comfiest tyres imaginable - We went up the River Lee - a river that ceased to be wild hundreds of years ago - it's more of a canal.
The ride is a study in how the very old and very new sometimes don't gel harmoniously. As you will see in the pictures, it's a pretty industrial route - but it's been industrial for hundreds of years.
Here's a link to some more background:
http://www.leevalley-online.co.uk/history.html
The first pictures are the views of sunny, lovely South Tottenham. The neighbourhood smelled of the burning of the passover bread from the large number of orthodox Hassidic Jews.
The ride is a study in how the very old and very new sometimes don't gel harmoniously. As you will see in the pictures, it's a pretty industrial route - but it's been industrial for hundreds of years.
Here's a link to some more background:
http://www.leevalley-online.co.uk/history.html
The first pictures are the views of sunny, lovely South Tottenham. The neighbourhood smelled of the burning of the passover bread from the large number of orthodox Hassidic Jews.