Cycling in Sydney Australia
This was the view from Iron Cove Bridge tonight as I rode home. Very pretty. And on the other side of the bridge the light was glinting off the buildings in the distance, burnishing them with gold. All rather spectacular. (I took a picture of the buildings too, but it came out less well).
Of course, the motorists driving by in their cars missed all of this; all they can see is a monotonous concrete barrier and the lines of cars in front of them stretching through interminable traffic lights. I love the way cycling actually connects you with the city; fast enough that you can get about to different places but slow enough that you can stop and stare. Seeing a city through a windscreen is an anonymous, souless experience.
In other news, the cops have been out on Pyrmont Bridge again. I got a another ticket for you-know-what from different cops (not the bike squad), and just like the last time they were very apologetic, and told me 'they had been told to do it'. When a policeman apologises to you because he has to give you a ticket, well, something is wrong somewhere. Then, the other night, I saw them again (the bike squad guys). I pulled up right next to them, but they ignored me. Perhaps they have finally given up!