Today started off with horn honks (beeps?) from a pair of motorcyclists driving west on Guadalupe. I still have a problem describing the noise -- does a motorcycle honk? geese honk and there were two of the bikes, like two geese, I guess. Beep? That seems too benign when considering the deep rumble of the bike engines. Blast? Nah, that would be an air horn on a semi - way too much. I don't know -- there has to be an apt description -- I'll work on it.
Bus ride was super normal. Newspaper guy was in place, regular driver at the wheel. Bicycle guy got on, full of greeting. It was business as usual. More regulars got on and some irregulars and there was chatting and general early morning bus activity. I feel better when we get a good number of riders and the mild ear clutter of small conversations. Almost like you could put it in your pocket and keep it for awhile.The picture of the day is a Harley-Davidson bike, in memory of the way the transportation day began. Don't know if the bikes on Guadalupe were Harleys, but figure I'd do them the honor of declaring them so. Even a Honda Goldwing would be proud to be exalted to Harley status.
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