Today I had only one place to go: a job interview. It was only 3.4 miles from home, so if I get the job, it will be an easy commute. I feel the interview went well, but then again, I've had that feeling and then it didn't work out, so I might have been reading the room wrong.

I decided at the last minute to ride there because the weather was iffy. We had heavy rain in the wee hours of the morning, and when I headed out, more rain looked possible. It was misting lightly. I took Citi Bike because that allows me to change my plan. If the weather gets severe, I can dock the bike and grab a bus or subway. I got there very hot, as I had worn too-warm clothes. The rain did not materialize.

After my interview, I decided to walk part of the way home. That gave me a chance to shoot some pictures.

Here on 11th Avenue, next to the Landmark Tavern, I saw what I thought was a big crane. I later learned that it was a concrete pump reaching into an otherwise inaccessible construction site.




This is the Hudson River Greenway which runs along the western edge of Manhattan from the southern tip to almost the northern tip. It's the most heavily used bike route in North America. Today it was pretty empty, but even in the worst weather, you will still see people here. Deliveristas need to make a living.

This greenway is one of my favorite features of the City these days. There is a lot of varied scenery and people watching. And there are virtually no traffic controls or crossings, so it's great for efficient moving.

The heliport (with its sign on the right) detracts from the experience because of the wind and toxic fumes it provides. There was a bill to ban helicopters because they offer such little value and so much pollution and noise, but the governor uses this heliport, so she vetoed the bill.





Here, along the Hudson River Greenway (which is almost always part of my commute), I saw fog on the river. In the foreground are two Canada geese in a weird dance. A few seconds after shooting this, I realized it was a mating dance. I had never seen Canada geese mating. He grabbed her head with his beak, stood on her back, and totally submerged her.

You can see a thin layer of fog on the river which seemed to be halfway between the banks. At this point, the river is about a mile wide, but the fog distorts the sense of distance.