(Apr 1, 2014 - Lunch time commute to home)
Decided to ride home for lunch. The typically busy Old Airport Road is quite empty. A rider on moped zips past me making full use of the empty stretch. But this road is moon-like, filled with craters! He is about 10’ away and I see him dipping into one. Ouch. Lucky he did not fall. As I cross him, he stops to check. Tyre punctured. So much for the careless bravado. And I ride mindfully, palms light on the handlebars, the craters massage me. Ah I love cycling!