This is how Tuesday morning's commute began. Decided on a route for extra mileage and wanted to know what it was like to ride a busy road. It rained the night before and besides the flattened slugs and earthworms on the road all I recall seeing on my ride to work was various forms of construction grafiti: CBYD, Call Before You Dig.
So, how does this work? Who do you call? The town? The phone company? The power company? And what would you tell them?
Hello, power company? I am standing on the side of the road calling you before I dig a whole. What? Where am I? I am right here, calling you before I start digging.Basically this is what went through my mind this morning while riding to work. I think I need to listen to some music while I ride otherwise I am going to go nuts!


The highest point, I thought would have been at the top of Castle Hill but it was actually the top of Great Hill. The best view, however, is from Castle Hill. I will try to remember to bring the camera on the next commute and show you what I mean. Riding with iPod on the way home was nice but for some reason, listening to New Order didn't quite provide me the type of tempo I was looking for because there was too much variation between the songs.

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