Did you follow me?
I turned off the GPS app because I met a friend and had a meal at the spot where the GPS trail was interrupted.
As you saw while following me, I got back on my unicycle and returned home.
In Korea, there are many Korean weigelas (Weigela florida), but I don’t see any Deutzia gracilis around.
Here’s a terrible photo of me riding.
I tried to snap my reflection in the window, but the result speaks for itself.
beautiful, riding around headless is quite the achievement. 
That‘s one massive handle!
Yeah was also wondering if handle bars would still work better?
"This is the handlebar I love the most.
Nice idea to wind a plastic tube around the bar. And no signs of an UPD 
I simply don’t UPD… 
That is a PVC hose used for aquariums. It is inexpensive.
No sign of UPD? Yeah… that’s on me. I’ve been lazy. No excuses.
Took a 29 mile/46 km ride along the Schuylkill River, part of the route I took in the fall for my “ride your age”. I’d seen this trailhead last September and passed it up because I was riding for distance, but today was a good opportunity to look past all of the poison ivy and see where it went!
It leads to a dilapidated bridge. This side of the bridge was just odd - it’s clearly a bridge built on top of another bridge…
… but the other side? Hmm. Time to turn around, despite the continued trail on the other side. I’m not that curious.
Most of the rest was enjoyable - a trip to Manayunk for some ice cream
A ride back with a history lesson
A cobblestone road that they gated off on the trail, and created a stub of paved trail next to it for whatever reason (they meet up just around the bend)
The Shawmont train station, which was supposed to be renovated and re-opened by “Summer 2023”, and is obviously now abandoned (not surprising given the financial state of our local public transportation company)
Some wildlife
And a trip through wonderful Norristown, Pennsylvania. Such lovely sights as the homeless encampment that has once again had everyone evicted without solving the underlying problem, so the homeless are just in other bits of shade around nearby buildings
The waste treatment plant (aka “stink run”)
And the same public transportation company, where a train on the elevated platform (where all the people are standing) ran in to the end-of-track barriers a couple months ago, injuring a few passengers
… you might be able to tell it’s not my favorite place.
you can ask @raven along with you next time, but she prolly lives on the other side of Pennsylvania.
Nice pics and nice weather. 46km is a long ride.
@raven and I are about 130 miles / 209 km apart. It would be a much longer ride 
Yeah and think of how many pictures you can take over a distance of 130 miles. Unicyclist.com won’t have the space for that anyways
I’m not unitographer for nothin’, that might turn in to a full gallery show 
At least I know I’m not the only unicyclist in PA.
I took out the my new 26” nimbus around the park for its first actual ride. I’m borrowing the 114mm cranks from one of my 20”s to try to get a feel for what length I want to redrill the 150mm venture 2s that came on the 26er. 114s did pretty good sprinting across grassy fields and up some hills in the dark. They seemed reasonably fast too. I’ll try some 125s on it tomorrow and see how I like those. I’m imagining I’ll drill a hole somewhere between 90-100mm and then a longer one between 114-125.
My first half century with the G36! I rode out to Walden Pond, then back along the Charles. It rained a whole lot, and I saw a turtle!
I was so captivated by the beautifully blooming cactus flowers that I couldn’t go outside for three days. But today, I made a big decision to leave the cactus behind and go out for a while.
As I was riding along Jangwolpyeong Stream, my knees felt so cool that I looked down—and oh no, I had forgotten to wear my knee pads.
Now that I’m older, when I fall and get hurt, the wounds don’t heal as easily, so I always wear knee pads when I ride.
Today, the pedal pins look unusually long and intimidating.
The rice fields have already been planted, and somehow they look peaceful.
This is Ilsan Bridge.
The fishing boats at Janghang Port feel familiar and heartwarming.
The daisy fleabane greets me.
A boxthorn with a name that’s hard to remember.
The pretty golden coreopsis.
It’s so hot that I stick my head under the faucet and gulp down tap water.
I try to wash away today’s fatigue with a bowl of buckwheat noodles.
That happend to me some times too. Usually I noticed it when I came home. It frightens me afterwards.
