Out on the line
When I was rambling around the more urban parts of Clackamas County this afternoon, I heard an Amtrak train whistling in the vicinity of Oregon City. So I sprinted (by my moderate definition; on cold days, it takes me a long time to warm up and I had not warmed up, so my “sprint” was more on the order of a 30kph stroll) over to the vicinity of the the Oregon City station to see if I could catch the train.
No luck. When I got there the signal south of the station was still lit red, but it turned itself off within a minute of me stopping and unwrapping the Pentax. But the station itself is kind of interesting from the track, and the extent of the persistant fogginess is pretty obvious here (it was supposed to defog by noon, but there was still fog at 15h30 in Oregon City, and there was still still fog in Happy Valley! at 16h30 when I was rolling up Sunnyside back towards home. I’m tired of the fog. It’s damp, and it’s cold, and, aside from traction issues, I’d rather ride my bicycle in the snow.)
Once again, I hope it’s less damp-n-cold-n-foggy tomorrow. I crave doughnuts, but I don’t want to ride out to get them, only to arrive home with a dozen sodden sugarsicles in tow (and it wouldn’t take that much to push the loop up over 100k, so I’d like to return via OR211 and the outbound leg of today’s trip – a 50km return isn’t that much longer than a 40km return, and non-sodden doughnuts wouldn’t care that they needed to sit another 30 minutes before being eaten up like little pancakes.)
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The fog, clammy, damp, and cold all being specified, does good things for the distant trees in the background.
Good sense of sweep and depth on the tracks, too; that looks like some of the GO stations except for the concertina wire on the fence. (They do that in BC, too. Never figured out why or got used to it.)
Snow here, after it started as nigh-sleet. It’s going to cycle above freezing tomorrow then back into the freezer and more snow, so traction is likely to prove highly entertaining.