Here's a closer look:
Well, I don't know crap about birds, but my best guess is it's a hawk. I am also no stranger to urban hawk photography, having captured this incredible image way back in 2010:
("I'll take that order to go.")
That is a red-tailed hawk snatching an unfortunate pigeon right off of Avenue A.
If only they'd do the same to all the first-year investment bankers who take over the neighborhood on weekends then we'd really be getting somewhere.
Also with regard to the aforementioned post, I apologize for not providing you with detailed ride stats, but you have to understand that I was not wearing my space-tastic futuristic Fred glasses:
I'll tell you right now that sunglasses won't replace my bike computer because I don't use a bike computer. I haven't used one in years, since it dawned on me that 90% of the time I know exactly where I am and how far I'm riding, so why do I need a computer to tell me something I already know? Plus, half the time they're either not picking up properly, or else the battery's dead, and then you're all annoyed over the non-functionality of something you didn't even need in the first place.
Of course, the glasses are much more reliable in this respect.
I got a chance to ride briefly with a late prototype version of the Everysight system last week around Boulder. Although the pair I used had some minor bugs (like dropping the connection to my HRM strap), I still came away impressed with the functionality and quality.
Wow. Space glasses dropping the connection to your heart rate monitor is the very definition of "Fred People Problems." It's also a very serious one, because if you don't know your exact heart rate for a few minutes then how will you know if you're tired?
They'll also tell you how hard the hill you're climbing is:
Riding uphill, I swiped forward to a climb screen, which displayed information like hill gradient. At the summit, a quick tap brought up a map that showed me my position on the descent, including upcoming switchbacks. That allowed me to essentially “see” farther down the road than I could unaided.
You just won the race right there.
By the way, here's the most Fred-tastic image you'll see all year:
("Calling planet Fredia, come in planet Fredia...")
Evidently the space glasses require you to take your hand off the bars, which is great news, because if there's one thing Freds need it's more ways to crash.
But don't worry, because it's not distracting or anything:
Was all this information distracting? Less than I had feared. The HUD focus is set to, more or less, infinite distance, so unless you’re looking at something very close to you, switching your view from the road to the HUD display is effortless and almost instantaneous; I never had a problem looking “past it” to see my surroundings, and it’s actually easier to use than looking down at a computer display. There’s also a mode that drops the HUD out of view entirely.
I don't doubt this, because if you're already tracking your mileage, wattage, climbing, heart rate, and everything else, then you're already at a complete remove from the beauty of your surroundings anyway, so there's no way to distract you any further. At this point Freds have clearly reached "peak distraction," so what's the difference if all that distraction is on their cockpits or on their face?
Best of all, you can use the space glasses to do live Strava racing:
What’s most interesting for cyclists is what a HUD system makes possible: everything from the ability to instantly snap a photo (and share it on social media) without even breaking your pedal stroke, to pacing a live Strava segment “race” against your PR or a KOM/QOM.
Here's a crazy idea: if you like racing, why not get a bunch of bike riders together, have them all ride together at the same time, and then see who's the fastest?
Nah, it'll never catch on.
Plus, I suppose Strava's indispensable at this point, because roadies have now become so insufferable that they can't stand each other's company for long enough to actually ride together.
Oh, sure, I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, "I'm hungry." You're also thinking, "This Biek Snot guy hates everything." Not true! In fact, I recently saw a Kickstarter for something I think is pretty damn impressive:
An Xtracycle you can take on a train or store in an apartment? What's not to like? Plus, as the video points out, it's "smart:"
How smart? Well, he's wearing a helme(n)t while sitting on a bike, which you should always do, because what happens if you get so caught up in the latest issue of Dwell that you fall over and bash your skull in?
Hey, all that open-plan kitchen porn can be very engrossing.
Of course, while his head is protected, his toes are dangerously exposed to the elements:
You don't want to wear open-toe shoes while operating a folding bike, because you're liable to get a digit caught in a hinge.
Additionally, the video claims the bike is useful for dating, though I'm inclined to disagree:
Then again, it seems to work for The King of Park Slope, so I should probably just keep my mouth shut:
("Hey ladies, wanna come to my brownstone and watch the Democratic debate?")
Speaking of life in New York City, it's safe to say at this point that "Vision Zero" is nothing more than a screensaver for those flashing highway signs, because our mayor is far more outraged by baseball plays than he is by runaway trucks killing mothers of five:
This is one of the many reasons I've been doing my best to "reverse commute" these days:
Where nature is the only thing that blocks the bike lane:
You know, as opposed to police cars, and photo shoots, and human bones:
Reports are coming in this morning about what are believed to be a pile of human bones found in the bike lane on the northwest corner of First Avenue and 13th Street.
East Village resident Nate Brown shared these photos from the scene, where the NYPD has now cordoned off the area...
Hey, that's not far from where I saw that hawk, so maybe they are preying on investment bankers.
Fortunately I didn't come across any human remains on this morning's "commute:"
Isn't that a lovely view? I only wishing I'd been wearing some Fred specs, because the only thing it's missing is some data:
Ah, that's better.
And while I may have avoided human bones, I did roll through dog feces:
I'll take dried pulverized human bones over this any day.
In fact, I'd be positively delighted to roll over and over the corpse of whoever didn't clean up after this fucking dog.
So I tried to spray it off with my water bottle, but that was a mistake, since all it really did was bring out the smell:
I guess you can't win.
I'll have to throw out the bike now.