Despite just three days on two wheels (I’m actually headed to Devil’s River State Natural Area at the moment, where I plan to camp and kayak for a few days), I spotted some cool stuff while riding my bike around Austin this week.
I live in Allendale, not far from the intersection of Shoal Creek Boulevard and RM 2222, but I also bike from swim practice in Rollingwood to my office downtown. Plus, I wind up pedaling all over the city for interviews, meetings with friends, and just because I get distracted and can’t ever seem to manage to ride straight home. (All pics taken with my iPhone.)
Tuesday I wondered if Barton Springs Pool had reopened following recent flooding, so I stopped there on my way to work from Western Hills Athletic Club. The pool’s water level was back up to normal, and a couple of lap swimmers were chugging across its emerald expanse. (No skinny dippers when I peered through the fence.)
I detoured around the construction fences surrounding Eliza Springs and visited the playground (I’m still a kid!), where I checked out the old fire truck and discovered a dolphin suitable for climbing.
Another morning I detoured up onto the Pfluger Pedestrian Bridge. Looking north toward downtown, I felt like I was rolling into Oz.
One evening, I headed to a friend’s house in Tarrytown for dinner. On the north side of the Butler Trail, I paused to take pictures at that gorgeous cypress-lined section near the Texas Rowing Center.
From there, I chugged up the hill to Lake Austin Boulevard, where I stopped for a quick picture with the dog statue in front of Lake Austin Boulevard Animal Hospital.
When I posted that photo, I quickly learned that local artist Cheryl Latimer made the statue – plus the beloved cows in front of Phil’s Ice House and a lot of other brightly-colored, attitude-packed sculptures around our city. I contacted her, and she said “All I ever wanted was to make art that makes folks smile.”
On my way home from work on Wednesday, I happened past Whole Foods Market downtown. There, two clergy members from St. David’s Episcopal Church were manning an Ashes to Go station where motorists (and cyclists like me!) could stop to have holy ashes spread on their foreheads.
I can’t wait to find out what I discover next week…