Rain, rain go away β˜”

It actually looks like the rain will pull away so I will be able to ride in, though it will return for the bulk of Saturday. Mixed in with snow too.

Did you see that for Good Friday ☦️ they are talking about more rain? Talk about the weatherman crucifing us all. It’s amazing how it can never rain on work days, but come the weekend, it rains and rains some more. Or at least threatens to rain. 🌧️ Or is windy, and cold. At least the fire risk is low, but you know my mind is all about having fire πŸ”₯ up in woods, pushing that melting plastic into the flames and smoking weed, laughing my brain out, as it’s been since January since the last time I did that. Back when Biden was still President and politics was slightly less nutty. πŸ€ͺ

Another rainy weekend ahead. 🚴 At least the rain stopped this morning so I can ride in, which is good because I have my Friday meeting downtown, and the shuttle runs at 1:15 PM but the meeting isn’t until 2:30 so if I take the take the shuttle it’s a while before the meeting begins. 🏒 Last night, I raced out of the office to beat the rain home, and indeed I made it home before the rain picked up, as I didn’t bring my rain coat to work. I probably should have taken the bus home 🚍 from downtown, but I wanteded to ride.  I was rushing though, and almost slammed into a turning car at the ghetto apartments on South Pearl, which is always the most dangerous place to ride πŸ’₯ Those welfare recieptents are the worse drivers, and they’re always turning on the bike path, that is when they don’t just abandoned their cars on the bike path.

Other then that it was a fairly ordinary Thursday, 🏒 relatively quiet in the office with several minor projects I was working on throughout the day, and some data cleaning work. Got home had dinner, fried up onions with cornmeal and broccoli, kneaded and left bread dough to rise overnight, bedded down around 7 PM as it was cold and I wanted hte warmth of the electric blanket and it was lights off by 8 PM. I finished up listening to Robert Evan’s Building Your Permaculture Property riding in yesterday, and now I’m listening to Matthew Evan’s Soil. One of the things I like about riding in it gives me a lot of time to listen to audio books. 🎧 I use my Bluetooth speaker. Didn’t sleep well last night, not sure why, β˜• I wasn’t abusing Caffine Pills or coffee yesterday, though I did have two cups of the office coffee that if it does anything to me, make me have to poop. πŸ’© I swear I spend half my day in office the bathroom pooping and peeing. Now if I could only compost all that humanure! Part of eating healthy with all that fiber and the coffee. πŸ’ͺ I don’t know why the coffee in office really makes me poop, the stuff at home isn’t all like that.

Old Route 8B in 1954

I was surprised to see that NY Route 8 and 30 followed Old Route 8B well into the 1950s, if not the 1960s before the modern alignment. I would have thought such a twisty road with sharp, dangerous curves would have been re-aligned in much earlier on.

The original road was built in 1915, according to bridge inspection reports (click on blue box to pull up the report). Before then, people used Gilmantown Road past Gilmantown Lake to get from Wells to Speculator, with the portion of NY 8 along the East Branch heading south to Wells, until the 1935 bridge was built between NY 30 and NY 8 over the Sacandaga River.

The current alignment was built in 1968 it would appear, based on the fact that the Scandaga River Bridge in Speculator was constructed that year and that looking at historical topographic maps from the mid-1960s still shows the old alignment.