Here are some images I captured on my way to work this morning. The SuperStella is in the shop (day twelve, and more on that later) so I've been hoofing it. I've missed bipedaling. It reminds me of Boston, where I used to walk to work most days.
South Lake Union, where I work, and Capitol Hill, where I now live, are separated by the interstate and 578 stairs. On foot, the stairs are the only direct route I've found. The way down isn't so bad, but... let's just say I've been bumming rides home quite a bit.
The land remembers.
Room with a view.
So. Many. Stairs.
The view during an attempt to catch my breath mid-climb.
Collonade Park, in the shadows of I5. Very H.G. Wells.
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