On the White Line, In a Fog

It was really hard to get up this morning because the fog made it seem so much earlier. Granted, I usually get up well before sunrise, but this morning it seemed darker than usual. I was again riding with arm-warmers and a vest, and this morning there was the added attraction of a pretty thick fog. I was glad that I had gotten fresh batteries for my lights, and in fact I used them for the entire ride. There's always something kind of neat about riding in the fog. That is, once you manage to forget about the little matter of the car that might run over you at any moment. Luckily, my route on Hwy 421 has little traffic, and this morning it seemed even more quiet than usual. I could hear the water droplets falling through the forest on either side of the road, and when I was going slowly enough I could even hear the light click, click, click of my cadence sensor as the magnet in my pedal spindle opened and closed the circuit. By the time I was five miles down the road there were occasional droplets of water dripping from the front of my helmet and the fronts of my arm-warmers were white with mist. I stopped at the turn-around for a second just to listen to the quiet. There were dogs barking so far off that it was barely audible, but the only other sounds came from the birds. It's nice to hear nothing sometimes.

Tulane has officially said that a small group of people will be called back to work on Nov. 1, followed by another group on Nov. 15 and everyone else by Dec. 19 (which is about when Christmas holidays start, isn't it??). Anyway, it is good to hear that there are some dates now that people can plan on. They are also promising to make an announcement about housing for people who need it by Nov. 11. I suppose the Psychiatry office will linger here for a while before moving back into the Tidewater Building, which probably won't be ready for full-time occupancy until Nov 15 at best. I hope to begin spending a bit more time in New Orleans over the coming weeks, since I can do most of my work from home. We'll see.

So I'll be heading in to N.O. tomorrow after dropping The Wife off at the Baton Rouge airport for her trip to Toronto. She is going to freeze here butt off since she has no winter clothes with her, but I guess she'll end up buying a coat or something once she's there. I am hoping to be able to a couple of the group rides in the mornings, meet with the insurance adjuster, and continue the clean-up. There's a small tree that's leaning on my old garage out back that needs to get cut down, and I think I can handle that with my trusty little tree saw.