Orphaned Bicycles in Burlington

Walk to Boathouse

Why would a bike owner leave a bike chained to a bike rack. All over the city of Bulington, from Lake to wherever, bikes secured to racks are left to die, or be stripped for parts. Were they cars, the city would undoubtedly pick them up. Why not pick up the bikes and distribute them to people who need transportation and cannot afford to buy one?

Near Boathouse in Winter

Difficult to keep up with them. They have a life of their own. Some have distinguishing characteristics.

Cherry and the Battery
Near the Tracks behind Echo
Reinjured

Cannot even rest in peace. Somebody took the front wheel. Now it lies on its bars. Weathering well. May the person who took it, use it well.

Pebble Beach

Not so easy to pedal here. Off the bike path, halfway between Coast Guard and North Beach. But youdda thought the if the tripper stopped at the beach for a dip, he wouldda come back for the bike to make the return journey, yes? Also missing a back wheel. What does that mean?

Papa Neutrino’s Junk

Junk on the Shore

Papa Neutrino left Burlington on a makeshift raft with three dogs and three other people. The raft barely made it to Charlotte before winds, waves and the elements did his craft in. Leaving aside the danger he put rescuers in, not to mention his crew, and the equipment damaged during efforts to save him, he left garbage on the shore of Lake Champlain despoiling one of our most valuable and beloved assets. How ironic that those who authorized his boat as water worthy have to look from their station at his mess.

Shumlin and Welch and Leahy Leave The Scene

The election ended electioneering, for now, at least. Thanks be to God. How sad to live in a state where we need to select a governor every two years. I cannot wait. And the presidency, too. Oh, boy. I cannot wait. More nasty ads. More polls. More nailbiting. Oh, boy.

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