Trip to the Big City

I punched out shortly after 5 p.m. today, got on my bike and started pedalling across the Arcata Bottoms.



I took this self portrait of my shadow while riding. Then I bumped up the contrast in Photoshop. As you can see, I was riding one of those old-timey bikes with a giant front wheel.



Next thing I knew, I was in the Big City. It was all very strange and overwhelming for me being that I'm just a simple country boy. I saw hookers and winos and all sorts of interesting people. The restaurant above reminds me of an old Talking Heads album cover.



Jim Dunn's is closed. I had a drink there back in the late 1980s. Interesting clientele. No matter how much I drank, I couldn't stay buzzed because I was scared that someone would stick a knife in my back.



Cool building, different angle.



This is the oldest structure on the waterfront and some people want to save it. They're nuts.



On the way home I noticed this old garage in the Bottoms. I like the wood.