Of cars in various states of dis-repair mostly.
The thought occured to me yesterday that when I'm on the bike the smells don't trigger panic. In the car I'm always worried it is my car making the smell. Really no matter what car i'm in. Even new one. Brake, Belt, Oil, exhaust.
The smell of a cold gasoline car's exhaust. Volvos smell different than most cold, but randomly some others smell funny too. The VE-Pump style Diesels... Not to mention the whole random people with fireplaces/wood heat. Some really wonderful smelling BBQ flavored smoke, some acrid yucky smoke.
Lots of polite considerate drivers last night. Handful of waves, a few smiles. Not too many notably threatening drivers. And the eggs i picked up on the way home for making breakfast this morning survived my backpack.
Wasn't fun but wasn't terrible. No riding today, making breakfast. Maybe tomorrow.
Fired up the woodstove for the sleep over. Loaded it up at 11 or so with two large rounds of honey locust, still enough heat to keep the thermostatic blower going this morning and enough coals to fire right back up.
This room here is like a little cabin. wood stove, pine board panneling, big table. And food. And coffee. Going to need to extract more wood under the snow covered tarp. Maybe cut up some of the dry driftwood.
I wonder what that smoke will smell like when it is burning.
heddwch
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Saturday, February 28, 2015
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