Month: May 2009

My adven­tures with the 23 con­tin­ue. Last week I essen­tial­ly raced it home every day. Three con­sec­u­tive days I passed it at the cor­ner of Carnegie and Ontario and caught up with it on the oth­er side of the bridge. I’ve got no pseu­do-math to throw at this exper­i­ment, but my gut tells me that, at least on the return trip, it is a wash deter­min­ing which is faster: my bike or the bus.

The bus always gets to the cor­ner of Clark and Scran­ton about a minute before me, but I’d have to walk home from there so the bike makes up for that. Sim­i­lar­ly, I’d have to walk to the bus stop on Ontario by Pub­lic Square to catch the 23, which means that I’d have to wait for the one after the one I’ve been rac­ing since I can’t walk twelve blocks as quick­ly as I can ride them.

I know for sure that my morn­ing com­mute is faster than the 23, since I don’t have to make all of those ear­ly morn­ing stops to pick folks up. I know that no one cares, even I don’t, real­ly.