Showing posts with label turning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label turning. Show all posts
6 May 2012
27 December 2011
25 January 2011
Sending Signals
After thousands and thousands of photographs it really takes something special for me to choose a photograph to add to my mental favourites. This one, however, muscled right on in to the 'Best of' list. So cool, so classy, so elegant. Signaling a right turn with the utmost style.
This one, shortly after, is also quite lovely. Another right turn signal.
And here, for good measure, taken earlier in the day, a Copenhagener signalling that they're stopping.
27 October 2010
20 July 2010
30 April 2010
8 November 2009
Cinematic Sunday
I was thinking the other day about how to capture, photographically, the afternoon light on a cloudy Nordic day in winter. That strange, labourious light that slowly suffocates the day.
The temperature here is about 4 C. With the wind chill we're pushing -10 C.
It's a Friday afternoon and the streets are filled with life, despite the best efforts of the encroaching darkness.
Winter can do nothing to stem the desire of homo sapiens to converse.
Labels:
bicycling in winter,
turning,
zebra crossing
13 June 2009
Stop in the Name of Shop
Ah, the freedom of the bicycle. Riding along the safe, separated bike lanes in the rain she spotted something in a shop window that tickled her fancy. Hand up, coaster brake gently to a stop and in under 20 seconds she was inside the shop.
It's no secret that bicycle lanes are good for businesses anywhere. Not only are cyclists better shoppers according to studies, bicycle infrastructure also serves to increase property values and the profit margins of businesses along the routes and the streets are transformed into lovelier urban spaces, encouraging not only more bicycles but more pedestrians, too.
Labels:
bicycling in skirts and dresses,
hat,
rainyday,
shopping,
turning
11 May 2009
Monday Musings
It's funny... whenever I see a picture of a cool car in an advert or something, my brain will add the sound that I associate with such a car. If it's a Porsche, I can hear the smooth purring/whine of the tuned engine. The senses always work together to complete the big picture.
When I see a photo like this, of a Copenhagener riding a bicycle, my brain doesn't send audio signals. Instead, for some reason, I recieve olifactory sensations. I smell perfume. Or shampoo.
You'd understand if you rode around Copenhagen for a day. Bicycles are scented with fine perfume.
There's the whole The Five Cycling Senses series if your brain wants more input.
Another classic example of a Copenhagen signal. A vague wave of a couple of fingers.
Busy City Hall moment. It's tourist season, so the streets are filled with camera-toting visitors. Copenhagen is the world's third largest cruise ship port, so we get a whole slough of daytrippers content only with taking photos of the sights before heading back to their ship after 4 hours.
The other tourists, who spend more time, tend to blend in more on the urban landscape.
12 January 2009
Long Bridge Directions
Langebro [Long Bridge] Northbound. Afternoon. -5 C. Stiff headwind from the north - 10 metres per second. Lovely fur hat.
[Infrastructure note: the bike lane isn't segregated over the bridge. It's a drawbridge. But it's so lovely and wide.]
Langebro Southbound. Morning. -3 C. Stiff tailwind from the north - 14 metres per second. Lovely fur hat AND fur coat, which looks vintage. To the right is a Danish postal bicycle, fully laden.
Her backpack is a Swedish classic, a Fjällräven Kånken. Seen all over Scandinavia for the past 30 years, it has enjoyed a fashion revival over the past couple of years in Copenhagen.
Labels:
bicycles and furs,
bicycling in winter,
turning
4 November 2008
More Great Moments in Cycling
Copenhagener in pink heels is turning, using the unique Two-Finger Indicator.
Copenhagener, by night, is waiting for a red light. Photo by Lars.
Photographer/filmmaker snaps self-portrait in autumn sunlight and at speed.
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