Circumstances required that 20 blue bags filled with recycling be moved from the Upper Prince division to the Prince division of the family compound early this evening.
As an important plank of my personal carbon mitigation effort is simply “take things I’d normally use a car for, and don’t,” this seemed like a perfect opportunity to strap the canoe to my bicycle and use it as a recycling scow. And that’s exactly what I did. Two trips did it.
Brother Mike generously provided video evidence of my efforts (technically I committed a “rolling stop” traffic violation, but I did use proper hand-signals, which should count for something, and I had flashing lights and a high viz vest on, which should count for a little more).
Also: Upper Prince Street, what’s with the crows!?