That’s Little Nellie parked across the Mount Vernon Trail in the foreground. The Memorial Bridge is in the backgorund. In between is the Potomac River. It is not supposed to be there. Little Nellie is brave. Little Nellie is proud. Little Nellie is not stupid. We took the high road (or grass) to the right.
Once we cleared the deluge we made our way into DC. I cut under the 14th Street Bridge on Ohio Drive to avoid the car traffic on Independence Avenue. Neither Little Nellie nor I are afraid, but we don’t like waiting at traffic lights and dealing with late-for-work policy wonks driving their commute mobiles.
As we came onto Ohio Drive we once again encountered the deluge, this time under the 14th Street Bridge. We knew not to ride through this one when we saw police cars driving up on the sidewalk to the left. After this, it was clear sailing (sorry) all the way to work. The evening commute was uneventful as the waters had receded. The commute turned out to be 14 1/2 miles, pretty much half my normal commuting distance, not including portages.
