rippy vs. the pleasant run trail pt. 3

The Twin-Aire zone got it's name from the drive in that was once there. There was also the Bowl-O-Mat, but it burned down.



On the left is the old gas company--it looks like some mad max stuff now all deserted. The giant water tower let's you know you've reached Keystone /Rural st..




Cross Prospect and keep going straight south until you get back to Pleasant run and the trail begins again. all of the confusing bits are done now--straight trail to Garfield!!

rippy vs. the pleasant run trail pt. 2

Okay, the entrance to the trail is a block west of emerson. You can also start up at Ellenberger park which is also a good place to park your ride if you are just making a loop. Garfield park if you are coming from south. first cool thing you come to after Howe is the Pennsylvania railroad bridge (pic. 1 +2). Beware broken glass under the bridge--kids can't help it--but it still blows!!'!

After the bridge--you cross the road and the next place you are is Christian park.(pic.3 +4) A little park more for football and baseball--picnics really. the next major crossroad is Sherman.

This is also where you go under another bridge and once again--Look for glass!! Watch the signs and cross at the light (it's easier).keep on the left and follow the sidewalk as it is a little confusing. You will see the trail signs when you get to the next light.
This stretch brings you to English and the Twin Aire zone.

rippy vs. the pleasant run trail (daytime edition)

Picture 1.The beginning of the trail and Pic. 2.the bridge over to Howe high school

Hey...I ride a bike. Haven't owned a car in 12 years. so should you. When you ride your bike you know crackheads live 2 blocks from you. You also know there is a fish fry somewhere around on ruckle st. Anyway as you will hear me proudly exclaim like a grown man "I AM FROM THE EASTSIDE". So my first bike bloggery is gonna be about the Pleasant Run trail that goes from Howe high school (E. Washington street and pleasant run blvd.) to Garfield park/Manual high school (Southern and Madison). Of course we will be coming from the eastside--a' doy dr. duh!

here is a link to a pdf of all the trails in indy and what will be trails in the future...
http://bgindy.com/dir/87/files/indy_bike_map.pdf

the eyes of chop suey

save room for pie!!

you say a lot of things
but you don't do that much
you say you love real hard
you shrivel at the touch
you say you know how i feel
but it don't stop you none
you say you'll be there
i just watch you run

it's not important anymore---but it still hurts
it was a meal of shit--not just desserts

you say you need to change
but you just mean me
you say the grass is greener
oh, say can you see
you say you've thought about it
but you just asked your friends
you say it's for the better
i say you're all pretend

it's not important anymore---but it still hurts
it was a meal of shit--not just desserts

you say that i'm just too much
but you're just not enough
you say a lot of things
i'll always call your bluff
you say you've always been honest
but not to yourself
you say you were an awesome partner?
looking for someone else?

it's not important anymore---but it still hurts
it was a meal of shit--not just desserts

know i don't.

somedays i wake up from adventure dreams tired and wanting to punch the world.
i knock down the morning wood and put on the i give a shit face...but i don't.
and if you really knew me you'd know i don't--we could probably tear some shit up.
but we haven't met--i'm just a dude on a train or a bus--a jerk in a line.
we've drank and smoked and yelled and laughed. we may have fucked.
doesn't mean shit unless the book is being read or wrote--other than that it's writing on a page.
i remember it--you don't--i am okay with that. i'll introduce myself again.
but i don't care. and if you knew me you'd know i don't care. not today.
not after a haunted school work prison dream with chasing.
remember this when you point and giggle. remember this when you ask me for help.
somedays i punch the world somedays it punches me.
i breathe air i don't want-- chew flesh that is burnt--i can't forgive or stop.
i don't look tired i am tired and the shields are up.....crash and burn.
you go on the bone pile with the other helping hands and the logic i don't need.
i really don't......and if you knew me you'd know i don't.