I went North to meet-up with some friends from Pier 96, then we went up to Edgewater to have a picnic lunch. I was very lucky to snag a bottle of wine from the deli before we left. They still flaunt the liquor laws when you get out on the fringes in NYC, and 12th Avenue is the fringes...
The river is still filthy from the Hurricane. It looks like chocolate milk, worse than it is even in the spring after the snow melts.
We had a nice relaxing lunch, and I wanted to just lie down for a snooze. These guys were cooking up some kind of crazy soup the whole time we were there. They were very old-school, just a blackened pot, a bunch of driftwood, and all kinds of meat and vegetables, but they did have a corkscrew, so that was really good for us.
After lunch we went across the river then up the Harlem against the tide to catch some friends on a circumnavigation around Manhattan. We found them a few miles in, and had a nice ride with the current back downtown.
I was pretty pooped by the end of the day, and I gave my shoulder a good work out. It continues to get better and better.
We saw a nice sunset, but its clearly not the South Pacific any more...
Soup makes good food.