Jumping the fence

Act as if, apologize after

There is a bridge over the harbour between my small town (Dartmouth) and the small town on the other side (Halifax).

I used to cross this bridge daily with my bicycle. At the time it was illegal to ride on the bridge. The sidewalk was narrow. There was no room for bikes.

Recently, I rode my bike across this bridge for the first time.

For years, I fantasized about how wonderful it would be to carry my speed down the slope of this suspension bridge.

I wasn’t disappointed. The experience was grand.

Coming home was a different story.

When they built the bicycle lane, they built it with some silly limits.

Back then?

Most of the people who crossed the bridge daily with bikes were members of the military. If riding or jogging to work, they were allowed to show up in civilian clothes. Otherwise, they would have to wear their uniforms. This policy was in place to encourage physical activity and fitness.

With this in mind, the bike lane goes along the bridge and ends at the entrance to the naval base.

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