There’s a stretch of old railroad tracks
running through the bustling, lively area of Hyde Park just off the
Smith-Edwards Road exit. Businesses thrive among a quiet, upscale
residential area; children board buses for school. Just to the side of
the road, though — away from the life and hullabaloo — is something very
different. Something lifeless.
Danny Cross' article on cycling in Cincinnati ("No One Rides for Free," issue of Sept. 3) was passed to me today by a co-worker, and I read it with great interest. I took up cycling about eight years ago, and it's become a real passion.