Cool but not yet cold

 The early morning commutes are beginning to be chilly.  A medium jacket, hat and gloves are still good enough to keep the ride comfortable.  My commute is at the tail end of the rush hour which keeps the ride mostly civilized.  There has been no head banging with motorists and everyone is sharing the road and getting along.  Maybe we have forged an alliance finally. 

The ride begins off road along the salt marshes.  That stretch ends abruptly and soon enough I'm in the middle of construction. 

Once through the construction the commute crossed over the new boulevard into the historic district of New Bedford, Ma.   That's when the rider enters the time warp and finds himself back in the whaling days among all the 18th and 19th century buildings and Honda Accords.