Grocery Run

Today I rode my trike pout to get groceries.  About 45-50 km all up,  the second half with panniers laden with groceries.  
It felt really sweet to be wearing a high viz to,  with matching flags and apart from one side who yelled an obscenity, people were extremely patient and respectful. 
I've been hoping to get into commuting for groceries for many months and there you go.   It was not easy, in fact it was quite hard,  but I did it. I did it largely without the support of anyone else.

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