What am I going to do with all this recycling?
I try to be somewhat environmental by recycling almost everything. The less that goes into the landfills the better.
My little entry way pantry was overflowing with recycling so I finally decided to tackle the growing mass of plastic containers and plastic bags.
I carried the two bags full of the recyclables and carried them to my bike. I secured the two big bags on the two racks with bungee cords and my cargo net and headed to the municipal recycling depot.
I’m sure it must have made for a funny sight with the two big plastic bags behind me….do you think that’s why the other riders didn’t wave to me last night?

When I arrived at the recycle yard, the gates were closed. The sign said NO DUMPING.

I pulled a u-turn on my bike and parked facing the way I wanted to leave. I wanted to make sure I had a fast getaway in case I got caught leaving stuff after hours.

I untied the two big bags and stashed the cords and net in the little storage compartment.
I carried the bags over to the big chain link fence topped with 3 rows of barbed wire. I thought that was bit overkill for what was in there.

I stood back enough to get good momentum and tossed the first bag over the fence. Then I tossed the second bag over the fence. I reasoned if I got caught I could tell them I was not dumping…I was tossing……

I then headed to a local home, hardware and automotive store so that I could purchase a new toaster oven. My last one caught fire and I had to toss it out. I got the oven and a new sauté pan and carried them back out to my bike.
A man in the car next to my bike kind of raised his eyebrows when he saw me go to the bike. He couldn’t perceive that a woman could ride what he thought was a huge bike. I complimented his car with the custom batwing doors and then proceeded to secure the big box that had the oven in it. He then came over and helped me with the box. Once I got the box and the pan secured, we said good bye and I made my way home with my cargo.
Tonight I had some plants hanging off the back of the sissy bar on my way home from work.
If I keep this up, I will never achieve a look of “cool”.

