Last night I was riding home after a tour of the endangered Pharmacy and Birchmount bike lanes. Riding into a powerful headwind west from Warden, I was crashing over all the cracks and bumps on Kingston without much thought. Just west of Victoria Park, a woman in an SUV stopped to let me know I “lost a bunch of cards back there.”
I stopped to check, and sure enough, all but one of my new business cards were missing from my pannier. They must have jarred loose over one of the many bumps in the road and scattered in the wind. Fortunately I only had about a dozen of them in the first place.
I retraced my route all the way back to Warden, but I never found where the cards had gone missing. So a bunch of my business cards are out there, floating on the breeze somewhere in the Upper Beach.
If you are here because you found one of them, say hi! And I’m sorry for accidentally littering your neighbourhood.