So despite losing my bike this week. I had a great time with it last weekend.
Tweed Ride with Rickshaw Bag Works near the Dog Patch. The one day of the year where hearing or saying the word "Dapper" won't get you punched in the face. Made it out to chat with Rickshaw Bag Owner, Mark Dwight. First thing I notice about the gentlemen is that he's was all tweeded(so surprised that this is a word) out. Wearing his fancy tweed suit made from the same performance tweed from their bags! First thing he notices in the clustered of bikes is my Bleriot. Apparently he has an Atlantis that he use to ride down the coast. The bike that he rides now is a hand made bike he build, beautiful red everything. I love talking to people in the bike community because no matter who they are or how famous or successful they might be, both of you can still be awed in a beautiful fender line. The ride itself was very funny and interesting. Following Mark and his two boys the ride turns into a traffic circle where we rode around it a good number of times causing traffic on San Francisco streets. Believe it or not we get yells and screams about how "San Francisco streets are not a playground!" from Bus drivers and the like. All in good fun. First stop was to Asiento for free drinks and pictures. Sadly this is where I had to leave the party, I had another retirement party to head out to that night. But on my way back to BART I was greeted by Santa Con! Awesome way to finish a ride with thousands of people dressed up as Santa in front of city hall. Marin Headlands Back in San Francisco again. Riding with Amit. First time riding in San Francisco so I figure I would take him on a little tour. Found ourselves in Marin. To my dismay he told me that Detroit doesn't have any hills and so what does a good friend do? He takes his out of state friend on a "flat" ride of San Francisco. Amit did great though despite his grunting and walking he was a real trooper riding out with me. He learned the sacre art of riding down steps, bunny hopping dips and not getting hit by a car in the city. It's great because besides the contact on got with Amit on the forum and facebook, I never really got to talk to Amit face to face but when I did I noticed that He is tall man. Taller by standards of human comprehension or maybe it's just me being really short. I find it amazing that despite not really knowing people personally finishing a bike ride with someone you can feel like you've known each other for years. Cheers to good friends and good rides. In conclusion. I figured if I had to do one last ride with my Bleriot, then this weekend was a great goodbye weekend. Yes it is stolen. But worse things could have happened. I'm glad that I can still bike, and right now thats all that matters to me. Hopefully I can get it back but if I don't then in the wise words of Mr. Grant Petersen "it's a missing piece of metal and rubber and leather and cloth". Pictures Proved it happened: http://flic.kr/s/aHsjxj4BeP One Picture to Rule Them all: Amit riding up the "small" hill of Hawk Hill. http://flic.kr/p/aV6gpv - Manny " It was good times while it lasted" Acosta -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "RBW Owners Bunch" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected]. To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [email protected]. For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/rbw-owners-bunch?hl=en.
