You know that moment when you are riding along and suddenly, no matter what the surroundings, everything is perfect? Somehow the cadence is just right and the amount of effort is perfect and your balance is effortless. Moving feels so natural you just want to keep going because there is no doubt that this is what your body was meant to do. The wind touches your skin in just that way that turns your mind on to how amazing this moment is and you heart chimes in with "Yes!".
Today that moment occurred on Valencia between 24th and 25th streets. Where were you when that moment came to you?
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
It Is All A Rainbow
This weekend was Pride weekend in San Francisco (many other places, too). Like myself, the San Francisco Gay Pride Parade is 41 this year. I like to think we both are looking pretty good. And in both cases, bicycles have become a part of the celebration.
There was, of course, the leather boy biker. It wouldn't be Pride without the leather boy (or the naked biker guy, but I didn't get a good shot of him).
Jill brought her bubble machine to ensure that proper SF bicycle event etiquette was observed. She was not only with the SFBC contingent (didn't get any good shots of them, either. I was in a bad spot), she seemed to just ride along the sides of the route and keep spirits up. Not a bad gig.
For the last few years, the Parade has been changing. What was a call to keep people alive back in the 90's is now a call to just let people get on with the perfectly normal parts of life we all think we will participate in when we grow up- get married, have kids, have jobs... This year there were many groups marching to show that being gay does not mean you look that much different than anyone else.
Of course, we all look better on a bike! No matter how many Moms we have! Or Dads. We don't discriminate around here.
People showed up to watch the spectacle on their bikes. Some decided to ride in threes.
Others watched alone.
Úna and Declan got silly in the closed off street,
and Cameron marched with the Assemblywoman he is working for this summer!
Not a bad Pride Parade, in my book. I love my City.
There was, of course, the leather boy biker. It wouldn't be Pride without the leather boy (or the naked biker guy, but I didn't get a good shot of him).
Jill brought her bubble machine to ensure that proper SF bicycle event etiquette was observed. She was not only with the SFBC contingent (didn't get any good shots of them, either. I was in a bad spot), she seemed to just ride along the sides of the route and keep spirits up. Not a bad gig.
For the last few years, the Parade has been changing. What was a call to keep people alive back in the 90's is now a call to just let people get on with the perfectly normal parts of life we all think we will participate in when we grow up- get married, have kids, have jobs... This year there were many groups marching to show that being gay does not mean you look that much different than anyone else.
Of course, we all look better on a bike! No matter how many Moms we have! Or Dads. We don't discriminate around here.
People showed up to watch the spectacle on their bikes. Some decided to ride in threes.
Others watched alone.
Úna and Declan got silly in the closed off street,
and Cameron marched with the Assemblywoman he is working for this summer!
Not a bad Pride Parade, in my book. I love my City.
Monday, June 27, 2011
Monday Mail
From time to time, my friend Tony sends me things to put out there for your entertainment. He will be in Mexico for quite awhile, coming up soon, and I can't wait to see what he sends our way!
This is Tony most recently-
While adventuring closer to home, Tony came upon an image he felt was evocative of someone close to our hearts, here at the blog, and sent us a little email and some pictures... and here we are!
the other day (umm two weeks ago) I was visiting my friend in Oakland
and we had planned on heading on over to Brown Sugar Kitchen for some
yummy breakfast foods...but on Mondays apparently they are closed
(insert sad face here) and so now we were left to scramble for another
place to eat. But it just happens that my friend has a smarty pants
phone...so he whips it out and does a quick search for other near by
places with yummy eats...wait for it, done. And off we went.
Straight here, a right up there, whoops got lost, turn around, stop,
getting bearing straight again, got it, cross street and there we
were, in Lois The Pie Queens Restaurant. Great food and people by the
way. But the point of this story/email is to let you know that on the
way there I saw an awesome mural and I just wanted to share with you.
Thank you, Tony! Hope the pie was good! We all love a little reminder that life on a bicycle brings so much more to our eye than we ever expect.
This is Tony most recently-
While adventuring closer to home, Tony came upon an image he felt was evocative of someone close to our hearts, here at the blog, and sent us a little email and some pictures... and here we are!
the other day (umm two weeks ago) I was visiting my friend in Oakland
and we had planned on heading on over to Brown Sugar Kitchen for some
yummy breakfast foods...but on Mondays apparently they are closed
(insert sad face here) and so now we were left to scramble for another
place to eat. But it just happens that my friend has a smarty pants
phone...so he whips it out and does a quick search for other near by
places with yummy eats...wait for it, done. And off we went.
Straight here, a right up there, whoops got lost, turn around, stop,
getting bearing straight again, got it, cross street and there we
were, in Lois The Pie Queens Restaurant. Great food and people by the
way. But the point of this story/email is to let you know that on the
way there I saw an awesome mural and I just wanted to share with you.
Thank you, Tony! Hope the pie was good! We all love a little reminder that life on a bicycle brings so much more to our eye than we ever expect.
Friday, June 24, 2011
friday fun times: wheeee
i hope you all will be doing a lot of the below this upcoming weekend!! this was taken on one of the three days of summer we have before september/october (thus the shorts/tee).
happy friday y'all!!
peetchur by prawnpie
happy friday y'all!!
peetchur by prawnpie
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
The SF Stand
A truly San Francisco kind of posture- bag on back, one foot down. San Franciscans like to keep their stuff with them and be ready to jump. This combination is so ubiquitous I have to actively not shoot it.
Monday, June 20, 2011
Things Overheard ( With Limited Commentary)
No pictures, just some things I have overheard while riding with my family.
James to Una- This is no intersection to dally in.
Una in response to her father- I did not dally, nor did I frolic.
Me to Declan- There is a gas station. Should we stop and get some?
Declan- Mom! We don't need gas for bicycles.
Me- Oh, that's right. We can use apples and bananas. I forgot.
Declan- Or mangos! Or pineapples. Or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
Me- Or soup.
Declan- Or stew! Or hamburgers.....
30 minutes later we had covered escargot and asparagus and pumpkin pie and many other things. It was decided that people on bicycles had better options for fuel sources than the cars did.
Two people passing me in the bike lane
Person #1- I never know where to ride. In the door zone or next to traffic.
Person#2- Depends on how much time you have to heal.
It is a shame that those who ride in San Francisco have to think this way, but there it is.
Another pair in the bike lane
Person #1- You want to head to (some club I have never heard of)?
Person#2- No. My ass is on fire from this f'ing seat. Let's just go to Amnesia.
Perhaps she wanted to forget her ass?
Have you heard anything interesting as your fellow travelers pass you in the bike lane?
James to Una- This is no intersection to dally in.
Una in response to her father- I did not dally, nor did I frolic.
Me to Declan- There is a gas station. Should we stop and get some?
Declan- Mom! We don't need gas for bicycles.
Me- Oh, that's right. We can use apples and bananas. I forgot.
Declan- Or mangos! Or pineapples. Or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
Me- Or soup.
Declan- Or stew! Or hamburgers.....
30 minutes later we had covered escargot and asparagus and pumpkin pie and many other things. It was decided that people on bicycles had better options for fuel sources than the cars did.
Two people passing me in the bike lane
Person #1- I never know where to ride. In the door zone or next to traffic.
Person#2- Depends on how much time you have to heal.
It is a shame that those who ride in San Francisco have to think this way, but there it is.
Another pair in the bike lane
Person #1- You want to head to (some club I have never heard of)?
Person#2- No. My ass is on fire from this f'ing seat. Let's just go to Amnesia.
Perhaps she wanted to forget her ass?
Have you heard anything interesting as your fellow travelers pass you in the bike lane?
Saturday, June 18, 2011
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