The first victory in my search for on
theme shots was this suite of bike bells. They were all squeeze toys,
but the squeal was loud enough to get attention. It was like somebody
had found a place that sold them and got one each for their party. I
found them just after the sun went down. I got distracted by things
like having some of Moya's jello shots, so it was a while before I was
taking more pictures.
The theme was "Under The Sea". It
wasn't one of the themes that grabbed the popular imagination in a big
way. Looking for participation resembled looking for a needle in a
I enjoyed finding this school of fish.
Sponge Bob Square Pants? What sea did
he crawl out of?
Lots of sharks in this sea!
After a while the stream of bikers
turned into a trickle, a clump every now and then followed by more and
longer gaps. I started using the time between partiers to meet the
woman I was birding with. Turns out that she is a local volunteer. She
just heard the commotion and came out to see what was going on. She got
caught up in the joy of bike party. She said she is going to join us in
our next ride.
She claimed tealy blue was close enough
to undersea that I should take their picture. I didn't argue. Lots of
sharks in this sea.
There was a big drama for the police on
the East Side of San Jose that night. Some sort of shooting and hostage
situation. What it meant for bike party was that we had to reroute
around the action zone at the last minute. I knew nothing about it
except that the ride went off the directions at one point. I just
followed and hoped for the best. It worked out great.
Dora and Nick "under C". At least that
sounds right... Maybe you have to be a silicon valley guy to really get
When I got back to the flea market
parking lot cars were streaming out, kicking up dust. For some reason
it reminded me of a tamer version of the exodus from burning man.
Me, I pedaled to the start from
downtown San Jose. I'm not taking a car to a bike party!
The burning man effect was emphasized
by the guys spinning beats and rapping from a table in the parking lot.
To get home would have taken me two
more hours of pedaling. I just wasn't looking forward to that. Luckily
Renee was up for doing a good deed. She gave Super Mike and I both
rides home. Thank you Renee for giving my bike and I a ride back to