This was my first ride back from
that shoulder injury. I was glad to see my bike riding friends
again. Seemed like they were happy to see me to. It felt good.
The in thing seems to be triangular
pictures. I didn't ask for it, it just seems like that's the pose
they chose.
Wendy was also back from an injury.
She had cracked her skull at a ride not long after I hurt my
shoulder. She said now she wears a helmet when riding.
The guy with the silver speakers
on the boxes bracketing his rear wheel had a great sound system.
It added a lot of character to the ride to have his music to
follow.
For the brief period when we were
rolling down Castro St. we were the entertainment for those
around us.
This is the closest I got to a
picture of everybody. Andrew said he counted 56 of us, a new
record for Peninsula Bike Party! I'm thinking next time we
double in size we're going to have to start telling the cities
we ride through that we're coming so they don't get surprised.
We paused to watch the rest of the
sunset at Shoreline Park by the lake.
We paused briefly on the bike
bridge over the railroad tracks to watch a train go under us.
Those double yellow lines are the
lights coming out of the train's windows. It was going too fast
for my camera to catch any detail in the dark. The bicycles in
the next picture were moving MUCH slower.
By this time we were scattered
over too wide an area to catch the whole group in one picture.
Those at the front of the pack were probably already at the
regroup. We still had a bit of pedaling to do.
The suspension cables above us on
the Mary St. bridge give it a cathedral like quality. Not sure
how that mapped into the soul shine quality of the people imaged
here.
The bicycle music festival was a
topic of conversation for many. Those in the know would explain
that it's a 100% pedal powered event by and for bicyclists. A
very creative and interesting show with lots of participatory
qualities. For one thing, powering the music on the stage
requires a bank of volunteers pedaling generators. Several
people decided to go to it after hearing the story.
After leaving the Mary St. bridge
those who lived in San Jose and Santa Clara and other southbound
areas went their separate way. The rest of us carried on
northbound.
Rene and Dora met us at the end.
They were coming from a wedding where the champagne had flowed
freely. I'm told that they went with Andrew and some others to
do another bridge or two, but I missed that party.
If you want to ride with Peninsula
Bike Party next time we ride look for us on Facebook. That will
connect you with our group feed, and then you'll be in the know
about our next ride.