Ronnie organized this mellow tourist ride around San Francisco with his girlfriend. Mike and Jill decided they wanted to do that to, so they made a facebook event for the ride. I saw that and decided to show up to. I'd missed the train on the previous evenings ride, so this was the only makeupish ride I could find. In the end there were something like a dozen of us. We gathered at the Ferry Building, where the weather was a bit chilly but otherwise nice.

To my eyes there was a nice view of the bay instead of a bright splotch. Guess my camera doesn't do that well with that contrast ratio or something like that.

Then we rolled out to the wave organ. That's an interesting sculpture that I need to go back to with a different kind of party some other time.

Next stop was between the Golden Gate and Ocean Beach.

     

Ronnie explained that we were going from there to the Legion of Honor, after which we'll do the butterlap glide challenge.

     

The butterlap challenge involves starting with just five pedal strokes at the top of the hill and then coasting as far as possible.

The butterlap challenge involves getting to the bottom of the hill with as much inertia as possible. I wasn't familiar with the road so I braked a lot more than I should have if I'd wanted to get a long coast at the bottom.

Nat was still rolling long after I'd given up, put my foot down, and pedaled from there. I decided to document his roll. Didn't see anyone else get that far.

      

That last ten feet it was hard to keep my ballance, and I had no inhibitions about pedaling there. It's a feat to roll that far that slow.

  

The other thing we saw that knocked my sox off was "the green wave". That's a street where the lights are timed so that bikes going twelve miles an hour never have to stop for a light. We move forward like a pulse of traffic on a computer bus. Unfortunately, I didn't take a picture of the sign. We rolled like five or six lights as part of that wave, and it was nice and oh so peaceful.

All those bikes were securely attached by something like four good locks and two extension cables. The cables were carefully laced through the frames and wheels so that everything valuable was made much harder to take. It worked fine, when we came out after eating everyting was still there. As the saying goes, alls well that ends well!