Saturday was epic. Not only was I reminded how wonderful it was
to hang out in the parking lot before a Grateful Dead concert,
but the show was augmented by an awesomely perfect rainbow
(Thank you mother nature!) and fireworks (Thank you Great
America!). Unfortunately I'd forgotten my camera. Thank you Mark
for the picture from inside the stadium. Thank you Garland for
the above pictures! I decided to do better Sunday.
Sunday I was excited to go back and
spend some time in the show that happens when the deadheads get
together. I spent a couple of hours or so browsing the crowd. It
wasn't thick anywhere, but there were gaggles of people in many
shady corners. Most were happy to spend a minute or two listening
to a stranger. Around me I was constantly hearing people that
hadn't seen each other for years greeting like long lost brothers.
The time passed quickly.
Lots of people were taking pictures
with these signs in the background.
Then the Orange Julius bike showed
up with Mark at the helm. Grateful Dead music was coming out of
that sound system at a respectable volume. I'd be dancing to that
if I wasn't busy doing something else already.
Mark parked his system along the
same wall the KFOG booth was already parked by. That's where I got
my picture taken with Gerry Garcia. They were the main action on
Shakedown Street. The hubbub I remember from the '80s was mostly
gone. :-( Later Ed and Will showed up in new tie dye, so I know
there must have been some vending somewhere. I didn't find it.
Nobody bothered me about my sticker pushing, for whatever that's
worth.
For the next couple of hours it was
all about getting the back bike corral set up and filled with
bicycles.
Then it got slow. One of the
volunteers gave me this interesting article about the history of
The Dead to browse while we passed the time.
Every time another bike or two came
in we added them to the parked multitude. Business ebbed and
flowed. Sometimes we had to park half a dozen bikes that showed up
at the same time. Sometimes we had to wait for the next rider to
come in. Most of the time we didn't have to wait long. Lots of
conversation happened.
I browsed around looking for
stickers. Only a few of the bikes even had one that was
interesting. Above are pictures of those. Not long after that
Alison called to let us know that the other corral was now filled
with bikes, so she'd be sending the rest of those needing bike
parking down to us. I said "Send them on down, we've plenty of
room."
Saturday we hadn't started with a
big enough bike corral. We found out after they ran out of space
in the other bike parking lot. They started sending us swarms of
bicyclists looking for parking. We had to do surgery on the lot,
turning the barrier on the left side into another bike parking
rack to create enough places to put all the bikes. We didn't have
this problem again Sunday. Before we got there someone from Levis
had come out and expanded our corral to a good size. When they
stopped coming in maybe we had room for ten more bikes. Thank you
attentive management!
By this time people were getting
bikes occasionally, and it had been a while since the last time
someone parked. The sounds of the Grateful Dead were wafting off
the stadium. It was great until we had to turn on the generator to
power the lights. After that the sound of the generator drowned
out the music for me. In the end everybody got their bikes back.
We set another record for number of bikes parked in this lot, 104.
The previous record had been 98 bikes, set the previous day.
Before that it was something like 47 bikes, at an early fall 49er
game last year. So proud that the Dead Heads were the ones to set
a new MUCH HIGHER record for other acts to compete with.
That doesn't count these four
rickshaws or the two skateboards that we also parked inside the
tent.
There's always that guy who takes
much longer than everyone else to find the lot and get his bike
back. Five minutes after he had taken the last bike off our hands
we were done making people happy. We turned in the reports, signs,
banners and tip jar to Silicon Valley Bicycle Coalition. Then I
went home and listened to the rest of the concert on KFOG. I tuned
in about half way through the first set. I fell asleep before they
got around to broadcasting the encore. I can't remember another
time I got to hear the show right after it was over on the radio.
Not the whole show, because they left out the rather long breaks
between sets, but the rest of it was still on when I faded out,
somewhere between the middle of the second set and the encore. So
awesome!