The wacky misadventures of the SF->Google/south-bay bike commuter gang
Monday, August 31, 2009
28/8 6:30 RRR?
I texted a few numbers around 6:00 saying the ride was on for 6:20
I rolled out of my house at the ungodly hour of 6:28. I thought I
might have spied a helmet but no, it was far too early for that I told
myself. I parked over at Martha's and after a little squabble with a
cabbie (who didn't understand the concept of parallel parking) a lone
rider appeared. He rolled on by saying he was trying to catch the
early group. I consoled myself thinking that Matt must have convinced
a person or two to head out at his proposed unsane time. Another 10
minutes or so brought Theo who said Ritual was devoid of sf2g peeps.
We went on a mission to catch the group pushing a solid 20-25MPH pace
past the Bayshore Caltrain station and around to the hotels. About
that time we noticed the helicopters in the sky and I explained my
disbelief in such things. Traffic was kinda heavy but slow as we
passed Amgen. We turned onto Gateway and the po-po were out in
force. Every driveway had police scowling at anyone who thought about
pulling in and the truckstops/coffee shops/gas station/IHOP parking
lots were full of people hanging out with their cars. We assumed dude
with a gun or bomb threat, how could we have known it was a leaky
Theo and I managed to avoid the poison gas cloud and continued our
pursuit through SFO and decided rather than ride the scraped pavement
section of fail we'd take the detour around along the lagoon and come
out better for it. Right around this time we also both caught sight
of the group of riders or an amazingly lifelike mirage of a group of
riders. We figured we'd cut em off and our hands would be much less
jarred than theirs before coyote point. Yeh, that was the plan until
on the last turn as we were about to leave the lagoon Theo went down
on a little patch of wet green stuff growing out of/on the sidewalk.
He seemed ok but need a few minutes to recover and we were on our way
again. We caught the group at the rest stop tho Matt was long gone.
the rest of the ride was at a much more chillaxed pace with no one to
chase down we settled into cruising speed calling out all poles extra
careful for the sake of Adam.
cars stopped on Gateway: