is this the last entry?

Did the POO ride last two weeks. A week ago it was great, three flat tires aside - a double pinch and another front pinch - pretty unheard of. But after that I was back on and going for it. Stayed with Deuce in the lead pack and some grumpy guy who told me after I caught him if I didn't pull I should go to the fucking back. Gentle folk of the Port Ride.

But yesterday was rough. Didn't have it at all. Still love it though.

Will be doing the Quake City Rumble Alleycat this weekend: http://www.facebook.com/#!/quakecityrumble?ref=ts

Then putting on another alleycat: The RadMassaker II!!! To the four of you that still are aware of this blog, do come: http://radmassakeralleycat.blogspot.com/

skitched in Walnut Creek again

Barted out to Walnut Creek to visit a friend in the hospital - bike crash. Skitched all the way there and back on Ygnacio Valley rd. People in Walnut Creek must have been confused.

Love skitching in Walnut Creek.

2010

Not riding until it stops raining.

Trashing my body and my garbage can

About two weeks ago I crashed on a routine ride before work in the Berkeley hills. The road was wet and as I came out of a turn, my front wheel slipped out. I slid across the road, painting it red with my elbow.



A nice woman who saw me on the ground drove me to the ER in her Mercedes which I bled all over. I had to get eight stitches in my elbow and and about ten in my lower lip which looked (and tasted) like raw hamburger. And some other scratches here and there.

Blake took this the day of. He was riding with me but about 30 seconds back because he'd stopped to talk to guys coming off a cross trail. When he rolled up, he thought I'd been hit by one of the cars on the scene.



I bought a new trash can and have to throw out the old one. I'd gradually covered it with visitor stickers from my messenger days. Everyday I'd stick on what was left in my pocket. It will be sad to toss it but these things always are.

Lately I've been seriously considering going back to messengering part time. I miss it.

tandem skitch up Steiner

After work today I had to ride up Steiner. Blondie said he'd come along. As he turned onto Steiner from Fillmore I heard him yell "card board pirates, cardboard pirates!". (The pirates are the dudes that stop by the shop in trucks, top heavy with their catch, to pick up bike boxes and other cardboard we've left in front, playing their part in the retail eco-system. )

photo taken from Brian_Brooks on flickr. actual SF cardboard pirate.

Instinctively I looked back towards the shop expecting to see some after-hours piracy but he kept yelling. When I looked ahead I saw him sprinting up to one of their vast ships.

Long story short, we both ended up epicly skitching all the way up Steiner hanging onto the same cardboard truck. You should have seen it. I thought about taking a picture, but didn't want to die.

Keep Tahoe Blue

I rode around Lake Tahoe last weekend with Blake and Oliver. Towards the end I started yelling at them to get a photo of me skitching something. Thanks guys.







Very good times.