In July 2008, Tiff, Whitney (her cousin), and I rented bikes in San Francisco and rode across the Golden Gate bridge to Sausalito.
Yeah. No big deal. Just biking across the Golden Gate bridge.
First, I debated what kind of helmet fashion statement I wanted to make:
Then we set out into the mean streets of ‘Frisco.
Once on the open
road concrete, we had a few races…just because it seemed like the right thing to do.
And we stopped in the park to do a little tai chi and somersaulting (don’t ask – I have no explanation).
Then it was time to tackle the bridge.
I was too busy huffing and puffing against the breeze to stop for pictures. The traffic was loud, the other bikers were passing me right and left, and the view was spectacular.
Sausalito is a really cute little town.
We grabbed lunch and a ferry ride home.
There was no way my legs or booty were interested in pedaling back over the bridge. God bless the ferry.
The view was still spectacular.
It was a lovely adventure with two sweet girls. I was a tiny bit sore the next day though. The plane ride home that afternoon didn’t help, I’m sure.
And now I can say things like, “Oh yes, that reminds me of the time I biked across the Golden Gate bridge.”
Do you enjoy bike rides? Do you bike often in your everyday life, or do you reserve the bike seat for exciting travel moments as I do?