On the morning of 042714 I took a half
hour to prepare for my ride downtown. I
had maps and other things as I rode my Surly through the park to Mojo which
didn’t open until moments after I arrived at 8.
I got word from my friend moments into my paper and coffee that he was
waiting at Embarcadero Station.
I got my Specialized out of the bike
station there for him and rode up Sutter to climbed Polk Street. We endured some irate motorists on our way
through Marina District. We went to the
Presidio and I took a photo of Yoda. We
rode slow and talked about girls and how cute Polk can be. That was when we investigated the new
infrastructure along Doyle
drive. I photographed the end of the
path on Lincoln. Below there I knew that
there had been some paths planned but was not certain what until I saw that it
was between Lincoln and Doyle and connected to Cowles.
Form there we took Storey and went under
the Toll Plaza. We looked at where the
goes below the Golden Gate Bridge. There
is a little bit of work going on there. From
there we climbed up on to the bridge and halfway we passed a lot of
cyclists. On the other side we descended
to Fort Baker and subsequently climbed to Alexander and East Avenue. Then we raced to Bridgeway.
We discussed Twitter and cycling
activism in Silicon Valley at Starbucks in Sausalito as well as and the mass
production of automobiles and bicycles.
From there we took Bridgeway and rode to the Saratoga Mill Valley sewage
plant. At the Blithdale crossing we got
split up because the light and the intersection isn’t very well organized. Then we rode to Lomita Street. We had been talking about television up to
this point. We climbed to Meadowsweet
and I got ahead of him on the way to Corte Madera where we got on the old rail
trail until Larkspur where we ate at a taqueria.
We talked about a lot of stuff, like
nuclear power, utilities and mining. We
rode to the slough and came back to the Larkspur overpasses. I took a lot of photos
while he explained behavioral economics.
We had been talking about progressivism and environmentalism.
We went and got on the ferry. The conversation wound down at this point and
when arrived at the ferry building we got the bikes and got off. I was tired as we walked to the station and
dropped my bikes off. We did a high five
and boarded different trains.
This is an occasional series chronicling my life.
This Notebook Analysis series is meant
to be contemporaneous piece developed as an agglomeration of my notebook pages.
In each of these posts I used my notes to develop my recent thoughts.
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