By the time we were ready some of our party arrived outside my apartment. Our bags were overflowing. I got the team to take Elgin to The Wiggle. We made good time to Eighth and Fulton where we met our ride host but we were still 15 minutes later than planned.
We stopped at our host’s place and then we to stop at Anza and 14th for a flat. However the rest of the way to Golden Gate Bridge was great. Some motorcyclists gave us a thumbs up and aside from a group of snotty roadies the bridge was oddly pleasant.
I asked the ride host to lead until the far side but left him behind as I went to the Sausalito sewage plant where we took in the wind. We all had a good time then. After that we went through Sausalito stopping at Mike’s bikes and Sycamore Street where the ride’s hostess met us.
I timed my crossing of Blythedale well. I got ahead of everyone at horse hill and our host had trouble following because he usually goes down to the freeway from there. Instead we took Meadow Sweet and crossed at Mount Tamalpais Boulevard.
Initially the plan was to take Miller but I asked to go use Lucky street because it is wider.
We stopped at New Wheel where I got a bell and filled my tires. The mechanic said hi again and the clerk was really nice. We went to the brewery then and I just got the boys chicken strips on top of my salad. I also bought a kilt lifter.
After that I followed our ride host to Francisco Road and waited for the others while she went ahead to meet her others in our party.
The six of us crossed the Richmond San Rafael bridge here and my electric cargo bike allowed me to pass everyone and even some of the riders ahead of us. However when I got to the top of the first towered section I decided to sit with the boys for a moment and ask them how they were. After that I started heading towards Richmond and let the party catch up to me.
From there our host went to go find the rest of the part at the campsite and I took the boys to Point Richmond with two of our party to go shopping. Both of my boys were very displeased over our diversion. At the grocery I got good things for the kids.
The ride to the Terminal Four campsite was OK but the groceries were impeding my petals. One of my boys was very good at helping me. We enjoyed the ride. There were old railroad tracks.
The site was much different than I had imagined. Our party gained some member’s and others departed by automobile. The good news was that we had received some bikes for my boys and they had a playmate now. I tried to set up my tent but the turnaround was tough. After that we all went to the barbecue place. The trail was actually pretty straightforward. We parked at ordering was a little bit harder though. We got some beer and the meal turned out to be OK. I didn’t eat much.
Unfortunately, one of my boys scraped his hand and fell apart. The whole entire meal was very tense because he continued to scream at me. I had to hold him in my arms and he refused to let me look at his hand. I made a bunch of mistakes. I thought it was very sad. In fact my other boy also kind of fell apart.
I told the boys bikes and then we went back to the campsite. Some of the others in the party helped out giving him a Band-Aid. However, getting the boys to bed was extremely difficult. The others were extremely supportive. We drinking beer until 130 after that.
In the morning of the day that I wrote this I put on extra clothing layers and at 7:30 the boys and I got up. I put stuff away until 930 and then made the boys oatmeal. I also eventually tried to set up my second tent - first near the water but later settled on an area near the tents. The boys really helped.
Our hostess let us know she had a pressing issue to address and headed out with her son. We cleaned up when she left and the rest of us returned to the barbecue. We had mac & cheese and beer. We waded in the bay and looked for beach glass. It was really hot and eventually had to seek shade with the bikes.
When we got back to the camp some of us opted to meet our hostess in point Richmond and the rest of us played with the kids.
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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