Bike Party at The Panhandle

On February 8, I wrote that an acquaintance of mine borrowed one of my bikes and we rode to to Baker to meet Bike Party at the Panhandle. It was muddy, but the ride was leaving so we didn’t hang out in the mud. I saw a lot of regular riders. I also saw some people from my neighborhood. There are a whole bunch of other people there.

We rode up Golden Gate from Lyon and over to Anza at Lone Mountain. At about 27th Avenue we rode up Geary and headed to Sutro Heights. My companion and I stood with the regulars and said hi to people. I took pictures.

The group rode down from the Cliff House and up MLK. It was so cold I needed gloves. At JFK at Prayerbook Waterfall there were cop cars everywhere. We were at Conservatory of Flowers for about 25 minutes. I saw a bunch of people I hadn’t seen in a while. It was a real party. My companion and I followed the ride leaders Page Street but split off to the apartment.

 
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