Some people get to work grudgingly in their $4.50 per gallon cars. I ride my bike. Here is what I see everyday. Note the classic break at Wind an Sea Beach with the surfers going off on either side of the wave. Then, the La Jolla Shores crowd (some waking up on the beach, others paddle surfing) finally moving to an early moring at Torrey Pines Beach. Then I had to go in to work …..
Thanks to Chris Isaak for the music.
Got to work early and its kind of hard to keep going today. Weather is great and the road beckons. This is a quick shot of my girls at Wind an Sea beach last Friday, which someone had designated “International Surfing Day”. There were some amazingly accomplished surfers getting some great rides. Very good entertainment.
Curtis Salgado has always been a favorite of mine. From small smoke-filled bars in Eugene, to San Francisco and outdoor venues in Portland, this guy could always bring me to my feet. Curtis was diagnosed with liver cancer a couple of years ago, underwent a liver transplant, then diagnosed with lung cancer and had it removed. The dude survived and is back TOURING! Unbelievable. any way they had a concert in 2006 for him. Here is the poster:
What looks like a great line-up. Steve Miller, Taj Mahal, Robert Cray, Jimmie Vaughan …. People who basically stood up and saved Curtis’ life.
Very cool.
If I could just turn back the clock. Lauren is up there somewhere – big deal moving on to middle school.
These were pictures I posted last year and lost. I missed them so I am putting him back up to remember. Peter essentially killed himself the day after Bush was last elected — no joke.
I have been hit by cars, yelled at (and screamed back), hit in the head by a flying fruit-bat and all sorts of other things, but today was a new one.
I had just ridden to the top of La Jolla Shores Drive near the UCSD campus when I looked up to see a good-sized dog (like a Jack-Russell Terrier, I think) flying right at me. The dog wasn’t running at me to bite me, but had seen me and I think jumped out of an electric car (with no doors on it) maybe to just say hello. The trouble was that the vehicle with no doors was traveling past me at about 35 miles an hour. I swerved to miss the flying canine and didn’t go back to see the eventual outcome, but now I can cross off, “Swerved to Avoid Flying Dog”, from my bicycling experience list.
This popped up on the Times front page a couple days ago. I didn’t think the Clinton campaign had any fun?
Were I only half as organized, I could take over the world. This is the irrepressible Craig Burney about ready to sort and organize a mountain of miscellaneous felt-tip markers.
Note the enthusiasm!
