I found a craigslist ride to San Francisco, but he was leaving from Tahoe. Anna was kind enough to drop me off up there. I rode around South Lake Tahoe quite a bit. There was road construction and my bike was loaded way more than I will have it for the long journey. So instead of riding on the torn up sidewalks I took a lane but still ended up accidentally knocking over a couple road cones when traffic veered closely to me.
I met my ride Skylr on a pier and hung out with his friends. They were an awesome group of people and we sat there chatting in the sunset. We strapped my xtracycle radish to his dinky jetta and set off. It was a very pleasant drive till Valejo when the wind kicked up and made me fear for the bike. I made Skylr stop twice so we could try to keep it from sailing off, although it was very well strapped down. My bike and I made it safe and sound. Skylr is a forest service firefighter. Some how I always run into firefighters when I need them, so I really appreciate them.
Today I slept in very pleasantly and have been communing with the garden in the backyard. Feels good to be somewhere so cold and damp. My hair has gone all curly and frizzy and I am having a grand ol' time while looking crazy.
