Brunch at Boogaloos
A little bit of detective work got me connected with this guy again! Mark, a rider of bicycles, is a friend Janne and I made at American Cyclery couple years back. You have a question on bikes, talk to this guy. Or on surface physics. Really happy to see him again after all this time. We hooked up over brunch at Boogaloos on Valencia. Nice weather, good food, and great company--couldn't ask for more. Cheers, Mark!
He smiles only because he doesn't know he'll be picking up the tab.
Ooh La La
'Course, any trip to San Francisco would be incomplete without seeing these two cats. Jeremy and Lauren, always tons of fun, and friends who stick with ya. Like Jeremy said, we're like DVDs on pause--you'll hit play and pick right up where you left off. Greatest times, guys!
All I said was 'Can I take a picture of you guys?'
The Finnish Guy Who Went Up A Mountain And Came Down A Hill
This one is for Oso, Janne and Tappo. I took Raphael's big mother of a bike up Twin Peaks today. And I had just the hangover for it, too. The wind was pretty brutal up there, as usual, but still managed to get up the hill after a few...photo breaks.
Photo bombing the Sutro.
Disgustingly hard as it was to ride up, gravity took me down in two shakes. That's the way it goes!
And as I was chilling out in SoMa later on, look who I ran into. San Francisco is such a village, you'll just bump into guys on the street. Beers tonight, Sami!
Sami on a cigarette break.