Feeling better this week, I was able to get back to some regular activities. Working for Love to Ride to promote Biketober for a couple of hours/day. SABA staff meeting on Tuesday morning. On Wednesday, ride leaders from Jibe’s Navigate Natomas got together to see where community bike rides could go from here.
Thursday evening, Sacramento County Bicycle Advisory Committee meeting.
Saturday, Jibe’s Electric Ride and Drive Expo at N Natomas Regional Park.
What did I do this past week? After the ride across the Golden Gate, I has a sore throat. But Monday it was a full-blown cold. Ugh. On the mend a week later. About 95% today .. and well enough to do an after-school coaching session for Project Ride Smart at NP3 (Natomas Pacific Pathways Prep) – a 5-minute walk from my house.
Unfortunately, the temps were in the high 90s and running around on the even hotter blacktop was not good.
Sunday September 1. Maria and Tony:
Monday September 2. Dani, Kathy, Stacey, Sheila:
Tuesday September 3. Lori and Brenda:
Dani and Kathy:
Friday September 6. Brenda. Maria, Lori:
Saturday September 7. Kathy:
Sunday of Labor Day weekend, the perfect day for this ride. Getting ready to board the ferry in Larkspur. Charlie, Leo, and Becky:
Brenda, Kristi, Lori:
20 minutes to the Ferry Building.
We rode through the wharf area, carefully avoiding many tourists/pedestrians, followed by a steep climb to this view. the Golden Gate in the distance:
Rest stop at Ft Point:
After a climb to the bridge, we rode across on the ocean side. Pedestrians were limited to the bay side. Downhill to lunch in Sausalito:
The view across the street from the restaurant:
Next stop, Sam’s Cafe in Tiburon.
We all took turns walking through the bar and packed restaurant to see another entrance:
Charlie’s turn:
A final climb out of Tiburon as we made our way back to Larkspur. 33 miles. Great ride. And requests to do it again soon.
Christian Brothers v St Francis at Cosumnes River College: girls’ volleyball. Crowd support and enthusiasm is about 1000% improved from when I was in high school. There were no girls’ sports in 1966. This is St Francis’ student cheering section, about 1/4 of the seating on their side, always standing, loud in-unison chants, funny exchanges with CB’s student cheering section at the other end.
The moment the CB varsity team won their third game:
Saturday morning, back with my hula sisters.
Saturday August 17. Laurie, Lori, Brenda:
Sunday August 18. Dani, Kathy, Stacey:
Maria and Tony:
Brenda and Lori:
Monday August 19. Dani and Cheryl:
Tuesday August 20. Brenda and Laurie:
Dani, Cheryl, Jane, and Kathy in Olympic Valley:
Lori:
Monday August 26. Sheila, Kathy, Dani:
Tuesday August 27. Brenda:
Wednesday August 28. Lori:
Dani and Kathy:
Thursday August 29. Kathy and Dani:
Friday August 30. Lori and Brenda:
Jim and Paul:
At 3 am (11 pm in California), I was up and going to the airport following the suggested “arrive 3 hours before your flight” which turned out to be way too early. You go through US customs in Halifax – good idea! A short layover at New York La Guardia, then on to Atlanta where I had 5+ hour layover. What to do .. take a long time eating at a restaurant that no longer exists in the Sacramento area – TGI Friday’s. I always thought they had the best potato skins and they still do.
Elaine picked me up at 7-ish. Tired but couldn’t exactly fall asleep. So good to be home.
There was a sign in the lobby of the hotel about a quilt display at nearby
A museum dedicated to the working people of Nova Scotia and the progress made over the past 200 years. Really well done.
The quilts were a curated collection of unique designs. From a distance, this one looks like stones gathered on a beach.
Up close, all of the stones are fabric “pillows” w embroidery.
The detail and fine stitching was incredible.
Artists with needle and thread. On to a hotel near the airport for the night. Technically only part of the night.
The Cabot Trail is a 185-mile-long scenic drive around the northern part of Nova Scotia.
There are parts that have a 12% grade and one short section climbing French Mountain that is 17%. No wonder my 2007 journal said I pedaled at 2.3 mph.
There were many “look-offs” aka scenic viewpoints and I stopped at most of them. Many sections of the road were in disrepair or under construction with traffic delays. Slow-going! By early evening, I arrived in New Glasgow.
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