Totally rad! I had so much fun with everybody (all 37 of y’all)! Thanks to everybody who showed up early to cook and/or stayed late to clean up. This was truly a community-driven event that made me feel really positive about who we are and what we stand for. We raised $342 for the kitchen renovation, thanks in large part to a $185 donation from Comrades (every dollar in their donation jar)! We were not expecting that!
And another big shout out to our community farm partners:
It’s that time again! Time for our next Collective Council Meeting! We invite all community members, not just Shop Coordinators, to join us we create our next month’s shop hours, make organization announcements and decide the next steps for Yellow Bike.
Collective Council Meeting
530 Ellis (at Hyde)
7PM – 9PM
*please make sure to bring a lock, there is limited indoor bike parking*
PS – Mark your calendars for our Open House on Sat, Feb 1st 4-9PM!
I had a time! We took a slow & easy 8.5 hour ride (yes, really, and it was awesome) south through side streets, twisty beach climbs, Planet of the Apes, campgrounds, and more. Did my first return along the coast and found a t-rex like the one on the farm, ate a potato taco & cinnamon sugar shit at the fanciest Taco Bell in the world, got coffee from the hip new cafe in Pescadero, and bought a chaos pouch from a grumpy dude who wouldn’t let me inside of his army surplus store because it was too messy. As I was riding along the beach in Pacifica, near all the surfers and bikini-clad sunbathers, I started humming some Beach Boys tunes. Then realized that it was the middle of fucking January and a great day to be at the beach in Northern California. If nothing else, climate change is awesome for biking weather.
The Mayor of Pescadero on my old Gitane singlespeed, Purple Rain.
The fanciest Taco Bell in the world
Planet of the Apes
View from the Korean church in Pacifica
Must be made by the same dude who made the mammoth
2011 was the year in which I completed my first randonnée. 2012 was the year for me to really get into randonneuring and achieve the R-12 award. 2013 was the year that started out as me wanting to achieve the Super Randonneur award, but those plans were derailed by my greater desire to hang out with my friends on a double century weekend.
2014 started out with a permanent amongst friends. Jesse talked about how he’s not really into doing solo 200k rides anymore and by the end of the ride I agreed with him. To me, solo 200ks can be good for long, lonely ruminations at best, and boring slogfests with nobody to commiserate with at worst. If it hadn’t been for the guys on the ride, I would’ve never been chased off of the old Devil’s Slide route by a bulldozer. I wouldn’t have had anybody with whom to share a Mighty Pint float (Guinness with a shot of espresso and a scoop of ice cream) 85 miles into the ride, right before the biggest climb of the day. I’d have had nobody to share artichoke bread with and it would’ve been a lonely Caltrain ride home. I wouldn’t have learned about the hill avoidance method of riding home from 22nd St. Caltrain by just riding one block east before going north! And who would’ve taken that awesome picture of my crotch on the Mary Avenue Bridge? I often think about the challenges of farting while remaining in the saddle, but with nobody to help me process those thoughts I wouldn’t be able to fully develop my theory of saddle farts.
RUSA awards are great and solo 200ks can be fun, but I’m realizing that 9+ hours of bicycling to me is no longer a solo endeavor. I’m gonna give some populaires a try this year, as I think the shorter distances will lend themselves more to impromptu solo, selfish shred sessions (as well as cruises with the rando friends). 2014 will be the year of the P-12 and group 200ks. Moving forward alone can be fun for short stints, but I’d rather we move forward together.