Our pal Uri is throwing a grand opening party for his new bike shop! Looks rad!
Events
The first DasBike-In Movie Night was AWESOME! We couldn’t have done it without all of the help we were graciously offered. Please consider volunteering if you can. We need help with:
- Gleaning food from farmers’ markets in the days before the event
- Food prep and cooking
- Setting up the space
- Cleaning afterwards
If you would like to participate, please SIGN UP HERE. The more help we get, the more viable this event will be as a permanent fixture.
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:
Serendipity Farms
Capay Valley Farm
Enos Family Farm
Garcia Farms
Rodriguez Brothers Ranch
EGB
Schletewitz Farms
J&M Ibarra Farm
Tomatero Farms
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- Food donations
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- All scored for free from generous farmers
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- Coy on the food!
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- Jesse prepping with salt
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- Food prep volunteers
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- Food Prep!
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- Orlee
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- Orlee and Francisco BFFs
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- Matt & Jason, Comrades Brewing, with Anders
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- Comrades serving up tasty brew!
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- Buffet table
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- City Smores cart
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- City Smores cart
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- More smores
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- Smores cart out back!
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- So much produce left to take home!
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- More produce to take home
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- Clean-up crew Lisa & Jesse
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- Jim & company
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- We raised $342 for the kitchen renovation!
Thanks to Lisa for this awesome write-up!
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
Loren
The bros
View from the Korean church in Pacifica
Must be made by the same dude who made the mammoth
Fuck all
What a great day of fucking around with friends. SUPER stoked on the Swap. I started drinking sedimenty beer around 11. Not sure what happened, but the hop bags must’ve exploded up in those kegs, because I had hop floaties all up in that shit. Pro tip #1: Make sure you have enough gas for your kettle so you ain’t gotta dry hop if you weren’t planning on it. Live and learn, I suppose.
Friends started rolling in just before noon and kept a steady pace throughout the day. Beer was flowing, sandwiches were going, people were hanging, and we even got to play a few games of foot down. Ohh yeah, and bike stuff was traded, bought, and sold. Here’s the stuff I scored:
Turbo saddle, Gobha Hat, $10, and a sweet rack
The last dude rolled out at about 8pm or so. After that, it was time to lock the front doors and head up to the bell tower.
Bell tower beer
Finishing that pitcher, we headed out of the church for the first time in several hours. After a few celebratory beers and rounds of Star Trek at Molotov’s, it was back to the tower for more beer and a little bell ringing.
The last party people up in the tower
Late night in the bell tower
I ended up sleeping in a small little room that night
My sleeping arrangement for the evening
Somebody broke into the church and stole my BOB trailer that night, fuckers. I left it out in the main room, not expecting anybody to want to steal that. Guess I was wrong! Fortunately, they didn’t steal my bike, my backpack full of bike parts & some cash, or the donated bike parts, all in the closet. Lazy thieves. . . . Ty’s trailer with four kegs and a CO2 tank were in the main room and left untouched as well.
Besides getting my trailer stolen, everything was super rad. I’m looking forward to doing this again, perhaps with the added element of the ability for folks to post their stuff online in advance of the swap.
Too much metal below the mount!
Hacksaw did the trick
All set
Peep the new saddle in action
More photos on the pictures page
https://www.facebook.com/events/231722270326867
Free coffee starting at 11? I’m IN!
. . . and my bike is ready to rage
What a marathon of beer drinking, food eating, and bike bullshitting. A more robust recap is on the way, but here are a few choice photos from the very end of the party:
The last party people up in the tower
Late night in the bell tower
My sleeping arrangement for the evening
