Walk past this shop and spotted the pair of Schwinn’s. My curiosity obliged me to check the price. $350 or $390, I now don’t recall. Both bicycles were in impeccable shape.
Larkspur is about 16 miles north from San Francisco. Its Ferry line to and from the city is great. Roaming Larkspur’s wetlands, you might think you are part of one of the ending scenes in Dirty Harry.
♥Have a lovely weekend everybody!!
Photo submitted by Jessada H. via the: Bikes and The City • Facebook page
♥Thank you!!
There is plenty to love from the Marina to the Mission, just in case you thought you’d stay in and catch some TV time -get out- it is muggy as crazy, and perfect for you to sweat those pizza slices off. Happy weekend, laptop couch potatoes!! Now get out and go ride 😀
xxo.m♥
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♥ Saturday+Sunday June 5-6th:
+Union Street Festival
Come see the non-obnoxious frat boy-like neighborhood. And maybe venture out to crissy field for a beautiful view of the bay.
“In its 34th year, The Union Street Festival is one of
San Francisco’s largest free annual events.
In 2008 we added an eco-zone to the event where
we reserved two blocks of the six block Festival
for green exhibitors, businesses and educational displays.”
♥ Sundays –starting June 6th (&through October):
+Fort Mason’s Farmer’s Market
“June 6th marks the opening of the Fort Mason Center Farmers’ Market. The market will occur every Sunday through October 9:30 am – 1:30 pm. Open on July 4th.” fortmason.org »
♥ Sunday, June 6th:
+Indie Mart
Indie Mart Design & DIY Street Fair: 3rd Anniversary JUNE 6TH, 12-6PM
indie-mart.com »
Last year was super fun. Bikes and my peeps at indie mart 2009 [link]
A few days ago stopped by and visited two Mission shops. More pics and chatter to come soon. In the meantime, here are two visual treats from The Treat Street Bicycle Works (aka Bike Man Ben) and Mission Bicycle Company (Hola Jefferson!!).
♥It’s always sunny in La Misión!
♥Many thanks to Jennine♥ (IFB founder & TheCoveted) for featuring me in her new blog eat,sleep,denim!!!
It was nice to catch up for coffee once again, and chat over current events, the weather and what not.
Check me out in wearing the latest hottest skinny jeans!!
ha haaa… SIKE. Well, my jacket might be the only denim I have worn in many years, so make sure you stop by to check the post/interview from the hottest SF denim blog:
ssssssup. The Frenchie and I posing for Jennine on a steep mean hill, where else, on Polk Street.
Lavender deodorant and some hippie hand lotion. Maybe I’m starting to sweat. Looks like crap outside, but it feels awesome. It might be dark, it might be bright but my eyes don’t have to squint much. I could wear no jacket because it is almost a tad humid. Has to be one that dries without problems because those little needles of fog, after 15 minutes, will team up and make all your clothing soaking wet.
Rosemary scent in my hands, mixed with a little bike grease and a recent paper cut, reach in my bag. They can hold this French bicycle up double-flight of stairs, but cannot hold still to send a text with that cell phone. There it goes, I drop it on the street again. Nothing broke this time. How much coffee did I have today? Lost count, as usual.
These hands maneuver Frenchie through the neighborhoods of this city, and perhaps a mile over that way, where it is sunny. These fog patches are playing hide and seek with the sky. It is a flirting game with the sun. I stop for a second and look this way. I love this weather.
Comes. Goes. Pleases some, confuses most.
