♥This week, I’ll be posting a selection of photos I have gathered of the fine men that roam the city. This is a small series, don’t worry I will feature more in the near, near feature. A third of my Bikes, boys + coffee trifecta for a dose of daily charm to add to your flirt factor in addition to your San Francisco’s bike lane action 😀
(#1) surly steamroller I adore, (#2) old carbon frame trek road bike held together with packing tape and whispered prayers, (#3) humorously undersized guest bike, currently AWOL after presumably ferrying someone home. I have also been known to ride Karen’s bikes because she has baskets, and because it’s fun to ride bikes that are way, way to small.
Iced, with soy. Coffee shop agnostic. I hold the radical belief that (*gasp*) scones are more important than coffee. May baked goods reign supreme.
‘Hood and fave bike ride in city:
Of course I love me some wiggle, panhandle and butter, but cresting Bernal Heights early in the morning is spectacular. No matter how cold and rainy it may be in the mission, it’s a whole different world on the other side of the hill: