A morning 19-mile bike ride was organized by the Rock The Bike! crew. We met at Dolores Park in San Francisco and rode all the way down the peninsula to San Mateo for the Maker Faire. I must say, it was a great view once I turned the corner of 18th and saw a huge crowd. Wonderful. The pace was very nice for the first few miles. Everybody's energy was good, people around the Mission were asking what this was all about and suddenly we were down by Bayshore blvd.
Once we got passed the south area of the city and approaching the SFO area, I realized one thing. There was 5 of us. This super fun ride with tremendous amounts of people that drifted away from us, the slow mellow group and into misterious dissapearingland. What?! Where is everybody, and how the hell did everybody ride so fast? I know I'm slow, but I'm not THAT slow. And how were we at the end of the group? I knew I had to be somewhere in the middle.
I was still very happy to be riding and in for a longer ride than my usual Saturday, but it all just seemed quite strange that no one was around. There was the loading-trailer crew, but they were way back there. For the most part of the ride, it was a small slow group of, I'd say 5-6 of us with with some occasional fly-by'ers.
For last stretch Anna, my new slow-buddy rider and I made a few wrong turns (hello softball soccer parents in SUVs), made a quick stop in a gas station in Millbrae, rode in the middle of town in San Mateo, but we eventually made it. Reunited with the rest of the peeps, off I went to get my nerd on.