Happy Father's Day to all you dudes who also happen to be dads!
Yesterday, my dad suggested we go biking on Angel Island, a gorgeous state park that used to be the Ellis Island of the West and a military base dating back to Civil War times.
You can take a ferry over there from Tiburon, San Francisco and even Oakland. The ferry ride is all part of the fun.
It was the first time in two years that my Dear Old Dad got on his bicycle (he had shoulder surgery). He thought he looked really cool in his Italian jersey.
It was also the first time his wife had ever gone to Angel Island, and the first time I'd been there since I was about 16 years old.
It felt like a new discovery for all of us!
So we were all thrilled that the weather not only cooperated but exceeded our expectations! Beautiful and clear! Sunny and warm! No wind to speak of! Amazing!
I rode my single speed folding bike (a.k.a. the latte), which my dad kept referring to as the Monkey Bike (new name?).
We found many a picnic spot for next time...
and got a good work out in with a few hills built into the perimeter...
and great views around every turn.
Though riding bikes with Pops on Angel Island was a first for us, it certainly won't be the last time.
Give a hand to my dad for making his Vélo Vogue debut!