Dog Days of Summer

No helmet. No leash. (I'm not advocating, just documenting.)


As Mikael puts it, Style Over Speed.


Hope you're all enjoying the hot weather!

ghost of SF past?

Say hi to Edward.

I was sitting on the sidewalk in Noe Valley, guarding my friend Erin's furniture as she moved from one flat to another, when Edward rode up on his gorgeous old Raleigh. He grew up in the Upper Haight, and lived there during the neighborhood's hey-day of the 60's and 70's, when people left their doors open, and bikes unlocked on the front porch.

Ah, the good ol' days! Where have they gone?

she's like a rainbow

It seemed fitting that a pink-haired woman with vibrant tastes in color would be spotted locking up her bike in front of Rainbow Grocery (where SF Bicycle Coalition members get a 10% discount on everything year round).

Rainy Day Vogue

I'm sure this post is the beginning of many documenting how the San Francisco cyclists handle our sometimes-wet winters. Maybe that's unfortunate, or maybe it provides a new angle on this, our art form, both in how we adapt to the weather and how we document those adaptations.

This woman appears unphased, if a bit unpleased, in sports coat, scarf, skirt, leggings or pants, and what looks like leg warmers or knee highs as she rides along milk crate on the back of her bike.

mini|milk carton|mode

Casually exiting the Panhandle on her pretty Peugeot, she showed off her legs in a super-cute teal mini-skirt, accessorized with a taupe scarf, Audrey Hepburn sunglasses and brown leather flats. If you don't possess the craftiness to build your own basket out of a wooden wine box, then your basic milk carton will also do the trick, but it could stand some personalization, so let that be the vogue tip of the day!

In French the word mode means fashion or style, so that's what I call a nice mode of transportation!