I've lost count how many times I've done the bike ride shown below but it occured to me that I've never really documented it. As such, it would seem remiss to not make a pictorial blog post showing one of my favorite rides in the world. My family and I currently live near AT&T park which is in the SOMA area of San Francisco. The route I usually take loops around the ball park and follows waters edge all the way across the Golden Gate Bridge into Marin County. If I'm feeling very frisky I might ride up into the headlands into the Golden Gate National Recreation Area.
Next time I ride I'll take some pictures near the Bay Bridge part of this ride as I didn't really think to start taking pictures until I got near the Fisherman's Wharf area of my bike ride.
The pic below was taken at the top of the hill overlooking Fort Mason.
The following picture was taken near the Marina Green. The bridge just keeps getting bigger and bigger.
Don't get us wrong, we could bike through tulip fields and sample creamy Dutch cheese with no complaints (obviously), but sometimes we crave something a bit different.
Picture this: Exploring the Galapagos by bike & boat and getting to see the infamous Blue-Footed Booby or learning about World World II from the perspective of the Dutch pedalling by battlefields and bunkers. Maybe you don't have to say goodbye to tulips and cheese after all! We aren't trying to reinvent the wheel. Read More
After the bustle of Rome, Umbria was a romantic movie set. Lesley and I were charmed to see children playing in Spello’s piazza fountain, their mothers sitting nearby chatting, and old men soaking up the sun. We went through an impressive stone archway and began our 2 km walk uphill to our lodgings. Jasmine framed the doorways and covered the ancient stone walls, filling the air around us with its scent. Read More
On the outskirts of Addis Ababa, the capital of Ethiopia, rises a mountain of significant proportions. It is not like the pristine snow-packed mountains of the Himalayans, or the austere beauty of the jagged peaks of the Dolomites, or the majesty of the Rocky Mountains, this foul giant is a mountain of trash. The locals call it Koshe, which translated means ‘dirty’. It is a 36-acre landfill which has been the dumping ground of the city’s waste for 50 years. Read More