Grand Prix / Opera in the Park, August 2001
fine day in San Francisco indeed! Emily
and I dragged our selves out of bed at an unholy hour for a Sunday and
drove over the Bay Bridge into San Francisco.
Armed with folding chairs, the Sunday newspaper, and hot food and
drinks we staked out our spot near the top of the Fillmore Street hill
and relaxed for several hours.
this time I couldn’t resist the urge so I left the security of our
spot and headed back to the car, to get my bicycle that is.
I slowly rolled down unpopulated back streets to the bottom of
the hill, rolled up my right pant leg, shifted into the appropriate
gear, swerved into the course, and then took off!
Out of the saddle I charged up the hill, rocking the bike back
and forth and bobbing the front suspension up and down.
Then it began to burn, my muscles were on fire, but I couldn’t
slow down, shift gears, or change my straight approach to curved for a
spandex clad, shaved leg, $3,000 bike riding roadie was in my sights and
I HAD to pass him. I did,
people cheered and at the top of the hill, after making the left hand
turn onto nearly level ground I could barely pedal or breathe for that
matter. I locked up the
bike on the street and made my way back to our spot.
|Head down, out of the saddle, I charge straight
up the hill.
Suddenly our space was violated, the peleton had
been spotted at the bottom of the hill and we found ourselves crushed
against the barrier. We
cheered, screamed, oohed, and aahed.
And then it was over, at least until lap 2 when the whole madness
repeated itself, again, and again, and again.
|Team Postal charges up the
hill! Allez! Allez!
One of them is Lance.
some point Emily left for the park but I stuck it out.
If memory serves, George Hincapie won, beating out 2 Team Saturn
riders at the end. Lance
was under the weather put his buddy in his slipstream and made up an
incredible deficit to put him in the position to win.
With the race won hopped on my bike and rode over to Golden Gate
Park for a change of venues.
Clover, his friend Hill, Jay Higa, and Emily had a great spot staked
out, no shortage of food and drink of course.
I think I managed to get settled just minutes before the start of
|Emily, David, and Jay (left to
right) at the 2001 San Francisco Opera in the Park.
Hill (a person) may be in the hat and purple shirt to the right
|Our view of the Opera.
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