|on the bay bridge bike path--a spot to sit and contemplate the water treatement plant|
A year ago we arrived in Oakland, tired, excited, willing to bike 7 miles for vegan treats. All that is still true. Six part-time jobs later, I may be working a little less, for a little more money with more time for mornings like this: riding across the new Bay Bridge Bike Path to nowhere. I met up with Eric and Cecilia two days ago to ride with 1,000 other cyclists on opening day. It was Cecilia's second trip because she was so excited, she couldn't wait for the group ride. It was so lovely, I went back this morning, without breakfast, just water and a camera. The ride is 8 miles total, a long walk but a perfect slow uphill, slow downhill trip past the dismantled end of the old Bay bridge, up and up, almost to Yerba Buena Island. Yes, it ends without making it to the Island, and it may take 2 years before you can get there. For now you can ride up, near traffic, between the old and new. The path starts in Emeryville or West Oakland and you have to ride through shipping yards and service roads. They made the path acessable and palnted some flowers to make it pretty but the industrial roots can't be ignored. It is a great contrast. I'd be a fool to complain. I ride my bike up a bridge into a beautiful Bay, eat delicious food, make some prints, visit a friend. Hey Oakland, thanks for having me for the past year. Here's to the next.
|the end of the old bridge|
|up and up|
|it looks like I took this while riding a pelican|