Today we rode our mountain bikes in the glorious winter sunshine up to Hill 88. It’s an annual tradition for local cyclists to work off their hangovers by making an afternoon pilgrimage to the old military radar site that’s located high up in the Marin Headlands. Folks congregate at the abandoned structures to drink more beer and eat a buffet of snacks brought up by backpacks, baskets and even a cargo bike (Cameron Falconer, a Bay Area framebuilder, slogged up the climbs to bring his custom creation to the spot.)
Afterwards, The Bearded One, Amos and I kept riding onwards to Coastal Trail and Dias Ridge — a great way to ring in the New Year.
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- Always a welcome sight: the Golden Gate Bridge.
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- Cameron + Bridget
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- Climbing up Miwok Trail.
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- Cameron’s a beast on wheels; he’s riding his custom cargo bike up to HIll 88.
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- Getting ready to climb up to HIll 88.
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- Framebuilder Curtis Inglis.
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- Hill 88.
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- Hill 88 comrades!
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- Cargo bike buffet table.
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- Jeremiah + Josh
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- Hill 88.
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- Silver + Lynz
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- Brian: “Pack it in, pack it out.”
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- Brian: “Pack it in, pack it out.”
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- Hill 88.
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- Thoughts from a previous scribe.
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- Graffiti wisdom.
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- Wise words.
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- Hill 88.
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- Hill 88.
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- Riding on the edge of the world.
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- Riding on the edge of the world.
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- Riding on the edge of the world.
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- TBO + Amos on the Coastal Trail.