Sacramento to Berkeley

Even when I'm not riding...

I needed a new water bottle. Curiously, my NE Randonneurs water bottle fell off somewhere around the third cartwheel that the mountain bike was doing without me, and I didn't notice until there was no going back for it. So I figured that while I stayed with my cousin Brian, I'd find the nearest bike shop and get a new water bottle.

It just so happens that the nearest bike shop is a sponsor for two of the riders I met in Montana from the Tour Divide Race. When I mentioned that I had run into Jim and Trev in Ovando, the guy in the shop said, "Oh, you're the one from Vermont!"

This morning, I rode out bright and early to catch the train from Sacramento to Berkeley. I'd highly recommend it. Got to Berkeley without a hitch, and went for a little ride. So different from much of the cycling I've been doing!

Natural yellow things

Unnatural yellow things

On the way to the Bay Bridge

Old Naval education barracks on Treasure Island

Stumbled upon a rugby tournament 

Obligatory city backdrop

At rest in Berkeley 

After a delicious lunch at Cafe Leila back in Berkeley, I rode up the hill to Tom and Lillian's house, where I was greeted much more kindly by Stella than I was by the last Blue Heelers I met with Vivian and Grant. What a relief.