I feel like since biking has officially become an obsession in my life (oh, haven't younoticed?), I've been developing a "Bike Bucket List: or Things I want to do on a bike before I kick the bucket." I have started collecting bike experiences to do in my lifetime like a bike tour of the British Isles, completing a century ride, biking famous landmarks like the Golden Gate Bridge, and many others.
A couple weekends ago, on a girls' trip to San Francisco, my friends and I were able to check one of those off the list: Biking the Golden Gate Bridge.
There are a lot of bike companies that want tourists to have the "Bike the Bridge" experience. So we just went with the first one we came across.
With our bikes rented, we set off for the bridge. I'll tell you what, I can definitely appreciate my bicycles after riding on the rickety-dickety bike rental. Throughout the whole ride I kept thinking, I wish I was on Betty, she would rock this. Oh well, when on vacation, you make do with what you have.
To get to the bridge, you can take a bike path along the shore. The ocean and the sky were both clear and blue. We could't have picked a better day to be on bikes with your girlfriends.
Scenic is just an understatement.
And what is biking in San Francisco without fighting your way up some killer hills. But we survived and eventually got to the bridge. The one interesting thing is that on the bridge, bikes and pedestrians cross on the same piece of pavement. Even with clear markings that state bikes on the left, pedestrians on the right, you spend a lot of your time dodging wandering and unaware pedestrians instead of just relaxing and enjoying your surroundings.
Regardless, I still managed a little awe and wonder while on the bridge.
After crossing, we coasted downhill into Sausalito, a charming seaside town in which we rewarded ourselves with ice cream.
But as things tend to do, it was time for our bike ride to come to an end. So it was back to San Francisco on the ferry. But even as we were heading back, I already knew it would be a day to remember for a long time.
Oh, and amusing side note: Maybe during our ride we came upon a group of about 100 cyclists. And maybe, just maybe, they were all BUCK NAKED. While their invitation to join them was very warm and thoughtful, I don't think biking naked in public will ever quite make my Bike Bucket List.