Bikeist on the Bus

Biked 12 harrowing miles up (and I so mean UP) to Allied Gardens to watch the true Requiem for the Big East in my buddy Craig's garage.

Watching UConn takes me back to my earlier biking days when I used to drag my long-suffering wife around the state trying to complete every single ride in this great book:

And people wonder why I refer to her as "long suffering" . . .

Now, I'm on the 15 Bus making my way back Downtown, and eventually, to Coronado.  Did you know that if you scream "nobody rile him up" as you board you can ride San Diego buses with your hyper-active pit-bull?  Who knew?

Running out of battery, so I'll have to cut this one sho