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Check out this security footage of two assholes clipping a lock and stealing a bike from a garage downtown. The best part is when the guy tries to get on the bike, but it’s clearly too tall for him and he fails the first couple times trying to mount it.
Unfortunately, they get away with it. If you or anyone you know has any information about this theft or can identify the people involved, get in touch — the victim has a Craigslist post up here.
Here’s a picture of the bike in question:
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Have you ever taken a midnight bike ride to Ocean Beach? It’s great. When you get to Golden Gate Park, all you can hear in the darkness is the wind whooshing by and the gentle clicking of your freewheel. Every time I look out on the ocean with my bike by my side, I think, “I am lucky to live here”. If you want in on this awesomeness, it’s easy: just wait around outside Bender’s on Wednesday night until Andrew Sarkarati comes out, and follow him.
If you don’t like hanging out in front of bars waiting for motivated drunk cyclists to trickle out, Mission Bicycle Company is hosting their own midnight bike ride this Saturday. The meetup location will be announced on midnightmystery.org on the day-of. Sounds like an awesome way to spend Saturday night if you don’t plan on partying too hard prior to midnight. If you do, perhaps your chances of getting a BUI will be greatly diminished when you’re riding in a big group. It may be best to stay presentable though, since this ride will apparently be filmed for a short movie.
[via Mission Bicycle]
Make the most of the city’s sparse offering of bike racks. (That was a hint, San Francisco.) Four bikes on one bike rack, one bicycle centipede. Just make sure you’re all friends first.
It’s one thing to walk around in this city without shoes, but it’s quite another thing altogether to actually ride a bike without wearing anything on your feet. The craziest part of this situation was that it was 9pm as we were deboarding the train.
I asked the woman in question, “Do you always ride around without shoes?” She replied in the affirmative and added with a smile, “It really doesn’t feel that bad!” I considered this for a moment before countering, “But isn’t it cold?”
“Yes,” she admitted while casting her glance downward. “It is cold.”
Our pal Lindsey took a bad tumble last night, and wrote all about it this morning:
Somehow while falling, my foot went through the spokes of my front wheel, and the wheel turned and smashed my foot through my fork. I called 911 as a bunch of people came to help me, and they eventually had to cut out two spokes to get my foot out of my front wheel. I hopped in the ambulance to get checked out, and they advised I go get stitches on a cut on my face. Hot. They let me sit on the gurney, and we headed to St. Luke’s. The paramedics were nice & played mid-90’s alternative while we cruised over. They thought it was funny when I asked them to take a picture of me for my blog, but like, optimism or whatever. Paramedic 38 was typing up my report & was nice enough to write “did not cry” on it. We got to the hospital & they were talking about Michael Vick getting a $100,000 contract. I said “That piece of shit can make six figures but I’m still a broke ass bitch?”.
Read on to hear about the shot and the stitches and the doctor with a TV on the Radio shirt.
The stakes have been raised once again! This clever use of geometry takes the previously-featured 2 bikes, 1 lock formula to the next power by exponentially increasing the parties involved. While not necessarily as efficient as the aforementioned 3 bikes, 1 lock solution, this nonetheless makes for quite the sidewalk spectacle. Which one gets the grand prize for bike lock ingenuity? I will leave that to you, gentle reader.
Of course, one thing is for sure: This is way better than 2 bikes, no locks! No way I’ll be able to teach any lessons in this case…
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Previously:
Just leaning against a tree on 22nd while the owners each enjoyed a slice of pizza at a table inside, the u-lock resting on the table as well.
I had half a mind to jump on the taller one and ride around the block to teach this couple a lesson, but decided not to be a jerk (this time).
Lock your bikes, people!
Previously: