At a friends birthday party, months ago I met a girl who said she was looking to buy a bicycle to get around campus. I said "cool, if you need help let me know"
Semester begins, she gives me a call and says "are you ready to go check out some bikes?"
A week later we find an old, heavy but perdy Sturde women's road bike, it was the best bang for the buck we could find in her size, so she picked it and then treated me to lunch for driving all around L.A looking at bikes with her.
Jump ahead half a semester, she texts me a few weeks ago and asks me if I want to go grab some Dim Sum, hell yes. So we invite our mutual friend. Or I do. He meets up with me around 11 Sunday morning. He uses my road bike since the SoB hasn't found a suitable bike yet and we head off to USC to meet up with her. She says she wants to drive to China town...We have other plans.
We get there and it takes little convincing before she hops on her bike and we take off towards China town to gorge ourselves on delicious dumplings. An hour and a half after we sat down, with difficulty we head out of the restaurant with no intent of riding back to USC that full of food.
I suggest heading to L.A historic Park which I've never been to and my friend suggests we head to Elysian Park which over looks Downtown LA. As we head towards Elysian park he points on the bare, dumpy looking L.A Historic Park next to some warehouses, his is the better choice. After riding up a small climb there is a little turn of that leads into a pedestrian walk next to the 110 which mi amigo insists will lead us into the park. A questionable area to be walk, so I ride it. On a tiny path next to the 110 heading into China Town we find a gate that leads straight into the park, the only caveat, it's locked, and about 8 feet high. I jump the gate and we take the bikes over one by one as a couple of more vanilla cyclists give us strange looks. I feel I should also note that this was literally next to the 110 so I'm sure a lot of motorists were left asking questions too.
After a mix of riding dirt trails on my 23's and hiking up the side of a mountain (Mountain shoes made me feel like a king as I climbed) this is what we come to.
This is the spot where we all fall over and end up napping for an hour or so (at least I did. Messenger bags = pillows in disguise)
And the Dowtown Los Angeles Skyline on a November afternoon. This next picture looks out at a more Eastern side. It was taken as the sun started to go down, thats not all smog
From Elysian park we headed towards USC through Downtown, stopping at the Grand Market in Downtown Los Angeles
Where a rent-a-cop was somewhat surprised to see us casually stroll through with our bikes. Ended up having to lock them up while we sat outside, drank some juice and enjoyed the beautiful evening.
And the beautiful bikes that facilitated one of the best afternoon's i've had all semester
(My Jamis and Univega Road, and the Sturdee 10 speed I helped locate)