Getting away… That’s all I had in mind with this previous weekend. Take a car, train, or bus and you can really remove yourself from your day to day. But going on a bike ride has a different allure to it. The freedom of riding with nothing but the power and momentum you create with your own body. Exploration adds an element to this momentum, as there is something new to see around the corner. You happen upon new glimpses of life, allowing you to gain perspective that you might have previously been unable to view.


We found ourselves in Richmond, a 25 min. drive north of Berkeley. A sleepy industrial town that had a quaint little town square and boasted streets that could fit 6 lanes, with almost no traffic to take them up (I am sure that it is quite the bustling center during the weekdays). We happened upon gun ranges, junkyards, marinas, and bike paths that abruptly ended… But it trumped the ride over the Golden Gate Bridge to Sausalito. There was maybe two other people on the bike path out there. One was someone trying to learn how to ride a moped.


What I was really intrigued with on this ride was the industrial presence that was ever present everywhere we went. Richmond boasts many railroads criss-crossing roads, large shipping yards, and troves of junkyards. I was torn throughout the ride as there were so many things that I wanted to shoot on the way. However, I knew that we had to make it as far as we could before we could come back. And with the help of the setting sun we were able to get some amazing shots on the way back (find all the posts at Brotogs) of us riding and some vintage cars in a junkyard.

It is a ride like this that really helps you reset. And shots like this that remind you of what it is to really live. Just my way of enjoying it.
Find out more about the bike path that we took at their site.



