Leather Walk 2007 San Francisco 9/23/07
Wyattkingwyatt and I walked in Mama's Leather Walk this past Sunday, for the Breast Cancer and AIDS emergency funds.
It was pretty cool. We half-danced the two and a half miles. It was rather like being in a parade (rather than a competition). A flat bed truck held performers (and a rah-rah MC), which kept us pretty entertained; disco drag to live (hot) country performer. I took some photos. We carried an SCCLA banner.
There were lots of familiar faces. The sense of camaraderie and doing something useful was a real pleasure.
There was a half-hour stop at the Powerhouse most of the way along the route. A bit of stage business, nicely handled. Then on we went the last length of city, arriving at the Eagle, our final destination. We left before the auctions got started (it took awhile ;-) ). The new Bare Chest Calendar boys were roaming around in vests with the calendar year on them, which I found rather amusing. Much discussion on the qualification of calendar selection ensued.
We were able to score a ride back to the Castro with Warren after hanging out at the Eagle for a time (yea flirting, yea not raining!). There had been a number of us standing around going 'hmmm, how do we get back to our cars?' Amusing the question didn't occur to us beforehand.
I'd happily participate again.
It was pretty cool. We half-danced the two and a half miles. It was rather like being in a parade (rather than a competition). A flat bed truck held performers (and a rah-rah MC), which kept us pretty entertained; disco drag to live (hot) country performer. I took some photos. We carried an SCCLA banner.
There were lots of familiar faces. The sense of camaraderie and doing something useful was a real pleasure.
There was a half-hour stop at the Powerhouse most of the way along the route. A bit of stage business, nicely handled. Then on we went the last length of city, arriving at the Eagle, our final destination. We left before the auctions got started (it took awhile ;-) ). The new Bare Chest Calendar boys were roaming around in vests with the calendar year on them, which I found rather amusing. Much discussion on the qualification of calendar selection ensued.
We were able to score a ride back to the Castro with Warren after hanging out at the Eagle for a time (yea flirting, yea not raining!). There had been a number of us standing around going 'hmmm, how do we get back to our cars?' Amusing the question didn't occur to us beforehand.
I'd happily participate again.