these lovely vintage surf posters lined our route into the lunch area
the biker boob patrol
see that skyline in the distance? that's where we started walking!
the view from down under (under the golden gate bridge, that is)
the support team: hookers 4 hooters and the san jose bicycle cops
me 'n my walker buddy Theresa
the bridge in the fog
the bear I got for Bindle remained strapped to the backpack throughout the walk
thar she blows!
yes i'm actually standing and the sun has yet to rise
let's get the show on the road folks
you were supposed to be able to see all the names written on the back of the shirt