Today Diane decided to take me on the "Paradise loop" just a quick 3:30 hour ride from the Bay Bridge, over the Golden Gate and into some of the most awesomest road biking that Ive ever experienced, and the experience didn't stop there. I was eager to shed a few layers off the hot new Steed kit, to soak up the sun - so I traded in the green and white arm warmers in for a pair of hot new red ones! Check em out they fit like a glove!

After stopping in Sausalito for a delicious coffee and almond cake we started our ride back to the Golden Gate Bridge; however, no ride is complete with out a run in with the Police, the American Police - they
don't #$%^ around. Being in Cali, I thought I was a law abiding Canadian adopting the "
California Stop" -
apparently not so much. After cruising through my five
hundredth stop sign I hear
WOOP WOOP. I looked back
thinking big #$%^'s popping and.... nothing so I continued hammering the
Masi 3
vc up the hill. Cresting the hill, a 5-0 cruiser pulls up beside and I hear "you! pull over next lights!"
Im thinking
wtf? maybe I dropped something?
Next thing I know, Ive broken at least 2 laws and am about to be fingerprinted and spending the night on Alcatraz, the cop wasn't playin' round. Luckily Diane rolls up thinking I'm asking the cop for directions, and helps cool the rapidly escalating Cali stop situation. Women always have a way of smoothing things out - apparently I'm a tourist who was just enjoying the scenery and missed the stop sign - ya that's right.
In the end Mr. Officer had his moment of fame and realized there is bigger fish to fry like the Ram 3500 that was swerving lanes doing 80 down the country road, luckily we saw that nob pulled over round the corner with about 5 cops.
All in all the road biking was great, the cops are serious, and the Cali stops are not so much.