Bay to Breakers 2007
Today was the annual Bay to Breakers run in San Francisco. It’s a real race, with real athletes, but you wouldn’t guess that from the pictures I posted to Flickr. I’ve never been to Mardi Gras. Not sure I need to, now.
This was the second year that I joined god-knows-how-many other gawkers, runners, zombies, drunks, goofs and all sorts of other people looking for an excuse to have a good time. Despite the the occasional frat party vibe, I’d say it’s well worth spending a few hours on the street with San Francisco’s silliest.
I strolled up and down the street along the Hayes Street hill, checking out the competing sound systems and parties along the street, then walking up to Alamo Square with the crowd and back down again - shooting lots of pictures along the way.
The Panasonic Lumix worked swell, but it’s this kind of spontaneous street photography where you really need a digital SLR. Next Christmas, maybe.
I did learn my lesson for not showing up in costume, though. Instead of getting a ticket/fine, a young female SF police officer in a leather mini-skirt let me off with just a few lashes with her leather whip. (Wait a minute…)
Next time I will get a clown nose, or something.
I do believe I saw Jeff Veen, who I wanted to high-five for the killer work on Google Analytics, but I figured he just wanted to cheer on the naked Elvis’ in relative anarchy like everyone else. Next time.
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