Bday ride, followed shortly thereafter by near death experience on Mullholland at dusk.
As Ed Viesturs says, getting up is optional, getting down Mullholland at dusk on Saturday night while an event is happening at the Hollywood bowl that you didn’t know about then riding back through Hollywood ‘cruising,’ rims-mandatory traffic situation—that’s solid gold.
Praise be to Planet Bike tail lights, for they must have saved me from the wrath of the moneyed drivers in Eurautomobiles hugging curves, burning rubber, haphazardly flooring it in front of oncoming traffic, etc. as I first descended then climbed back up Mullholland (Cahuenga being deep in the gnar gnar).
In the city with no room for humans, Basil.
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