Saturday is full of so many fun events. Here are the three I am going to attempt to attend.
Carrot Mob
Natural Selection
Bring Your Own Queer!
NATURAL SELECTION HAS MOVED!
14 years ago
Thursday, October 21, 2010
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photos!
photos have been posted!
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Thursday, August 5, 2010
The Experience Part Du
It is quick & easy to record and display the mileage and the locations of our adventure, but I find myself much more interested in dancing with the details of decision making, grocery shopping, and hill climbing.
On Day 1 I was pretty oblivious to the side of the map that showed the topography for the days ride. On Day two I took a look at the route sheet and let the fear of the climbs get into my head. I was totally capable of it all, but I let the anticipation take over my thoughts. The hills were tough, the heat was tougher. As I climbed up the hills I found myself putting my anger and frustration into my travel buddy. I was continuously questioning her motives, paranoid about her dislike and distrust of my actions. By the top of the day’s hardest hill I finally came to the realization that all of these thoughts, fears, and anxieties had absolutely nothing to do with my her and they were built fully on top of my insecurities. Not only is this a very unstable place to store feelings, its pretty false. By the time I made it to the top, I sat on a rock and wrote down what was on my mind. I was able to tier my insecurities. Rachel, who has sensed some hostility, asked if she had offended me. I transformed the satisfaction of reaching the top of the hill into confidence and shared my insecurities, my flaws, and my false thoughts. I asked her to simply listen, accept, and if she had thoughts, to fully process them and then we could discuss later.
At first I felt raw. “Ew, why did I share those things? I’m so exposed.” Then, to my great delight, Rachel treated me no differently than she had before my intimate disclosure. From then I was able to feel proud of my personal processing, my strength to share, and the dissolved ill feelings and insecurities. Throughout our entire journey I felt gratitude towards the safe, supportive environment we created as a team. That was my ode to hill climbing.
Early on in the trip planning Rachel and I realized we would be grocery shopping everyday on our 20 day adventure. It was the only practical way to travel by bike, and it was predicted that we would see plenty of markets along the way. The prediction was fairly accurate. There were a wide range of markets on our journey. We saw everything from corner store to farmers market to self serve farm stands to generic large grocery stores with florescent lights. Early on we also realized that our individual talents and joys would lead us to a pleasant division of labor. Rachel took on the responsibility of setting up the tent each night, occasionally going the extra mile to lay out our therma-rests and sleeping bags! I took the role of head chef and would race to finish dinner before the final zipper zipped on our freshly assembled home. When we sat down to dinner we were both grateful to arrive to a completed meal next to a completed tent set up, the surprise and gratitude never got old. Being head chef left me quite a responsibility in supporting the grocery store mission. We scoured boxes for ingredients, always staying away from high fructose corn syrup, suspicious of yellow 5, and frustrated with the endless waste that came with a bag in a box and a 1,000 mile journey to get it to our shelf. The good days we were the ones where we found a local market serving freshly picked, spray free or organic, local goods that we could steam and mix with our perfectly portioned bag of quinoa from the bulk store. Always adding some tasty (ideally, but not always) organic cheddar cheese. I strived to make every dinner taste different than the last. With one pot, one stove, one (very small) cutting board, and a limited amount of spices, this only slightly tricky. Our meals ranged from pasta with veggies and mozzarella, to beans, rice, salsa, and cheddar, to a creamy mac cheese with a roasted chicken. We didn’t skimp on our food. Almost ¾ of the money we spent on our 20 day journey was on food.
The third thing I wanted to write about was decision making. That was such an intense and valuable experience for me that it will have to wait for another blog entry. I have many things to say about the richness, honesty, and new discoveries that came with the experience. You can look forward to that next timeJ
Sunday, August 1, 2010
It is time to write
It is time to write. It is time to find a nook and some how document the past 10+ days. At 9 am on a Sunday morning, after a night like last night, finding a quiet space to myself is pretty easy. The kitchen table of a radical bike co-op house will easily provide me with what I need.
The Experience:
On July 20th, after a 4 day vacation/adventure of bicycling around Vancouver with new friends and unloaded bicycles, Rachel and I packed our rigs and headed north. With four+ saddle bags and a guitar each, the weight, hills, and heat were a challenge at first. With winds on the third day we figured out how to work together. Rachel would often draft me on the down hills for more speed, and we began trading drafting/leading positioning on up hills (most oftenRach and straightaways with big winds. It was not only physically easier to have less wind on the drafters bicycles, but emotionally powerful and inspiring to be following my cycling partner or have her relying on me. At the end of the day we were tired. At the end of Day 5 we were the most tired because our ferry dropped us off on Orcas around 6:30 and we still had 15+ miles of hilly riding to do to arrive at our camp site. We also got accidentally split up for the first (and only, hopefully) time this trip. Each night, when we rolled into camp, We set down our bikes, dug out our eating and shelter gear, and went to our roles. I was in change of cooking dinner, and each night my goal was to provide a nutritiously filling meal that tasted different than last night. While cooking, Rachel would be seeking out flat land for our temporary homestead, setting up the tent, putting out our sleeping bags. Over dinner we were both equally stoked to be sharing a completed meal next to a fully set up tent.
Day 1: Vancouver- Porpoise Prov. Park 40+ miles
Day 2: Porpoise to Saltery Bay 40+ miles
Day 3: Saltery bay to powel river and back down to Parksville75+ miles
Day 4: Parksville to San Juan Island via Crofton, Salt spring Island, Swarz bay to Sidney 45+ miles
Day 5: San Juan loop-Orcas Island Moran State Park 45+ miles
Day 6: Our first day off! Hitched/hiked our way to the top of Mt.Constitution 5-6 miles walking
Day 6: Orcas-Lopez 20 ish miles
Day 7: Lopez to Victoria: 25+ miles
Day 8: laundry, showers, explore Victoria 10 ish miles
Day 9: Victoria to Galiano Island 2 miles (+luxurious van ride with family from VI to GI)
Day 10: Cinnabun in Galiano to Vancouver 15+ miles
Day 11: finally writing this post.
The Experience:
On July 20th, after a 4 day vacation/adventure of bicycling around Vancouver with new friends and unloaded bicycles, Rachel and I packed our rigs and headed north. With four+ saddle bags and a guitar each, the weight, hills, and heat were a challenge at first. With winds on the third day we figured out how to work together. Rachel would often draft me on the down hills for more speed, and we began trading drafting/leading positioning on up hills (most oftenRach and straightaways with big winds. It was not only physically easier to have less wind on the drafters bicycles, but emotionally powerful and inspiring to be following my cycling partner or have her relying on me. At the end of the day we were tired. At the end of Day 5 we were the most tired because our ferry dropped us off on Orcas around 6:30 and we still had 15+ miles of hilly riding to do to arrive at our camp site. We also got accidentally split up for the first (and only, hopefully) time this trip. Each night, when we rolled into camp, We set down our bikes, dug out our eating and shelter gear, and went to our roles. I was in change of cooking dinner, and each night my goal was to provide a nutritiously filling meal that tasted different than last night. While cooking, Rachel would be seeking out flat land for our temporary homestead, setting up the tent, putting out our sleeping bags. Over dinner we were both equally stoked to be sharing a completed meal next to a fully set up tent.
Day 1: Vancouver- Porpoise Prov. Park 40+ miles
Day 2: Porpoise to Saltery Bay 40+ miles
Day 3: Saltery bay to powel river and back down to Parksville75+ miles
Day 4: Parksville to San Juan Island via Crofton, Salt spring Island, Swarz bay to Sidney 45+ miles
Day 5: San Juan loop-Orcas Island Moran State Park 45+ miles
Day 6: Our first day off! Hitched/hiked our way to the top of Mt.Constitution 5-6 miles walking
Day 6: Orcas-Lopez 20 ish miles
Day 7: Lopez to Victoria: 25+ miles
Day 8: laundry, showers, explore Victoria 10 ish miles
Day 9: Victoria to Galiano Island 2 miles (+luxurious van ride with family from VI to GI)
Day 10: Cinnabun in Galiano to Vancouver 15+ miles
Day 11: finally writing this post.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
3 minutes remaining
i have 2 minutes remaining to write a post. life is sweet. we are in the san juan islands telling folks we are the minstel cycles and serenading them. i am happy.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
More pictures have been acquired!
(Pic 1) These were my festi posse for Oregon Country Fair. (pic 2) Coco and I were co-workers, friends, family and shared a duplex back in the Headlands days. He and Clare Owl worked at Rosie's Desserts (pic 3 crew of co-workers) and I played music outside in exchange for free cheese cake (pic 4). What a rad deal. (pic 5) I made a hip Aussie friend too. Enjoy!
HEading out today!
Its 7 am and everyone in the house is either still asleep or already out for the day. We leave today, which means as soon as i wake up, i'm up. Its a curse and a blessing all at the same time, just like everything else.
We will head north from here (Vancouver BC) for our first real ride! We plan on riding 40 miles today. We are going north, then west (over Strait of Georgia and onto Vancouver Island) , then south to Victoria and hopefully the Olympic Peninsula if we have time.
here are some pics of maps of our route for the day and for the week/BC area.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Surprise!
I found internet in Canada! It wasn't that hard. In fact many (if not most or all) of the features found in America can be found in Canada. Minus the high rates of crime.
Rachel and I found our way from the train on Friday evening to our weekend home in Vancouver. A co-op of people like us, took us in, gave us beds, food and friends, and will remain in our hearts for the duration of this trip and longer.
We have had fun bike adventures, breakfasts, beach visits, wiener dog races, and much much more. Yesterday we spent the day with rad biking folks who biked us all over the town. We biked 30+ kilometers going from house to house, to races, to beach. its a hilly town, but it's bike friendly and no one in our group seemed to mind the distances. we were a very happy bike posse.
Today we have few plans, i want to buy a new helmet and attach a light to my bicycle. Rachel is upstairs rocking out on the guitar.
i am recovering well from the poison oak. its a bit itchy but no longer spreading, which is AWESOME!
We are planning on heading north tomorrow. We try to anticipate certain things, but really we have no idea. so our main plan is to head north and eventually get on a ferry west. we have tent and stove, so i think we are good. keep your thoughts on for good weather ey?
hope this finds you well.
Smiles
rose
ps rachel says hi
Rachel and I found our way from the train on Friday evening to our weekend home in Vancouver. A co-op of people like us, took us in, gave us beds, food and friends, and will remain in our hearts for the duration of this trip and longer.
We have had fun bike adventures, breakfasts, beach visits, wiener dog races, and much much more. Yesterday we spent the day with rad biking folks who biked us all over the town. We biked 30+ kilometers going from house to house, to races, to beach. its a hilly town, but it's bike friendly and no one in our group seemed to mind the distances. we were a very happy bike posse.
Today we have few plans, i want to buy a new helmet and attach a light to my bicycle. Rachel is upstairs rocking out on the guitar.
i am recovering well from the poison oak. its a bit itchy but no longer spreading, which is AWESOME!
We are planning on heading north tomorrow. We try to anticipate certain things, but really we have no idea. so our main plan is to head north and eventually get on a ferry west. we have tent and stove, so i think we are good. keep your thoughts on for good weather ey?
hope this finds you well.
Smiles
rose
ps rachel says hi
Thursday, July 15, 2010
many pictures have been taken, few have survived
I know in the past 2 weeks I have smiled for many a photo. Packing light and with minimal valuable electronics (cell phone and pen drive) I am reliant on the distribution of the photographers. In this case the photos have been provided by face book. So here you have the four photos that have made their way back to me to puzzle piece capture my journey. If you have more, please send them my way.
In other news hourly cleaning with tecnu and aloe are working magic tricks on my inner knee and shoulder and topical steroids are on the way. i try to keep it natural, but in the name of poison oak, i am owned by western meds.
Hope this finds you well. I am headed to Canada tomorrow. I bought my travel health insurance today and Rachel is probably going to buy her's this afternoon. I may be out of communications for the next 20 days. I imagine we will find a library or generous host here or there, but just in case, farewell until then. I will dream of you fondly:)
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
P.O.
Today I write from my bed/friend’s couch in Seattle. I arrived Monday evening and have been recovering from a doubt of poison oak for the past two days. I tried the herbal route, but it doesn’t seem to be nipping it in the bud the way I need it to in order to head out tomorrow. I am moving on to militant hourly cleansing with Tecnu. If that doesn’t work I am hoping for a prescription of something a little stronger. Know any good doctors in Seattle?
In my distracted state of festival living I was assuming the itching was bug bites and was scratching away. Now I am healing a big patch on the back of my knee and a smaller patch on my shoulder, small spots on my stomach, and little dots on my ears and under my left eye. Gross, yes, but that’s what comes with reading my blog. The trials and tribulations of being a “diseased” house guest SUCK! But my hosts are nice about it and luckily have a washing machine so I will wash my clothes many times.
Rachel arrives tomorrow and we set off on our adventure to Vancouver, Vancouver Island, the little islands in between (which ones is tbd), and The Olympic peninsula. Rachel flies out of Seattle on August 3rd. This year has been a great year for our friendship. We have discovered similar passions, beliefs, and frustrations with the world. We have enjoyed become best friends while riding our bikes, spending time with our crew of friends, and processing the world. A big part of me feels like I have been looking for this type of friendship my whole life, and I am so grateful to have finally found it. Now we get to spend 20 days together, hopefully we won’t kill each other : ). In September Rachel will move to Santa Barbara for a master’s degree in environmental science. She is one smart cookie, and I am so proud of her taking the next step. While I am sad we won’t live in the same place next year, I know we will be friends for the rest of our lives.
Well the Oregon Country Fair was a trip. Yes, the west coast sure does have an excessive amount of rave-esq weekend long parties and this was another one of them. Each one definitely takes on it's own unique vibe and I am grateful that I have been lucky enough to experience the similarities and differences of so many over my west coast sabbatical. The OCF is a ferrie hippie constructed, using mostly natural resources, with 30+ years of detailed and care, shopping mall. Booths and booths of hand crafted consumer goods line the paths way with the occasional beautifully decorated stage. I recently heard it described as a really great party that no one could afford to throw, so they invited the public. From 11am-7pm every day 20,000+ people stroll the streets of the fair to shop, eat, and watch talented performers. From 7pm-11am the workers take back the streets and shop, eat and watch talented performers with fewer crowds. I haven’t had enough distance to really conceptualize the whole experience to write more than that, but I’m glad I made it inside. I saw and experienced things that I imagine exist no where else in the world.
I'm off to take a nap and rest up for our big bike journey! I hope you all are well!
Smiles
Rose
In my distracted state of festival living I was assuming the itching was bug bites and was scratching away. Now I am healing a big patch on the back of my knee and a smaller patch on my shoulder, small spots on my stomach, and little dots on my ears and under my left eye. Gross, yes, but that’s what comes with reading my blog. The trials and tribulations of being a “diseased” house guest SUCK! But my hosts are nice about it and luckily have a washing machine so I will wash my clothes many times.
Rachel arrives tomorrow and we set off on our adventure to Vancouver, Vancouver Island, the little islands in between (which ones is tbd), and The Olympic peninsula. Rachel flies out of Seattle on August 3rd. This year has been a great year for our friendship. We have discovered similar passions, beliefs, and frustrations with the world. We have enjoyed become best friends while riding our bikes, spending time with our crew of friends, and processing the world. A big part of me feels like I have been looking for this type of friendship my whole life, and I am so grateful to have finally found it. Now we get to spend 20 days together, hopefully we won’t kill each other : ). In September Rachel will move to Santa Barbara for a master’s degree in environmental science. She is one smart cookie, and I am so proud of her taking the next step. While I am sad we won’t live in the same place next year, I know we will be friends for the rest of our lives.
Well the Oregon Country Fair was a trip. Yes, the west coast sure does have an excessive amount of rave-esq weekend long parties and this was another one of them. Each one definitely takes on it's own unique vibe and I am grateful that I have been lucky enough to experience the similarities and differences of so many over my west coast sabbatical. The OCF is a ferrie hippie constructed, using mostly natural resources, with 30+ years of detailed and care, shopping mall. Booths and booths of hand crafted consumer goods line the paths way with the occasional beautifully decorated stage. I recently heard it described as a really great party that no one could afford to throw, so they invited the public. From 11am-7pm every day 20,000+ people stroll the streets of the fair to shop, eat, and watch talented performers. From 7pm-11am the workers take back the streets and shop, eat and watch talented performers with fewer crowds. I haven’t had enough distance to really conceptualize the whole experience to write more than that, but I’m glad I made it inside. I saw and experienced things that I imagine exist no where else in the world.
I'm off to take a nap and rest up for our big bike journey! I hope you all are well!
Smiles
Rose
Monday, July 12, 2010
week 2 ish
Hey Friends,
miles traveled:972-ish
by bicycle:38
by fully loaded bicycle: 20.5
It is that time again. I have landed by a couch, computer, and friendly faces. I made my way from Eugene, OR to Seattle WA. I rode my fully loaded bike from the festival to Eugene today. It was roughly 20 miles. I had planned to catch a ride instead of bike but as I was attaching my bike to a car two rad ladies showed up with fully loaded bikes and invited me to ride with them. We cruised through the country side talking about dreams, experiences, and how to make biking more practical for all. It was the first ride of my trip, and I couldn't be more inspired, comfortable, and supported by the experience.
After another week of festivaling i am excited to hang out in seattle with very few things planned. I think I have picked up a bit of posion oak while camping and will spend tomorrow washing clothes, buying some technu, and relaxing. I will hopefully make phone calls and write e mails, so if you feel like connecting, give me a ring!
I will write more tomorrow. until then, sleep:)
Smiles,
Rose
miles traveled:972-ish
by bicycle:38
by fully loaded bicycle: 20.5
It is that time again. I have landed by a couch, computer, and friendly faces. I made my way from Eugene, OR to Seattle WA. I rode my fully loaded bike from the festival to Eugene today. It was roughly 20 miles. I had planned to catch a ride instead of bike but as I was attaching my bike to a car two rad ladies showed up with fully loaded bikes and invited me to ride with them. We cruised through the country side talking about dreams, experiences, and how to make biking more practical for all. It was the first ride of my trip, and I couldn't be more inspired, comfortable, and supported by the experience.
After another week of festivaling i am excited to hang out in seattle with very few things planned. I think I have picked up a bit of posion oak while camping and will spend tomorrow washing clothes, buying some technu, and relaxing. I will hopefully make phone calls and write e mails, so if you feel like connecting, give me a ring!
I will write more tomorrow. until then, sleep:)
Smiles,
Rose
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Hello from the road
miles traveled:668
by bicycle:10
by fully loaded bicycle: .5
I have been traveling with Joe Peace (who is a total GEM to travel with) since Monday morning. Being on the road for the past week, it appears both Joe and I are happily sunk into living room furniture and the internet.
On Wednesday, June 30th I was picked up from my SF apt around 1:27pm by my two friends Liz and Erin. After a few urban pick ups we hit the road for High Sierra Music Festival. The festival was a blast. I scored with camping and was stoked out with a bunch of sweet ladies with tasty food. We camped in the center of the festival, next to the building that hosted the acoustic performances, chill evening shows, and really comfy inflatable red things. There were many rad city friends up for the weekend. I did yoga every morning. Sometimes normal yoga, sometimes acro yoga, and sometimes both. In the afternoons I helped Joe pass out his peace medallions.
I made a point of taking really good care of myself. I hid out in the tent or in the "living room" while I slowly adapted to the festival vibe. I got to send really great quality time with close friends who were attending the festival. I was much more interested in hanging out with my current friends than making new ones or going to see shows and that felt really good.
Joe and I hit the road on Monday morning and camped along the way a few miles away from Mt Shasta. We found a cool campground and I got to enjoy nice evening and morning hikes. Joe is a super chill travel buddy. We both enjoy tasty and healthy food, taking it slow, and talking about peace/life.
I will be helping Joe and his wife Ashley out at the Oregon Country Fair. I have to start looking for a ride up to Seattle. I will be meeting Rachel there next Thursday (the 17th) and while I could ride my bike, I don't think i could do it quite in time to meet her, so I am hoping to find a road trip buddy who is interested in taking a day or two to get there. I wouldn't mind visiting friends in Portland. So folks, if you know anyone heading from Eugene to Seattle next week, please direct them to me! (434 825 2890)
Most importantly, I feel healthy, happy and grateful for my opportunity to ride the waves of travel, experience, and joy. Smiles, hugs, and connection to all of you. Thanks for taking the time to read (all or some of) this.
Smiles,
Rose
by bicycle:10
by fully loaded bicycle: .5
I have been traveling with Joe Peace (who is a total GEM to travel with) since Monday morning. Being on the road for the past week, it appears both Joe and I are happily sunk into living room furniture and the internet.
On Wednesday, June 30th I was picked up from my SF apt around 1:27pm by my two friends Liz and Erin. After a few urban pick ups we hit the road for High Sierra Music Festival. The festival was a blast. I scored with camping and was stoked out with a bunch of sweet ladies with tasty food. We camped in the center of the festival, next to the building that hosted the acoustic performances, chill evening shows, and really comfy inflatable red things. There were many rad city friends up for the weekend. I did yoga every morning. Sometimes normal yoga, sometimes acro yoga, and sometimes both. In the afternoons I helped Joe pass out his peace medallions.
I made a point of taking really good care of myself. I hid out in the tent or in the "living room" while I slowly adapted to the festival vibe. I got to send really great quality time with close friends who were attending the festival. I was much more interested in hanging out with my current friends than making new ones or going to see shows and that felt really good.
Joe and I hit the road on Monday morning and camped along the way a few miles away from Mt Shasta. We found a cool campground and I got to enjoy nice evening and morning hikes. Joe is a super chill travel buddy. We both enjoy tasty and healthy food, taking it slow, and talking about peace/life.
I will be helping Joe and his wife Ashley out at the Oregon Country Fair. I have to start looking for a ride up to Seattle. I will be meeting Rachel there next Thursday (the 17th) and while I could ride my bike, I don't think i could do it quite in time to meet her, so I am hoping to find a road trip buddy who is interested in taking a day or two to get there. I wouldn't mind visiting friends in Portland. So folks, if you know anyone heading from Eugene to Seattle next week, please direct them to me! (434 825 2890)
Most importantly, I feel healthy, happy and grateful for my opportunity to ride the waves of travel, experience, and joy. Smiles, hugs, and connection to all of you. Thanks for taking the time to read (all or some of) this.
Smiles,
Rose
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
good byes, adventures, and cup cakes.
It’s Wednesday, June 30, 2010. I didn’t think this day was ever going to come. In fact I thought tomorrow would make a better today, but my ride leaves at noon, and in my commitment to flow with the current of the world, I will go with it. I am headed up to High Sierra, a music festival with 5-6,000 participants, and a crew of some of my favorites.
I will be prancing around with homies, dancing to good tunes, and helping my friend Joe Peace spread his message to the world. Peace. Joe makes peace medallions and spreads the peace far and wide at festivals throughout the year. He suggests a donation of $3-10 for one of his necklaces. People gather from all directions of the festival, grateful for the perfect memory and message. For years Joe has been on my radar. I received my first medallion at a festival 3 years ago. I wore it every day and on my travels. I ran across people all around the country, who either wondered what it was or knew because they had interacted with it before. This message of peace is spreading far and wide and it comes in a million different languages. The benefit (and dream) of this message is that is folks from different cultures and languages recognize this medallion on an enemy speaking a different language, hopefully they can find a common ground in their mutual desire for peace. It’s a big dream, but the option of monitoring the showers vs. spreading the peace train, is an easy choice for me.
After High Sierra I am off to Oregon Country Fair. From there I will find a ride (fingers crossed) from Eugene to Seattle where I will meet Rachel for our 17 day bicycle tour around Vancouver, Vancouver Island, The Olympic Peninsula, and back to Seattle for Camp Ten Trees (Gay Camp!!!). I plan on being back in the bay by September 1st, but am very hopeful that I can do this without a plane ticket. I am tempted to ride, but it doesn’t look like I will have the time (I despise this excuse).
I was inspired to write this blog this morning because I was reflecting on what a delightful gathering I was apart of last night. My close friends have been getting together for dinner every Tuesday for the past year.5( at least) and last night was an array of new and old faces and long hugs. I couldn’t feel more grounded in my community in preparation of my departure. It also couldn’t be harder to leave such delightful faces. But that’s why I decided to go for 2 months at a time instead of 2 years. So to any of you reading this, and any one reading this, thank you for being such a wonderful, supportive, and open friend along this journey we call life.
Well I am to finish packing/cleaning. Smiles, hugs, and tasty food.
I will be prancing around with homies, dancing to good tunes, and helping my friend Joe Peace spread his message to the world. Peace. Joe makes peace medallions and spreads the peace far and wide at festivals throughout the year. He suggests a donation of $3-10 for one of his necklaces. People gather from all directions of the festival, grateful for the perfect memory and message. For years Joe has been on my radar. I received my first medallion at a festival 3 years ago. I wore it every day and on my travels. I ran across people all around the country, who either wondered what it was or knew because they had interacted with it before. This message of peace is spreading far and wide and it comes in a million different languages. The benefit (and dream) of this message is that is folks from different cultures and languages recognize this medallion on an enemy speaking a different language, hopefully they can find a common ground in their mutual desire for peace. It’s a big dream, but the option of monitoring the showers vs. spreading the peace train, is an easy choice for me.
After High Sierra I am off to Oregon Country Fair. From there I will find a ride (fingers crossed) from Eugene to Seattle where I will meet Rachel for our 17 day bicycle tour around Vancouver, Vancouver Island, The Olympic Peninsula, and back to Seattle for Camp Ten Trees (Gay Camp!!!). I plan on being back in the bay by September 1st, but am very hopeful that I can do this without a plane ticket. I am tempted to ride, but it doesn’t look like I will have the time (I despise this excuse).
I was inspired to write this blog this morning because I was reflecting on what a delightful gathering I was apart of last night. My close friends have been getting together for dinner every Tuesday for the past year.5( at least) and last night was an array of new and old faces and long hugs. I couldn’t feel more grounded in my community in preparation of my departure. It also couldn’t be harder to leave such delightful faces. But that’s why I decided to go for 2 months at a time instead of 2 years. So to any of you reading this, and any one reading this, thank you for being such a wonderful, supportive, and open friend along this journey we call life.
Well I am to finish packing/cleaning. Smiles, hugs, and tasty food.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
bragging rights
Hello Friends,
Greetings to new and old friends, and a special warm hello to those I have not spoken to in far too long. I was featured today in a blog as queer female leader in the SF bicycle movement. I am beyond honored (and therefore bragging:). If you would like to read the article: http://www.sfbike.org/main/rose-johnson-pride-month-profile/
I am about to take off on a 2 month adventure, you can read all about it at apothocurious.blogspot.com. I am excited and grateful for the opportunity to continue to search for truth, happiness, the way, and whatever that may mean.
I hope this finds you well!
Smiles,
Rose
Apothocurious
Greetings to new and old friends, and a special warm hello to those I have not spoken to in far too long. I was featured today in a blog as queer female leader in the SF bicycle movement. I am beyond honored (and therefore bragging:). If you would like to read the article: http://www.sfbike.org/main/rose-johnson-pride-month-profile/
I am about to take off on a 2 month adventure, you can read all about it at apothocurious.blogspot.com. I am excited and grateful for the opportunity to continue to search for truth, happiness, the way, and whatever that may mean.
I hope this finds you well!
Smiles,
Rose
Apothocurious
Friday, June 18, 2010
Minstrel Cycles
As Apothocurious takes a Hummus Hiatus, it is only natural that this bicycle powered urban culinary adventure takes a nibble on a bicycle powered coastal adventure. This summer is serving up double doses of festivals, summer camps, and a self-propelled minstrel cycle.
While I was working hard in the kitchen, delivering hummus on bikes, and educating the youth on safe ways to do what we do, I found myself restlessly day dreaming about the simplicity of living off my bike. In the dream I am, for once, doing just one thing: ride my bike. Due to limited storage; I, for once, only carry the necessities. With the freedom achieved from low cost, self-propelled travel, I, for once, am open to the currents of the travel ferries!
The agenda looks something like this:
June has been full of Yosemite adventures, Ohio Weddings and Virginia homesteads.
July 1st I head north (in a car…) for High Seirra. I will be working with my friend Joe Peace who practices peace by making peace medallions and offering them to festival goers in exchange for suggested, or available, donations. I am also hoping to rally a crew of good people to enjoy the show together! If you are interested, I hope you will join in the festivities! From Quincy I will travel with Joe (again, in a car…warming up or something) to the Oregon Country Fair where I will help and practice peace too! I will hop out of the peace wagon in Eugene, OR, and make my, one way or another( hitch, train, bike?), to Vancouver where I will find Helmet on
July 17th-Vancouver! With only 20 days of bike touring freedom, my fellow minstrel and I will travel from Vancouver to Seattle via The Vancouver islands, The Olympic peninsula and, of course, the occasional, and necessary, ferry. In preparation, my partner in crime, Rachel Freed AKA Helmet, is currently riding the AIDs Life Cycle. I am, circumstantially, sitting on an airplane. On a proud side note, on a parental visit this past week; I was able to get both of my parents out on a short neighborhood bike ride. Woot Woot.
Helmet and I will enjoy the sites of the city lights before we head north, west, south, south, and then east into Seattle. We have a tentative route mapped thanks for Biking the Coast. Aside from the rough outline of a route, I think the only things on the agenda are: bikes, island visits, family adventures, farmers markets, tasty food, new friends, adventure, and music (hence the name of our team, the minstrel cycles)! I will try to keep you updated as we discover life on bikes!
August 6th-28th. I will spend the rest of the month in or near Seattle working at Camp Ten Trees. Camp Ten Trees, often references as Gay Camp, has two unique sessions. The first session caters to youth coming from alternative families, Queer parents, Poly families, and everything in the spectrum. The second week caters to youth who identify as queer. For this session they have girls town, boys town, and gender-landia. I will be working with the oldest group from Boys town. I am excited because I have never been a leader for a boys group before.
I am traveling without any of the technology that would allow me to update this blog. No camera, no computer, not even an Ipod or smart phone! However, I have a feeling this blog will get updated throughout the summer. So stay posted! Let me know if you would like to receive an e-mail blast when I post. Though I bet if you are tech savvy (unlike me) you can figure out how to make the computer do that for you!
While I was working hard in the kitchen, delivering hummus on bikes, and educating the youth on safe ways to do what we do, I found myself restlessly day dreaming about the simplicity of living off my bike. In the dream I am, for once, doing just one thing: ride my bike. Due to limited storage; I, for once, only carry the necessities. With the freedom achieved from low cost, self-propelled travel, I, for once, am open to the currents of the travel ferries!
The agenda looks something like this:
June has been full of Yosemite adventures, Ohio Weddings and Virginia homesteads.
July 1st I head north (in a car…) for High Seirra. I will be working with my friend Joe Peace who practices peace by making peace medallions and offering them to festival goers in exchange for suggested, or available, donations. I am also hoping to rally a crew of good people to enjoy the show together! If you are interested, I hope you will join in the festivities! From Quincy I will travel with Joe (again, in a car…warming up or something) to the Oregon Country Fair where I will help and practice peace too! I will hop out of the peace wagon in Eugene, OR, and make my, one way or another( hitch, train, bike?), to Vancouver where I will find Helmet on
July 17th-Vancouver! With only 20 days of bike touring freedom, my fellow minstrel and I will travel from Vancouver to Seattle via The Vancouver islands, The Olympic peninsula and, of course, the occasional, and necessary, ferry. In preparation, my partner in crime, Rachel Freed AKA Helmet, is currently riding the AIDs Life Cycle. I am, circumstantially, sitting on an airplane. On a proud side note, on a parental visit this past week; I was able to get both of my parents out on a short neighborhood bike ride. Woot Woot.
Helmet and I will enjoy the sites of the city lights before we head north, west, south, south, and then east into Seattle. We have a tentative route mapped thanks for Biking the Coast. Aside from the rough outline of a route, I think the only things on the agenda are: bikes, island visits, family adventures, farmers markets, tasty food, new friends, adventure, and music (hence the name of our team, the minstrel cycles)! I will try to keep you updated as we discover life on bikes!
August 6th-28th. I will spend the rest of the month in or near Seattle working at Camp Ten Trees. Camp Ten Trees, often references as Gay Camp, has two unique sessions. The first session caters to youth coming from alternative families, Queer parents, Poly families, and everything in the spectrum. The second week caters to youth who identify as queer. For this session they have girls town, boys town, and gender-landia. I will be working with the oldest group from Boys town. I am excited because I have never been a leader for a boys group before.
I am traveling without any of the technology that would allow me to update this blog. No camera, no computer, not even an Ipod or smart phone! However, I have a feeling this blog will get updated throughout the summer. So stay posted! Let me know if you would like to receive an e-mail blast when I post. Though I bet if you are tech savvy (unlike me) you can figure out how to make the computer do that for you!
Planes in the air
As I sit in my isle seat, zone 4, of the airplane that will take me clear across the country and then to the “middle,” I gaze at my desktop as I wait for word to open. My desktop is littered with an assortment of photos that have recently come into circulation. A diverse collection of memories from past adventures, silly college photos, and an array of bicycle shots that accompanied a recent blog feature I did on women who bike. Perhaps I will include some of these random photos with this next blog posting. The feelings that are stirred up through these visuals are unique beyond words.
I have begun my decent into the warm pool on a cool summer day. Instead of my usual behavior of jumping in and catching my breath later, this time I creep in. In my dedication to seasonal employment, keeping the school schedule alive, I find myself on the cusp of completion and reflection. What have I completed? I am so glad you asked. This year I started my own business, shared committed and communicative relationships, and worked with the YBike program to get kids riding bikes safely in the streets of San Francisco. I did really cool work this year. But I can’t ignore what happened last summer. I found freedom, self-reliance, and a spark for more. I find myself back here again. I am on the edge of adventure, departing from paradise to pursue such great unknown.
All spring I found myself restless from the unrelenting winter. I took on a lot of responsibility, risk, and stress this year. Stress, which I am morally against, took a nibble on my soul. If it’s not fun, why do it? Can you have responsibility and risk without it? I started asking big questions, but instead of answering them, I daydreamed. I daydreamed about the ways I want to live simply, on my bicycle, within nature, and in peace. I also dreamed of ways I can live within the densely populated environment and still hold onto my values of natural space, simplicity, and spontaneity. The goals of this summer adventure are based on that curiosity. I will fulfill my daydreams through action. A number of things could come from this. I may dissolve the illusion of daydreams by living them. I may change my city behavior based on what is learned and loved in this adventure. I may decide to continue more fully towards this daydream. Perhaps, and more likely, something completely out of the ordinary and unexpected will happen. The world may never know, but soon I will.
I have begun my decent into the warm pool on a cool summer day. Instead of my usual behavior of jumping in and catching my breath later, this time I creep in. In my dedication to seasonal employment, keeping the school schedule alive, I find myself on the cusp of completion and reflection. What have I completed? I am so glad you asked. This year I started my own business, shared committed and communicative relationships, and worked with the YBike program to get kids riding bikes safely in the streets of San Francisco. I did really cool work this year. But I can’t ignore what happened last summer. I found freedom, self-reliance, and a spark for more. I find myself back here again. I am on the edge of adventure, departing from paradise to pursue such great unknown.
All spring I found myself restless from the unrelenting winter. I took on a lot of responsibility, risk, and stress this year. Stress, which I am morally against, took a nibble on my soul. If it’s not fun, why do it? Can you have responsibility and risk without it? I started asking big questions, but instead of answering them, I daydreamed. I daydreamed about the ways I want to live simply, on my bicycle, within nature, and in peace. I also dreamed of ways I can live within the densely populated environment and still hold onto my values of natural space, simplicity, and spontaneity. The goals of this summer adventure are based on that curiosity. I will fulfill my daydreams through action. A number of things could come from this. I may dissolve the illusion of daydreams by living them. I may change my city behavior based on what is learned and loved in this adventure. I may decide to continue more fully towards this daydream. Perhaps, and more likely, something completely out of the ordinary and unexpected will happen. The world may never know, but soon I will.
Friday, May 28, 2010
leg one
Yo-sem-ite.
Last Monday morning I received an e-mail invitation from my sweetheart for a visit in Yosemite. My weekend has been spent struggling with the dense population, overly paved public spaces, and the tininess that is my home. The decision to go was simple, the tactics for getting out of work were reasonable, and the transportation would soon present itself.
I was lucky enough to connect with a fellow “city lover going to visit her country lover for the weekend,” to travel with. We made the adventure together on Thursday morning. Each stop made along the way was delicious, mysterious, and reassuring that the world had our back. Stop one, gas station, central valley, CA. I snuck into the bathroom and on my way back found a large black truck, tires taller than most of my students, blasting fox news. I offered the stout man of color a strawberry. He, sensing our contrasting appearances, began explaining how he listens to fox in addition to many other liberal radio stations. He began explaining his dislike of larger corporations, blaming them for all of the unjust in certain political situations. Even though this man and I were living very different lives, I felt very communally human in the experience.
Next stop was a cherry stand. We paused for a minute to pick up a few more rations. The woman selling us our fair was so friendly and offered us delicious, spray free, pre washed cherries. She made friendly conversation and told us to come back and get some cherries for our mothers on way back. Needless to say, I picked up three baskets on the way back.
Our third stop was in Oakhurt, the last town before Wawona, where our lovers were co-leading English emersion courses for 12 students from the area. We found ourselves at a small gas station, with a friendly man who graciously shared his filtered water.
We met our country lovers at work and enjoyed a tasty lunch on the porch of the hub of education programs within the park. I was lucky enough to borrow a bike for a exploratory adventure. It was delightful to wander the open spaces. I was able to leave the bike unlocked to sit on a large rock next to a rushing river. Later, the crew would reunite to jump in the same river. The next day I climbed to the top of the river to see some snow holding out for waiting for warmer weather.
Long dinners, simple cabins in the woods, Yosemite adventures, drastic views, wonderful company, backyard music festivals, and a safe ride home (acquired at the music festival) made for a wonderful start of my summer adventure. Thanks to everyone who helped made it possible.
Last Monday morning I received an e-mail invitation from my sweetheart for a visit in Yosemite. My weekend has been spent struggling with the dense population, overly paved public spaces, and the tininess that is my home. The decision to go was simple, the tactics for getting out of work were reasonable, and the transportation would soon present itself.
I was lucky enough to connect with a fellow “city lover going to visit her country lover for the weekend,” to travel with. We made the adventure together on Thursday morning. Each stop made along the way was delicious, mysterious, and reassuring that the world had our back. Stop one, gas station, central valley, CA. I snuck into the bathroom and on my way back found a large black truck, tires taller than most of my students, blasting fox news. I offered the stout man of color a strawberry. He, sensing our contrasting appearances, began explaining how he listens to fox in addition to many other liberal radio stations. He began explaining his dislike of larger corporations, blaming them for all of the unjust in certain political situations. Even though this man and I were living very different lives, I felt very communally human in the experience.
Next stop was a cherry stand. We paused for a minute to pick up a few more rations. The woman selling us our fair was so friendly and offered us delicious, spray free, pre washed cherries. She made friendly conversation and told us to come back and get some cherries for our mothers on way back. Needless to say, I picked up three baskets on the way back.
Our third stop was in Oakhurt, the last town before Wawona, where our lovers were co-leading English emersion courses for 12 students from the area. We found ourselves at a small gas station, with a friendly man who graciously shared his filtered water.
We met our country lovers at work and enjoyed a tasty lunch on the porch of the hub of education programs within the park. I was lucky enough to borrow a bike for a exploratory adventure. It was delightful to wander the open spaces. I was able to leave the bike unlocked to sit on a large rock next to a rushing river. Later, the crew would reunite to jump in the same river. The next day I climbed to the top of the river to see some snow holding out for waiting for warmer weather.
Long dinners, simple cabins in the woods, Yosemite adventures, drastic views, wonderful company, backyard music festivals, and a safe ride home (acquired at the music festival) made for a wonderful start of my summer adventure. Thanks to everyone who helped made it possible.
blogging is the new journal
As I sit in my isle seat, zone 4, of the airplane that will take me clear across the country and then to the “middle,” I gaze at my desktop as I wait for word to open. My desktop is littered with an assortment of photos that have recently come into circulation. A diverse collection of memories from past adventures, silly college photos, and an array of bicycle shots that accompanied a recent blog feature I did on women who bike. Perhaps I will include some of these random photos with this next blog posting. The feelings that are stirred up through these visuals are unique beyond words.
I have begun my decent into the warm pool on a cool summer day. Instead of my usual behavior of jumping in and catching my breath later, this time I creep in. In my dedication to seasonal employment, keeping the school schedule alive, I find myself on the cusp of completion and reflection. What have I completed? I am so glad you asked. This year I started my own business, shared committed and communicative relationships, and worked with the YBike program to get kids riding bikes safely in the streets of San Francisco. I did really cool work this year. But I can’t ignore what happened last summer. I found freedom, self-reliance, and a spark for more. I find myself back here again. I am on the edge of adventure, departing from paradise to pursue such great unknown.
All spring I found myself restless from the unrelenting winter. I took on a lot of responsibility, risk, and stress this year. Stress, which I am morally against, took a nibble on my soul. If it’s not fun, why do it? Can you have responsibility and risk without it? I started asking big questions, but instead of answering them, I daydreamed. I daydreamed about the ways I want to live simply, on my bicycle, within nature, and in peace. I also dreamed of ways I can live within the densely populated environment and still hold onto my values of natural space, simplicity, and spontaneity. The goals of this summer adventure are based on that curiosity. I will fulfill my daydreams through action. A number of things could come from this. I may dissolve the illusion of daydreams by living them. I may change my city behavior based on what is learned and loved in this adventure. I may decide to continue more fully towards this daydream. Perhaps, and more likely, something completely out of the ordinary and unexpected will happen. The world may never know, but soon I will.
I have begun my decent into the warm pool on a cool summer day. Instead of my usual behavior of jumping in and catching my breath later, this time I creep in. In my dedication to seasonal employment, keeping the school schedule alive, I find myself on the cusp of completion and reflection. What have I completed? I am so glad you asked. This year I started my own business, shared committed and communicative relationships, and worked with the YBike program to get kids riding bikes safely in the streets of San Francisco. I did really cool work this year. But I can’t ignore what happened last summer. I found freedom, self-reliance, and a spark for more. I find myself back here again. I am on the edge of adventure, departing from paradise to pursue such great unknown.
All spring I found myself restless from the unrelenting winter. I took on a lot of responsibility, risk, and stress this year. Stress, which I am morally against, took a nibble on my soul. If it’s not fun, why do it? Can you have responsibility and risk without it? I started asking big questions, but instead of answering them, I daydreamed. I daydreamed about the ways I want to live simply, on my bicycle, within nature, and in peace. I also dreamed of ways I can live within the densely populated environment and still hold onto my values of natural space, simplicity, and spontaneity. The goals of this summer adventure are based on that curiosity. I will fulfill my daydreams through action. A number of things could come from this. I may dissolve the illusion of daydreams by living them. I may change my city behavior based on what is learned and loved in this adventure. I may decide to continue more fully towards this daydream. Perhaps, and more likely, something completely out of the ordinary and unexpected will happen. The world may never know, but soon I will.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
I'm back
I just had my planning meeting with my bestie who is joining me for a few weeks of my summer journey. I am counting down the days until I am done working. I am buying and building all the infrastructure for my bike. I am talking to friends who have been here, seen that, or know this. I am getting all googly eyed over google maps. I am getting ready!
I believe in seasonal employment. And the season for employment is up. I've worked my ass of this year, working 2-5 jobs, starting my own business, biking all over town, DIYing, trading, and saving to go on this journey. It is time. The first leg of the rest of the journey of the rest of my life.
July 1st sub-letter moves in (thanks seth!) and Rose hits the road with bike, mandolin, and one pair of pants. The route will take me by van-again and truck to two festival, High Sierra (see you there!) and Oregon Country Fair. From there I will have one week to meet Rachel in Vancouver where we will travel for 3 weeks, north, west, south, south, and east, to Seattle via the gulf islands. The rest of August will be spent at Camp Ten Trees and around Seattle.
I have no clue what this journey will bring me. Last summer brought me solo camping and Apothocurious.
I spend a lot of time day dreaming, and I am finally following out those dreams. I dream about living off my bicycle. I dream of cooking food. I dream of meeting strangers and trading stories, tables, and hugs with them. I dream of freedom. This is one step closer to finding it. I dream of writing again. Here we go!
I believe in seasonal employment. And the season for employment is up. I've worked my ass of this year, working 2-5 jobs, starting my own business, biking all over town, DIYing, trading, and saving to go on this journey. It is time. The first leg of the rest of the journey of the rest of my life.
July 1st sub-letter moves in (thanks seth!) and Rose hits the road with bike, mandolin, and one pair of pants. The route will take me by van-again and truck to two festival, High Sierra (see you there!) and Oregon Country Fair. From there I will have one week to meet Rachel in Vancouver where we will travel for 3 weeks, north, west, south, south, and east, to Seattle via the gulf islands. The rest of August will be spent at Camp Ten Trees and around Seattle.
I have no clue what this journey will bring me. Last summer brought me solo camping and Apothocurious.
I spend a lot of time day dreaming, and I am finally following out those dreams. I dream about living off my bicycle. I dream of cooking food. I dream of meeting strangers and trading stories, tables, and hugs with them. I dream of freedom. This is one step closer to finding it. I dream of writing again. Here we go!
The Latest
Hello ApothoCustomers!
I hope this e-mail finds you well. After April reflections and system modifications (fancy words for taking a frickin’ break) I have decided that next step to being a culinary adventure is to go on a culinary adventure! June, July and August will be full of bicycle travels, northwestern adventures, and new personal challenges. I will continue to learn about food production, ethics and cooking! In September, when the hibernation winds start blowing I will probably (unless this biking around the world dream just takes me away) put my roots back into the SF ground. Apothocurious has had so many successful experiences this year that I am excited to see what direction it takes next!
The future:
If Apothocurious is going to go on it needs a big kitchen, a business plan, and maybe even a business partner. The last two are already in process, but I need your help on this kitchen dream. I am putting out my feelers for a big (low-to-zero cost) kitchen (preferable in the NOPA area) with lots of fridge space. Ideally this is not in a personal home, though details can be worked out. Maybe even on with sweet equipment!
Jars
You are probably wondering what you should do with those fun jars you are juggling. Well you can either A. consider your deposit a donation/investment for the future to Apothocurious or B. Request either your second set of jars or deposit to be delivered to your door. E mail for more details!
This year:
Apothocurious delivered Hummus, Salad, Salsa and Pesto biweekly to over 30 customers. We hosted a Sidewalk Brunch feeding over 100 folks. Throughout the year we took on a variety of specialty customers, personal dinners, raw foods, and catering events. We even had a wonderful intern help us for 5 months. I declare this dream a success.
Donations
With the help of supportive customers like you, Apothocurious was able to make a $200 donation to two local women’s shelters in SF. We even got the money matched, totaling $400! The donation was made in honor of all of the wonderful volunteers, customers, and supporters of Apothocurious. We couldn’t have done it with out you, and we wouldn’t have wanted to.
In closing, thank you to everyone who helped make this dream come true. I am infinitely grateful. Stay tuned for updates from the journey!
a million thank yous,
Rose
Are you Apothocurious?
Apothocurious@gmail.com
434 825 2890
I hope this e-mail finds you well. After April reflections and system modifications (fancy words for taking a frickin’ break) I have decided that next step to being a culinary adventure is to go on a culinary adventure! June, July and August will be full of bicycle travels, northwestern adventures, and new personal challenges. I will continue to learn about food production, ethics and cooking! In September, when the hibernation winds start blowing I will probably (unless this biking around the world dream just takes me away) put my roots back into the SF ground. Apothocurious has had so many successful experiences this year that I am excited to see what direction it takes next!
The future:
If Apothocurious is going to go on it needs a big kitchen, a business plan, and maybe even a business partner. The last two are already in process, but I need your help on this kitchen dream. I am putting out my feelers for a big (low-to-zero cost) kitchen (preferable in the NOPA area) with lots of fridge space. Ideally this is not in a personal home, though details can be worked out. Maybe even on with sweet equipment!
Jars
You are probably wondering what you should do with those fun jars you are juggling. Well you can either A. consider your deposit a donation/investment for the future to Apothocurious or B. Request either your second set of jars or deposit to be delivered to your door. E mail for more details!
This year:
Apothocurious delivered Hummus, Salad, Salsa and Pesto biweekly to over 30 customers. We hosted a Sidewalk Brunch feeding over 100 folks. Throughout the year we took on a variety of specialty customers, personal dinners, raw foods, and catering events. We even had a wonderful intern help us for 5 months. I declare this dream a success.
Donations
With the help of supportive customers like you, Apothocurious was able to make a $200 donation to two local women’s shelters in SF. We even got the money matched, totaling $400! The donation was made in honor of all of the wonderful volunteers, customers, and supporters of Apothocurious. We couldn’t have done it with out you, and we wouldn’t have wanted to.
In closing, thank you to everyone who helped make this dream come true. I am infinitely grateful. Stay tuned for updates from the journey!
a million thank yous,
Rose
Are you Apothocurious?
Apothocurious@gmail.com
434 825 2890
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Sidewalk Brunch!
Hello Friends!
Apothocurious is hitting the streets and we want you to come along!
On May 2nd we will be hosting a sidewalk brunch with live music, delicious food, and community dinning! Please come out to 642 Balboa St. (@8th St.) between 10am & 1pm to enlighten your taste buds!
Featuring organic, local, and unique flavors from Apothcourious we will be serving food, family style, on every half an hour. All you do is show up (feel free to bring your own plate, cup, or fork (it takes a village:), sit down, make some new friends, and enjoy a casual brunch.
Apothocurious supports local, sustainable, and happy food production, strives to pay a living wage, and donates proceeds to local community resources centers. Donations for this brunch are requested, $5-$20, but no one is turned away!
Want to play music, loan us some extra dishes or chairs? Read below for more details! Otherwise, see you on Sunday!
Ways that you can help!
We need:
Chairs
Silverware
Plates
Reusable napkins
Performers!
Tables
Pans, bowls, etc
Volunteers!
Want to be a server, a dishwasher coordinator, or sous chef, or transport stuff on bikes? All in exchange for a delicious meal? We will be prepping food on Saturday and will need help on Sunday too. Let me know immediately if you are interested!
Wohoo!
Rose Johnson
Apothocurious.com
434 825 2890
Apothocurious is hitting the streets and we want you to come along!
On May 2nd we will be hosting a sidewalk brunch with live music, delicious food, and community dinning! Please come out to 642 Balboa St. (@8th St.) between 10am & 1pm to enlighten your taste buds!
Featuring organic, local, and unique flavors from Apothcourious we will be serving food, family style, on every half an hour. All you do is show up (feel free to bring your own plate, cup, or fork (it takes a village:), sit down, make some new friends, and enjoy a casual brunch.
Apothocurious supports local, sustainable, and happy food production, strives to pay a living wage, and donates proceeds to local community resources centers. Donations for this brunch are requested, $5-$20, but no one is turned away!
Want to play music, loan us some extra dishes or chairs? Read below for more details! Otherwise, see you on Sunday!
Ways that you can help!
We need:
Chairs
Silverware
Plates
Reusable napkins
Performers!
Tables
Pans, bowls, etc
Volunteers!
Want to be a server, a dishwasher coordinator, or sous chef, or transport stuff on bikes? All in exchange for a delicious meal? We will be prepping food on Saturday and will need help on Sunday too. Let me know immediately if you are interested!
Wohoo!
Rose Johnson
Apothocurious.com
434 825 2890
Thursday, April 8, 2010
FUN Events
Here is a list of some awesome events coming up. This is a massive invitation to you to participate or volunteer!
April 10th-this saturday!
9 30 am FARMERS MARKET ADVENTURE!
meet at the Presidio YMCA Main Post, 63 Funston Ave
April 15th BIKE TO SCHOOL DAY!
7 am-talk to me if you want to volunteer or check out http://sfbiketoschoolday.org/ !!
Places that need volunteers:
Schools:
Balboa High School-1000 Cayuga Avenue (Excelsior)
Longfellow Elementary School- 755 Morse Street (Excelsior)
Monroe- 260 Madrid Street (excelsior)
James Lick Middle School- 1220 Noe Street (Noe Valley)
Sunnyside- 925 Chenery Street (Sunny side)
Bryant Elementary School- 1050 York Street (Excelsior)
Lowell HighSchool-1101 Eucalyptus Drive (Lake Merced)
Bryant Elementary School-1050 York Street (Mission)
Most schools are meeting early like 7 or 8am, but its worth it, and you get sweet bike schwag!
April 22nd-first round of an attempt to get thursday afternoon ulitmate frisbee games started. meet in the panhandle at Lyon at 530/6.
April 23rd
9 pm-11pm MOON LIGHT RIDE! We ride while the cars are asleep and the bikes can rock the streets and find a nice place to enjoy some cookies and milk!
April 24th
8 am exercise ride-advanced-40 mi+
meet at the Presidio YMCA Main Post, 63 Funston Ave
May 8th (i will not be on this ride)
8 am Leisure ride
meet at the Presidio YMCA Main Post, 63 Funston Ave
May 22nd
8 am exercise ride-advanced-40 mi+
meet at the Presidio YMCA Main Post, 63 Funston Ave
April 10th-this saturday!
9 30 am FARMERS MARKET ADVENTURE!
meet at the Presidio YMCA Main Post, 63 Funston Ave
April 15th BIKE TO SCHOOL DAY!
7 am-talk to me if you want to volunteer or check out http://sfbiketoschoolday.org/ !!
Places that need volunteers:
Schools:
Balboa High School-1000 Cayuga Avenue (Excelsior)
Longfellow Elementary School- 755 Morse Street (Excelsior)
Monroe- 260 Madrid Street (excelsior)
James Lick Middle School- 1220 Noe Street (Noe Valley)
Sunnyside- 925 Chenery Street (Sunny side)
Bryant Elementary School- 1050 York Street (Excelsior)
Lowell HighSchool-1101 Eucalyptus Drive (Lake Merced)
Bryant Elementary School-1050 York Street (Mission)
Most schools are meeting early like 7 or 8am, but its worth it, and you get sweet bike schwag!
April 22nd-first round of an attempt to get thursday afternoon ulitmate frisbee games started. meet in the panhandle at Lyon at 530/6.
April 23rd
9 pm-11pm MOON LIGHT RIDE! We ride while the cars are asleep and the bikes can rock the streets and find a nice place to enjoy some cookies and milk!
April 24th
8 am exercise ride-advanced-40 mi+
meet at the Presidio YMCA Main Post, 63 Funston Ave
May 8th (i will not be on this ride)
8 am Leisure ride
meet at the Presidio YMCA Main Post, 63 Funston Ave
May 22nd
8 am exercise ride-advanced-40 mi+
meet at the Presidio YMCA Main Post, 63 Funston Ave
Monday, January 4, 2010
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