The last time I biked, I got a flat front tire. I repaired the flat and went out again. I got another flat. Then I realized that I hadn't checked out the tire for nails and other objects. Of course I would get another flat!
When I fixed the flat again, I checked, and found the intruding piece of glass that was causing the flat. I pulled it out, fixed the flat, and I was ready again.
I decided to check out the southwest corner of Sacramento's downtown, mostly because I knew no one over there, or had any business there, so knew relatively little about it. I headed west in the V Street corridor, and returned east on R Street.
Light rail in Sacramento.
Display at the Antique Company.
The Flame Club. I used to pass by here when I walked Bella, when the club seemed pretty rowdy. Then Bella got cancer, and I stopped walking past here. Then they had a late-night murder here, which I missed because I was no longer walking past late at night.
Hatuey Cigars.
Converse Sneakers.
The color is vivid here, but there is also a kind of illusion with this photo when seen from the distance - a kind of Dr. Seuss wobbliness.
Southside Park. Embarrassed to say I've never been here before.
Apparently this was the center of Mexican culture in Sacramento for many years. Who knew?
R Street is the boundary line of where the large California state government office buildings reign.
Ooh, there is a bike path across Interstate 5! How fun!
Flood town.
The Sacramento River.
Graffiti on public property.
Returning east on R Street.
Oh! DBG works here!
Murals here on R Street.
Gentrifying R Street corridor.
Well-loved Fox and Goose Restaurant. I remember visiting here on my first day of work at Sierra Research in July 1990.
Ace of Spades, where I've seen a number of live-music shows over the years.
Pretty!
Shop local.
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