• Levi's Bike Shop Tour: Dominic's Update September 30

    After a few days of downtime in LA, the Levi’s Bike Shop Tour was feeling refreshed as we headed up the Gold Coast to San Francisco for a hometown party in Levi's Plaza. Capricia's SoCal nostalgia had been satisfied and Errol and Dustyn's beards had been tuned-up.

    Up in the Bay Area, a circus awaited, except it was one filled with fun and sexy people and not clowns. For the hometown celebration, the Levi's extravaganza pulled out all the stops. Many of Levi's own employee commuters got in on the action and the Bike Shop was welcomed by a bunch of new friends with some tricks up their sleeves. 



    For starters, the SF Bicycle Coalition greeted anyone who rolled up to the party by bike with free bike valet and a bike wash. Everyone left the party cleaner and shinier. 



    Spinning like mad in the center of it all was Cyclecide's "Cycle Powered Rodeo." Stationary bike peddlers made those brave enough fly around in the air and giggle like they were kids again. 



    Meanwhile, the wheeled Magic Curry Kart dished out magic Bánh mì sandwiches. 



    On the tailoring front, Capricia had the support of some extra nimble fingers, and the trailer was bustling with sew happy madness. 



    Errol and Dustyn also worked it hard all day, and were relieved to have some extra mechanics from Pedal Revolution on hand to help tackle the tune-up hungry crowd.

    Next to the shop, the Goldsprint races commanded an audience. A series of competing riders faced off on stationary track bikes, and the top 10 times made it to the finals for a showdown, with a $500 cash prize on the line for the fastest legs in the Bay. The DJ laid down a fresh soundtrack for each race and kept the party rolling. 



    Dustyn challenged Errol to a race. 



    The ground rules were simple. No weapons. Our mechanics set their hex wrenches down and prepared for battle. 



    MC extraordinaire Billy "Souphorse" Sinkford also competed, and pedaled hard to several victories. 



    But this guy scorched everyone else. $500 well deserved. His legs were whipping so fast I thought he was going to break the bicycle.

    No bikes were broken and no one threw up at this Goldsprint. Rejoice! 



    At the end of the day, it was time to pack up, with one last flag to plant in Portland for the Oregon Manifest. We were in for quite a ride up there, as the Shop set sail for its tour finale.



    Follow us on Twitter for the rest of the tour @GetInTheSaddle—Dominic