This is the third or fourth time that I was able to join in.  I came primarily with the expectation that I might meet twelve Iranian cyclists who planned to also be a part.  They are traveling from city to city in hopes of helping convince the world that Iran does not want war.  

An informed friend told me that they were held up at the airport.  I was sorry to hear that, because had they been able to participate maybe their hopes for future peace between Americans and Iranians would have been fortified.

As I rode along today I reflected on what a beautiful city San Francisco is, and how the everyday people here are so attractive, creative, and free-spirited.

The world looks so different from a bicycle.  Here are some photos.