He was riding his bike down State Street, in front of the Museum of Art…
Door Zone Dad
“What’re you shooting?”
When you hang out on the corner in front of Starbucks people make small talk. For me, I felt like I was working; I wanted to see how cyclists were riding the Sharrows through CdM. They weren’t.
Based on my experience riding Coast Hwy the past few weeks – motorists get it. No one’s blown a horn at me. I never expected that cyclists would be so clueless.
Today is Black Friday so many were at the mall. When I arrived at this intersection it was nearly 11am – a great time for shooting, the late fall sun was shining directly on my subjects, but that’s where the good news ends.
I had a handful of the “What are Sharrows?” business cards. I was handing them out to whoever stopped to chat. I was thinking this is too slow, too feeble an attempt to get the word out, but then I thought of this blog – I often say that I pick up one follower at a time, so patience rules. I’m gonna need more of those cards…