Bay-to-Breakers Photo Essay
So yes, Bay-to-Breakers was a lot of fun, and yes some crazies come out for it - I have a few shots that I'll post here with very little commentary...
We'll start at the start of the race and go from there - this is one of the biggest races in the country, and the longest continuous race in America (this is the 98th running) -
they separate the crowd into corrals to keep the numbers down at the start so people don't get trampled... this is what's in front of me in my corral...
A tradition at the start of the race is the tortilla toss - no, I don't know why though I could probably look it up on Wikipedia... but I'm lazy right now... so look it up yourself... they literally toss tortillas around the crowd... crazy SFans...
I already told you how I started with the naked guys, a group called "Bare-to-Breakers" who run naked every year, except for their yellow caps, balloons and the occasional fanny pack... They ran the same pace that I did... and they were not attractive people... at least not on the outside...
This is the view to the left of me... I would show you the view to the right, but I understand that there are some kids who view the blog, and while not everything I put on here is family-friendly, I would like to refrain from scarring any young people minds with the images of floppy male and female body parts...
All along the race you not only have crazy dressed-up people participating, but also spectating... like this group of dancing Elvi on the roof...
Also every year there are the "salmon" who run upstream... they start at the top of Hayes Streel Hill, a ridiculous incline that includes all of mile 2, and literally run down hill, against the grain, high-fiving people along the way... these guys are awesome...
Then there are the typical, run-of-the-mill crazy costumes... like these blue people...
And these balloon people...
And sometimes, even Elvi (different group... btw - why is it that people like dressing up like Elvis? Perhaps I'll delve into this further in another entry...) need to relieve themselves... no toilets though... that's like Kryptonite to an Elvis...
We saw original NES characters...
Stormtroopers...
And an entire nuclear family as played out in The Empire Strikes Back...
Along with someone who was apparently pretty naughty... good thing the bananas missed out...
There were also some normies who ran... like your humble blogger... who couldn't quite get himself to run naked (ouch) and who didn't have a costume, but still wanted to keep up with the spirit of the thing...
It was a lot of fun, and I'll go back next year... I am so white...
7 comments:
Seriously the tan lines are great Andy! Wow...I guess naked weirdos in SF isn't too surprising. But wow, good people watching I guess!
The only weirdos are those with a closed mind.
Looked like fun! By the way, get a tan.
;)
I always love it when people who choose to publicly express themselves have some "Anonymous Guardian Angel" to chastise and condemn those who choose to freely express themselves about those people's public expressions.
So the people who run naked with balloons coming out their asses are artists and the guy who's commentary on such a sight that includes a word like weirdo is closed minded. That's brilliant.
Here's some more expressive art for you. Granted it doesn't have the shwa d' vive that a yellow hat and some saggy boobs have but its art of expression none the less.
I stumbled upon a blog one day
I think it was trying to mock the gay.
I left a stinging comment to bite
In hopes that ignorant would see the light.
I act real brave but I am a wuss.
Because instead of my name I left Anonymous.
T - YES, good people watching at the very least
A - Grow up and stop being overly sensitive and dramatic - you think people dressed the way they did (or didn't) because they DIDN'T want attention? You're out of your mind...
C - I'm workin' on it... but that... area... is pretty hard to tan...
R - Wow... poetry... pure, unadulterated, epic, spot-on poetry...
Wow, Roy Sorenson, you have quite a talent. It is difficult in our society to find someone with the ability to criticize and make fun of others. Clearly your "guardian angel" isn't working out for you. Maybe he or she (or heshe) was in a car accident involving horses. Then you posted the picture of the gory scene on the internet thinking mangled machinery and horses is funny. Then BAM, your would-be guardian angel is revived miraculously, and is now living a life you could never dream of. Heshe just may be Stanford Addison, world renowned horse whisperer of the Arapaho tribe. A missed opportunity for you because of your closed mind, or should I just call you...weirdo?
Sincerely, Anon (try putting that in your poem)
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