Well, this is News To Me:
BTW, Kahn & Keville has a verrry high Yelp rating, just saying.
Note human, for scale:
One assumes it might have something to do with this, Contract 2419J?
[UPDATE: Oh, this flick is called PUSHING DEAD, with Danny Glover.]
Hey look, it’s a fake “EVERGOLD” CREDIT UNION ATM – the gold paint’s still wet. As seen tonight at Hayes and Ashbury:
All the deets – these particular Hollywood-types hail from Newport Beach, as many of them do.
Grab some popcorn and then head on over to watch “P. Dead,” whatever that is. Anywho, this show will end by 2:00 AM Monday morning.
Stay gold, Frisco.
Play us out, Beck.
They sent five trucks, looks like:
Here it is, looking west at around 37th Avenue:
And here’s what you should be looking at – the aging SFPD SUV with radar on the left, the 30 MPH speed limit sign in the middle, and the SPEED LIMIT 25 MPH / SENIOR CITIZEN FACILITY signs on the right:
Read all about it here, courtesy of a disgruntled Prius driver what got a ticket last year, when the speed limit zones on this stretch of Fulton went 35-25-35. As you can see, these days it goes 30-25-30, but the concept’s the same.
One would think SFGov would want to put in a few more traffic signals in this area, but one would be wrong.
This is the scene from two days back, southbound 6th Ave betwixt Cabrillo and Balboa.
I’m assuming the bike rider got a ticket, ‘specially since he seemed to be ignoring the cop even after siren whooped once, and then again.
And here’s the thing – Bro slowed way down for the stop sign, on a pretty big slope, he showed respect for the stop sign, about as much as the typical car driver would have. Even so, the Richmond Station cop on the dirt bike pulled him over anyway. See?
I myself, heading north, back to The City, didn’t have a chance to come to a complete stop before I heard the whoop-whoop noise, but I certainly did after.
Anyway, here’s the thing – the cyclist either didn’t see the cop coming west on Cabrillo OR the cyclist ignored the cop ’cause he didn’t think he’d get pulled over.
If I were the cyclist coming downhill, I DEFINITELY would have seen the cop and I certainly would have come to a complete stop once I saw the cop.
Gentle Reader, how many people living today have more time on a bike in SF County the past quarter-century than I? Precious few, I’ll tell you. Junior the Bike Messenger, certainly, and most of your career-level SF messengers, and some of the “founders” of Critical Mass still living in town, certainly. And, due to a couple somewhat-SFMTA/MUNI-related mishaps, this has been a bad year. However, I’m still in the 99th percentile, and I’ll tell you:
You gotta show respect for the po-po, unless you want to spend hundreds and thousands on tickets over your lifetime on a bike in Frisco.
Is this two-faced? I suppose. But what do you want me to do? I California stop on bikes, and in cars. It depends on the circumstances. And one of the big circumstances is if a cop is right there looking at you. Of course one should be looking around all the time anyway, for other bikes, for cars, trucks, peds, everything
Admittedly, bikes were (seemingly) invisible to the SFPD back in the 80’s and 90’s, so I had a bit of an advantage over the riders of today. But my biggest advantage is paying attention – that’s the key.
Anyway, that’s why I have more miles and fewer citations than the average…