Friday, September 30For the last day of the week and month, Edie and I decided to visit the deYoung museum in Golden Gate Park. We spent a delightful hour there looking at African art and visiting Martine's great great aunt's portrait as painted by her great aunt, Mary Cassat.
Also a lot of early American furniture that reminded me of home.
We then joined the throngs of walkers and bike riders flooding into the park headed to the Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Festival on streets closed to cars. The sunny weather brought out just about every music who could escape from work and half of them came on bikes. Could this be the future of transportation in the US? We settled for a while at the Banjo stage to listen to John Pryne.
That evening we had dinner with the Schiffs who told us that the festival had been running for about 10 years and is a gift to the city from Warren Hellman, whose group the Wronglers also played in the festival!
Saturday, October 1
For our last day in SF it felt as if the city had planned al all day send off for us. In the morning we powered over from Berkeley, tied up at St Francis YC and promptly pedaled off over the Presidio (pant pant) to revisit the festival. Back at the Banjo stage we found Earl Scruggs, age 87, and two sons plucking away for a mellow crowd of sunburned beer drinkers, dancers in long skirts and short (well, absent for a lot of guys) tops, and that certain aroma in the air, the old familiar scent of burning weed. Scruggs played many of the old faves starting with Salty Dog.
Afterwards with the assistance of iPhone echolocation we managed to pinpoint our friend Blake among the 250,000 in attendance. He generously offered a Bud Light to rehydrate us for the ride back to the YC.
There we prepared to celebrate Kelly's 30 birthday in style at Le Central, an excellent French restaurant. She got a lot of useful stuff for her apt including a VeggieChop from us and a vac from Edie. What a wonderful conclusion to this delightfully entertaining month!
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