»In which we eschew riding in the cold

I got no pix of the Omloop het volk, which has as its claim to fame one of the coldest starts in all European cycling.
The Belgian race was significant more interesting, somehow, than the local Tour of California. The prologue followed a route kind of similar to the tour de lunch that Phil and I rode almost daily in '01, returning sweaty and happy to our desks in SOMA after forty-five minutes of pedalling along the Embarcadero, along Fisherman's Wharf, and over to Aquatic Park and along the beautiful Marina.