From a friend out on a ride I heard a tale of an individual dressed in full grim reaper garb, including sickle, and mounted on a black steed, stationed at one end of the bridge over the river from William Pond to Goethe Park River Bend Park. Just from one report I am willing to dub this individual the wearer of the greatest costume ever seen in Sacramento. Did anyone else see this?
(By the way, is there a name for that bridge? RonTopofIt and I are stumped on that.)
UPDATE: RonTopOfIt came through. That bridge is called the Harold Richey Memorial Bicycle Bridge.
Why do people sometimes put an “e” at the end of “faire”? For me, it conjures up images of Renaissance Faire, artificially sized smoked turkey legs (and other body parts) and overuse of the phrase “ye olde”. Alas, I shouldn’t unnecessarily grouse about it, as it seems appropriate in this context. You can’t get much more olde schoole than wine, cheese and bread. Archaeological evidence indicates that all three predate any known archeological evidence and were among the first staples of both ancient diets and religious ceremonies. Enjoying this trinity of basic foods is at the heart of the modern slowe foode movement, subconsciously awakening palates to flavors of times passed.
The Sac Rag 