June 26th, 2007 12:20 PM
I completed the journey entirely on foot, as did two of the three teams before me. It goes to show how slow muni is on a sunday.
Hoofing it was not my plan initially, it only happened because I got impatient waiting for busses.
Additionally, I figured I could avoid chasers by taking less obvious routes.
I walked briskly to coit tower, encountering only chaser P00n along the way who was fortunately worn out from chasing other players. At the tower I was informed that I was in (roughly) fortieth place. Damn.
I jogged down the hill, cutting through foliage to avoid chasers I saw on the streets below. I meant to take busses to the next two checkpoints, but i kept running into checkpoints before finding good bus lines.
From now on I would jog anytime the streets were even slightly downhill.
By time I reached Cala Foods the salt girl said I was in the first wave of players. Maybe there was something to this 'no busses' business. I jogged down to Geary to catch the 38 cause i figured the california line would be more guarded. I got bored waiting for the bus, so I walk/jogged all the way to Japan town (not one bus passed me). I was seventh place.
And after walk/jogging the rest of geary to checkpoint five (again, no busses passed me), I was tied for third with, well, with the team that finished third. So how did I end up behind them at the finish? what was my pitfall that dropped me down to fourth?
Well, they went on to catch the 43 bus at persideo gate. I felt going the direct route into the persideo was extremely risky. So I jogged to arguello and trail blazed down a grassy hill near the golf course. Good thing for my flashlight! I wound up on some backwoods hiking trail and had to walk through a wall of brambles to reach a road. That slowed me down plenty. By that time I was completely disoriented, so i knocked on the door of a local who was kind enough to show me where I was on the map. I cut through some more trees and grass and wound up in someone's back yard. After sneaking around back onto public streets, I found Lotek's outpost. Nobody chased me at all because, hey, what crazy fool would be coming from that direction?
Lowtek pointed me at the best route to take, but I managed to get plenty lost. Next year I'm bringing a compass! I would have liked to have trailblazed some more, but I had to come down to look at road signs. That's when a pack of chasers appeared out of nowhere and ran me down. I was exhausted, I was no match for them. I shouted "RUBIN HATES IT!" and handed them the powerful object that Robbinson gave me. That object forced the chasers to give up the chase for sixty seconds, enough time for me to make it to a bus shelter and catch my breath.
I was outside of lucas arts, so I cut through the complex. It was a straight shot to the exploratorium, and then onward to the end of the night! The security guards watched me cutting through their bushes but didn't say anything.
But then something terrible happened. I was power walking on the path through the palace of fine arts slash exploratorium behind a pair of old ladys from berkely. I was close to the end and i could feel it, so i started jogging again. Suddenly my right calf seized up and a crippling pain shot up my side. I limped over to a bench and started whimpering, massaging my cramped leg. It really hurt, like being stung by a five pound hornet. The old ladies from berkeley kept walking on by.
Within minutes I recovered enough to limp at a reasonable pace. I caught up to the old ladies from berkeley and showed them my map. They were no help at all. "We're from berkeley" they said.
But I had been to the wave organ before, and got there at a quarter to eleven. What a perfect spot for the finish line! It was freakin' gorgeous, with water on three sides and a great view of everything.
I was happy to have placed, after all that effort. I'm guessing the people who placed ahead of me are in way better shape, and i'm guessing they weren't still limping the next day. I'm proud of myself for pushing my body, but I should give some credit to that homebrew energy drink at the beginning. Hot damn!