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San Franciscans love getting things off their chest (like clothes, for instance). It's a very expressive city where anything goes -- so we went. LAist vaguely remembers Bay to Breakers. Initially it just gave us a sunburn and splitting headache, but we're looking back on it more fondly after returning to LA.
With over 60,000 participants (some years it hits six figues) B2B is known for nudity and drunkenness. We saw plenty of both. There were a number of religious groups on hand trying to show people the light, but the debaucherous types were more interested in finding a bush to pee in. And if the bush were on fire and spoke, that would have only been the tenth or eleventh coolest thing seen at the race.
Enjoy this photo gallery of the race's world-famous costumes, tortilla throwing, and all around craziness. And yes, Bare to Breakers lived up to its name (WARNING: link contains nudity). There are no full-on nude shots in our gallery, though. As Jerry Seinfeld once observed, there's good naked and there's bad naked. This race had more of the latter.
Oh ... so how did we do on the run? After some mildly confusing transportation issues, we kicked things off with a Camelbak full of beer. That didn't last too long, and by mile 2 (just before the highly over-rated Hayes Street hill) we were in a liquor store to pick up a 40 of Miller High Life and a couple tall boys of Steel Reserve. By day's end, we downed well over 140 ounces in less than 7.5 mile of running. That equals a can of beer for each of the 12 kilometers of the race. It's not quite as intense as the Beer Mile, but way more hardcore when it comes to enduro running drinking.
Bay To Breakers is held annually in San Francisco on the third Sunday in May. Next year is the 97th running. If you've never done it, you should fix that.
They started in these costumes, but we don't know how they finished.
Running with scissors.
We said no full-on nude shots.
Elvis lives! And runs!
Three little piggies.
It rains that much in San Francisco?
Caddyshack; Random Dude; Pre Lives! (And got a little heavier.)
Beer Olympics. Yes, that's a keg.
The guy on the right offered CPR to his fellow life-saving professionals. And yes, that's another keg at the bottom of his tower.
Another keg. Notice a trend?
If there was a keg in this float, we wouldn't have been surprised. Dazed and Confused? That's another story.
Where's a bridesmaid when you need one?
Who needs an iPod when you can have a mariachi band?
These were actual firefighters from Ukiah and San Ramon Valley.
More Elvi live!
House Party!
Origami kids.
Do you ever feel like a salmon swimming upstream?
Nerd alert!
No word if any of these ladies ...
... were Rear Admirals. But they did have rear admirers. OK, that's The End.
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folks from frisco sre wacky! first burning man and now this! Whoah Nelly!
"As Jerry Seinfeld once observed, 'there's good naked and there's bad naked.' This race had more of the latter."
Unfortunately, you don't get it. There is only good nudity (God doesn't make junk!) which is the purpose of the Bare to Breakers demonstration.
George - Clearly you have never seen a naked person try to open a jar of pickles.