My brother, his son, and I set out on a scenic San Diego ride where we toured downtown and the harbor, and we made as our goal of the ride a pub in the Gaslamp Quarter called The Field. There was some football to watch (Barcelona vs. Madrid) and an extremely dense loaf of wheaten bread (sold at The Field) to transport home in a certain trunk bag of mine. You'll see these shenanigans in the photos:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/46035786@N07/sets/72157629512209542/
A perfect Saturday