Longtime Companions: Matt Baume meets the city's most unlikely pets
The sound of a sneezing rat was keeping me up at night. All would be silent, and then from across the room I'd hear it: a tiny "pff!" followed by two paws furiously wiping a fuzzy face. The sneezes belonged to Christopher and Robin, two little guys I'd picked up from a breeder a few months earlier. Why rats? Well, a dog was too big, I'm allergic to cats,...
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Watershed Moment: Matt Baume dips his toes in the hidden waterways of San Francisco
There I was, drenched and freezing and all by myself, flailing through the underbrush in the Presidio in the middle of a storm. "Who wears sneakers to a downpour?" I asked out loud, curling my toes into icy waterlogged balls. And then I nearly stepped directly into the very thing I'd come looking for: Dragonfly Creek, one of the few remaining visible bodies of water in the city. I'd...
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Back in the Saddle: Matt Baume learns to stop worrying and love city cycling
Upon completing my last gym class 15 years ago, I'd vowed to never again exercise in the presence of another human being. But then I inadvertently caught the bike bug. On my way up to the Fruit Shelf one day at Dolores Park, I glanced over at the bicyclists buzzing around Fixed-Gear Flats. "Could I do that?" I wondered, and was ready to answer "not a chance" when I spotted...
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