I'm opposite most commuters. Seems my fellow cyclists live elsewhere, leave the station and are heading to work while I and some "invisible cyclists" arrive at the station.

Now I do see more weekend warriors popping up where before we were an oddity in the 'hood.

I helped a woman commuter this morning by showing how I manage BART with a bike.

Monday I had a very pleasant chat with an older gent on the train. I'm guessing 60's. He rescued a folder that a friend was throwing out and did a great job of painting and fixing it.

It's his first week of riding to work and his grin was ear to ear. He asked for some tips, info, I talked about the how and why of riding with traffic. He got off the train with "I'm going to go right downstairs and get a bright yellow vest!" Nice gent, hope I see him again.