On a recommendation from Briggs, I rode up to Forest Park and rode up Leif Erikson drive, and then Firelane 1. The firelane was ridiculously steep: I think it was about 20% in a few places. Wish I had a bigger cog for that, but I managed to stay on the bike the whole way. It was an eroded dirt lane, so traction was tricky, and I'd put extra air in my tires before I left, since I knew I'd be mostly on roads. Wandered back through downtown, got a falafel at an Egyptian place on 3rd: while I was waiting, she asked me if I would like some baba ganoush. Of course I do! She said she makes it, and she looked proud when I tasted some and said it was good. Ate dinner by the water, and saw a dozen or so of the Wall of Moms getting together to march. I left about the same time, and rode to the courthouse and saw a pretty small gathering. A speaker was up on the steps with lights, but otherwise not much there beyond some people at tables. Got a little lost coming home: one bridge was out, and finding the right road to get to the Broadway bridge was a bit of an exploration.