Then I get to San Diego, and find out that my bike is in San Francisco. Score - Delta 2, Me 0.
Tomorrow has got to be a better day!
Good thing I don't believe in omens. Get to the airport this morning, aware that Delta has a policy allowing me one free bag but would charge extra for the bike. So the agent says it will be $150 for the bike (ouch) and $25 for the bag. So I asked what happened to the one free bag policy? He said it didn't apply because my first "bag" was a bike. I asked if we could make the small bag the first bag and therefore free. He said "Good idea" (I've got a million of them), but then charged me $175 anyways, saying the "system" made him do it. I argued for a moment and then decided, in the laid back spirit of this trip, to just head to the gate.