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darkemeraldsHa ha ha ha! I have inducted a new member into the cult.
Today I met my good pal![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
roseambr at Waterfront Bicycles* in downtown Portland, where she rented a bike so she could experience this thing I've been raving about for six months.
Rent-a-bikes
*snort* Yeah, or NOT.
It's the first day of spring. The sun was out, the wind had died down, the temperature rose to 70F/21C, and Waterfront Park looked like Waikiki Beach. Thousands of people were out. The whole city seemed to have ridden downtown, and when standard bike parking was full, they locked up on the seawall, so thickly that it looked like it was made of bikes.
This Lot Is Full
Saturday Market (a "tourist attraction") was hopping.
Heading to Saturday Market
We threaded our way through that crowd (a challenge because it's composed of people who forget to keep right or watch for bikes, and one is constantly dinging one's bell and slowing to the tipping-over point), then crossed the river and went in search of lunch on the east bank.
Lunch plan number one didn't pan out (NOTE TO PORTLAND BIKE-RIDERS: ClarkLewis, in addition to not serving lunch on Saturdays, has zero bike parking. Fail.), nor did our lunch backup plan (Park Kitchen DOES have bike parking, but also doesn't serve lunch on Saturday, alas.)
An ad hoc lunch plan--PF Chang's in the Pearl--worked out well. We cruised right to a bike staple, locked up, walked a bit, looked in some shops, and ate a good lunch.
All told, we rode about five miles. Until today,roseambr hadn't been on a bike for more than 40 years, but she hopped on the rented cruiser and after the faintest of wobbles getting started, she was rolling along, navigating the crowds, pumping up inclines and flying back down 'em.
We had the full experience: riding on car-free paths, getting stuck in bike traffic, waiting for a bridge to go down, riding on city streets with the cars.roseambr did it all on her first day!
She talked of feeling ageless, and weightless, and free, and full of life, and like a kid. She spoke of the flying feeling, and the wonderful fresh air, and the endorphins, and the sheer joy of it all.
She is so hooked. Ha ha ha ha ha!
*If you ever want to rent a bike in Portland, go to Waterfront Bicycles. They are extremely helpful, their prices are good, their service is outstanding, and they have lots of good bikes to rent. I watched them treat every single customer--young, old, fast, slow, newbie and old hand--exactly the same, with friendly respect. They are my new bike shop for sure.
Today I met my good pal
roseambr at Waterfront Bicycles* in downtown Portland, where she rented a bike so she could experience this thing I've been raving about for six months.Rent-a-bikes
*snort* Yeah, or NOT.
It's the first day of spring. The sun was out, the wind had died down, the temperature rose to 70F/21C, and Waterfront Park looked like Waikiki Beach. Thousands of people were out. The whole city seemed to have ridden downtown, and when standard bike parking was full, they locked up on the seawall, so thickly that it looked like it was made of bikes.
This Lot Is Full
Saturday Market (a "tourist attraction") was hopping.
Heading to Saturday Market
We threaded our way through that crowd (a challenge because it's composed of people who forget to keep right or watch for bikes, and one is constantly dinging one's bell and slowing to the tipping-over point), then crossed the river and went in search of lunch on the east bank.
Lunch plan number one didn't pan out (NOTE TO PORTLAND BIKE-RIDERS: ClarkLewis, in addition to not serving lunch on Saturdays, has zero bike parking. Fail.), nor did our lunch backup plan (Park Kitchen DOES have bike parking, but also doesn't serve lunch on Saturday, alas.)
An ad hoc lunch plan--PF Chang's in the Pearl--worked out well. We cruised right to a bike staple, locked up, walked a bit, looked in some shops, and ate a good lunch.
All told, we rode about five miles. Until today,
roseambr hadn't been on a bike for more than 40 years, but she hopped on the rented cruiser and after the faintest of wobbles getting started, she was rolling along, navigating the crowds, pumping up inclines and flying back down 'em.We had the full experience: riding on car-free paths, getting stuck in bike traffic, waiting for a bridge to go down, riding on city streets with the cars.
roseambr did it all on her first day! She talked of feeling ageless, and weightless, and free, and full of life, and like a kid. She spoke of the flying feeling, and the wonderful fresh air, and the endorphins, and the sheer joy of it all.
She is so hooked. Ha ha ha ha ha!
*If you ever want to rent a bike in Portland, go to Waterfront Bicycles. They are extremely helpful, their prices are good, their service is outstanding, and they have lots of good bikes to rent. I watched them treat every single customer--young, old, fast, slow, newbie and old hand--exactly the same, with friendly respect. They are my new bike shop for sure.