
The day started just like any other December Saturday. Cold and cloudy morning skies looked down at an empty parking lot. As time progressed bike riders flowed in off the surrounding streets and sidewalks one by one; slowly circling to keep warm. From a quick glance the scene could have looked like any other Saturday gathering of bike riders, but upon a second look the riders looked a bit different. Instead of a group of flashy carbon road bikes or high tech full suspension bikes, riders were mounted on a wide array of two wheeled transport. Hybrids, tattered fixed gears, muddy mountain bikes, long replaced road bikes and a few bikes that looked to be re-enlisted for duty after being retired to hang in the garage were all thrown into the chain-driven mix. Among the hodge podge of bike and rider was one common sight. Storage. Racks, messenger bags, back packs and milk crates; all present with empty cargo holds for yet to be declared items that would be carried by human power. Read more »
