It was an alright ride. Turnout was good – I figure there were a hundred riders there or so – damn good considering the time of year really. The ride was sort of meandering. Up 4th, all the way down 2nd, back up 1st ave, up lower Queen Anne hill and cut over into Seattle Center where we ended off at the huge fountain where everyone went down into the bowl. It was pitch black and all you could see were dozens of blinking red tail lights circling the bowl around and around. Very cool.
That was going to be the end of it but everyone felt it was too short (myself included) so someone called out “lets go to Volunteer Park!” and we rolled out again and up Capitol Hill.
The only real problem we had was on Broadway when the driver of the 60 bus started laying on the horn and revving its engine and lurching forward menacingly over and over – she didn’t like that we setup roadguard on her so she didn’t hurt anyone with her bus and she wanted to make it obvious that she was pissed about it. She hit one of the cyclists with with one of her lurches and knocked him off his bike. We started to peel off when other cyclists showed up and suddenly she jumps into the center turn lane of Broadway and screams down the road (this is in front of Dicks) and then tries to cut back in on the right just before John/Olive intersection, clipping half a dozen of us off. I had to push off with my hand to keep from getting hit. Word quickly reached the front of the troupe and half a dozen people sat in front of the bus again, stopping her at the intersection. It was pretty scary there for a moment.
I peeled off after hitting Volunteer park and went and got Pho at Than Bros for dinner, stopped by the King Cobra. This is a brand new bar next to the Comet and it was opening night last night. Someone said this was supposed to be the new Kincoras but getting there it was more like the Kincora + Manray. Its still a hoochie bar but its now staffed/owned by hipsters and rockstars everyone wants to look like Joan Jett and listen to Dragonforce. Didn’t do much for me. Ended up at the Stumbling Monk where we got blotto on some really good Belgian beer and then I biked home.
It was a good night.
Can’t wait till daylight lasts past 5pm. Not many pictures because the ride was at night.