Last month I'd ridden a raven bike
instead of taking pictures. Isaul suggested that I go back to
being part of the bike party photo patrol. Apparently there are
people that like showing their pictures to friends, and my
write-ups were being missed while I didn't do them. So I got the
camera charged up and figured out something to do for the "Rainbow
Ride" theme so I could photograph others takes on it.
I settled on the rainbow trout
windsock. Then it took me a while to figure out the pole
attachment. Turns out it was one of the more visible theme
Tinkerbell fairy Moya just put a
spell on you.
Yay Ravens! I always honor those
guys by including them in my pictures of the ride. They work hard
to green the ride. So sorry I didn't get a shot of Bump'n Beaners
Raven biking. When I saw them I had dirty hands and didn't want to
touch my camera.
I swear that universe has a rainbow
Rainbow tie dye was probably the
most common motif.
Bill had color filters over his
headlights, worked as a low rez rainbow for me.
By this time we were mostly rolling.
Occasionally we'd stop for a light. I got all those rainbow socks
waiting for lights to change.
My friend with the cast was starting
to become a regular rider on the bird rides. Then he got into an
altercation with a turning car. Now he can't ride for a couple of
months and has some medical bills to deal with. Further proof that
forgetting the "DON'T GET SMASHED!" maxim is a bad idea.
About that time I figured out that
finding more on theme stuff was going to be extracting blood from
a turnip. I met this woman, Paige. Ended up talking to and riding
with her for quite a while. She was gracious about letting me
catch pictures as the opportunity presented itself. That made
riding with her a pleasure. Talking to her was fun to.
The red bike and red lights are both
the same machine. So amazing that it can look so good and so
different depending on the light level available.
Ed has now ridden in 59 consecutive
bike parties. His record continues to grow.
The Paige story that I can't forget:
She asks what I'm reading. I show her American Gods by Neil
Gaiman. I tell her one of the characters in the book is a woman
named Paige. She seems to be there to draw one into the page. The
book really has a lot of riffs on the concept of "american god" in
it. She tells me that her name is Paige because there was a Paige
in this book her mom was reading when she was pregnant. Apparently
it's the big mystery of her life what that book was. I flip to the
copyright. 2001. Not possible for her to be named after someone in
this book. From the other stories she said she's probably been out
of college since sometime around then. We parted company when our
paths diverged. Now I'm hoping I'll see her again somewhere down
the road and we can start as friends then.