I wish I were more proficient in taking photos while riding a bike–I would have snapped a photo of the massive crowd of folks on bikes, following Commissioner Sam Adams on his commute home to Kenton, part of Pedalpalooza.
Luckily Aaron Tarfman is more proficient, and snapped this one at city hall before we left:
As Adams turned onto the Eastbank Esplanade at the east end of the Hawthorne Bridge, the crowd–at least 150 strong, on regular bikes, bakfiets, mondo cycles, and everything in between–stretched all the way to the other end of the bridge.
We eventually made it up Williams, over Skidmore, and then down Interstate to the organic brewers’ fest, since no local bar (and definitely no bar in Kenton, Adams’ neighborhood) could hold such a huge pile of cyclists.
There, Adams bid everyone adieu:
(And I snuck off to Vendetta with a handful of cyclists, while another crew hit Amnesia Brewing. Adams headed up Interstate to Kenton, reportedly to go on a date.)
On my way out of downtown today, I ended up riding along with a bunch of ranchers and cows. The ranchers were herding the cows along the streets of downtown.
While all politicians deserve a private life, I can’t imagine how difficult dating would be when you are the mayor of a small city, let alone when you are as high-profile and recognizable as Sam Adams.
Does Sam Adams have a boyfriend? Can I be his boyfriend?
Damn, those are some WHITE people in that photo.