never know what to expect.
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(Photos © J. Maus)
Last night, a hearty group of Portland bike fun elders headed north to Vancouver to bid aloha and pay respects to our fine friend Todd Boulanger. Todd was laid off by the City of Vancouver a few weeks ago after years of admirable service as a transportation planner (with an expertise in bikeway design).
A fitting send-off was in order. After all, Todd has almost single-handedly spread the idea of bike fun in Vancouver. With his help, that city has a fledgling movement of bike activism and a bike spirit that is just beginning to awaken.
We started with a party at the Bike Love Art Show at Angst Gallery. After that, Todd led us to several different bars where things got more and more silly as the night went on (as bar crawls tend to do I suppose).
There was random nakedness (ending in a patrol car unfortunately), gambling, a hit-and-run, a late-night bike-through for Mexican food, a Jon Bon Jovi singalong, an impromptu jam session, and an eventful journey south back over the I-5 bridge in the early morning hours with rain drizzling down on our smiling faces.