pale rider, originally uploaded by iamtheeric.
…not for a hundred million, trillion, billion dollars! -Pee-wee Herman, Pee-wee’s Big Adventure (1985)
sure. not everyone is that obsessed with their bike, and most of those who are would probably give it up for the right price. that said, manhattan and brooklyn bike people are intense. there are many different breeds, of course: the casual rider, the crusty tattoo-ed messenger, the spandex cyclist, etc. they all have their different quirks and characteristics, and they all want to ride their bicycles.
on memorial day, jodi and i made the mostly downhill journey from canal street to brooklyn’s greenwood cemetery (by way of the manhattan bridge, and through DUMBO, carroll gardens, gowanus, and park slope). while we were riding effortlessly down the bridge–i barely pedaled at all–i experienced an almost euphoric sense of peace and contentment.
the entire rest of the day was filled with much joy. photos from that evening’s rooftop bbq coming soon, but for now, please view my portraits of pale rider (jodi’s bike) at full size.
