Biking over to inspect Americana at Bland a few days ago, Militant Angeleno decided to conduct an informal count of the number of cyclists he encountered along the
way roundtrip and ended up at 25. That may seem like diddly squat, but it’s actually not.
After months of seeing not more than a scattering of cyclists on the roads with me, I’ve been noticing more bikes on the streets (and sidewalks) these last few weeks. And so thusly motivated by the results of MA’s inaugural poll I decided to see how many two-wheelers I might pass on my way from work late Tuesday afternoon. I was surprised to have my previous high of 14 riders (a number that’s stood since resolution time in early January) totally eclipsed by the 23 I tallied over the course of my 15-mile ride home. On my way in to work this morning I did it again along an entirely different route and ended up with 21.
And doodz: Thirty Fucking Nine of us on the ride home tonight. DAMN!
Given gass prices, environmental concerns, and an increasing awareness of cycling as a viable commute alternative it’s no real surprise to see the uptick. And while many might find such numbers mundane and insignificant, to me they’re not nominal — they’re phenomenal!