| THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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You meet up at Rocco's and drink soda and beer while waiting for everyone to show up, then you grab a bike, and get on the MAX and ride up to Washington Park where the zoo is, and the only underground MAX stop. Ride the elevator up to ground level and then ride up to this trail that lead to this clearing at the top of the hill, the highest spot close in, called 3.0. Drink and talk and dance. Then you go back down the trail and line up at the starting line for the bomb. You're now about 400-600 feet above most of downtown Portland, even with about 6-8 miles of ride it's downhill most of the way. Dark dark dark, it's about midnight. When everyone goes, it's about 40 bikes careening downhill with screams and yells, making tons of noise all the way down. I lost sight of the front and took a wrong turn and led two others down this weird trail and then we had to turn around and go back, then none of us knew where to go. It wasn't a bomb anymore, well it was, but there weren't any turns to slow us down, so we were going about 45 on the bikes, then all of a sudden there was a stop sign and we'd passed a police car a little earlier so put on the brakes and WHAM! Head clonked the pavement, "Are you ok? Just rest for a bit. What's you're mother's maiden name?" "I'm ok, are my cameras ok? Are you guys doing a porn name thing? It's Townes." So I've got a big bump on the side of my head; skinned my right shoulder, elbow, hip and knee; bruises on my right arm and left thigh; ripped my belt and fucked up the brakes on Whitey. We finished at a walk, going by the stadium they say is too small and magical-looking buildings in the night... It's really neat the way the city looks at night when you haven't seen that part in the daytime. Got home at one (somebody actually drove, so there was a ride) and collapsed. I let myself call in sick though, it's not all bad. |
He was fine, though I was freakin' out. Thought I'd killed him. :) I just saw his one month old baby son last week. Who woulda thunk it? |