From a friend and occasional Bike Hugger magazine contributor
The only rainbow stripes more important than the World Championship stripes….
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Years ago in downtown Seattle, my friend Marcus and I were just riding along when a group of cheering, costumed cyclists surrounded us. We upped our tempo to keep pace, wondered what was going on, and rode another few blocks. Singling up onto a path into Myrtle Edwards park, we crossed an AIDS ride finish line and into the arms of a cheering group. Adorned with free beer, schwag, and praise for riding two blocks for AIDS, we agreed that this was one of the best bike rides ever. It still is. I’m happy now to return some equality-karma by sharing this stories, and how Roy’s ride was like a group therapy session.