I went down to Portland yesterday and had forgotten all about the Worst Day Ride.

I was at the Expo Center with my husband, and had brought down a blue Peugeot mixte to re-home with a gentleman who I know via BF (he came down on the Yellow Line and mentioned that he had seen a number of cyclists out and did not know what the ride was--hey, he's been busy, give the man a break!).

If I'd known...but on the other hand, I was not there to ride, but to get the Peugeot mixte to someone who would love her, and I also picked up my new bike commute trailer. I'm getting ready to test the waters with the trailer today.

East Hill