
(The spoke card, which you had to wear a costume to get.)
The ride of the month was tonight, and it was tremendous!
I showed up late, as I had to deal with a flat, and then with a crank that was making a weird elliptical motion and needed the crankbolt tightened substantially, and for once, the ride had left reasonably close to the starting time, as opposed to operating on "bike time", which is anywhere from 30 to 90 minutes after the actual time.
The organizer(s) had been nice enough to post the route online, so I headed up to Santa Monica Blvd. to go looking for them, and after a few minutes, I saw several hundred cyclists headed my way, so I pulled a U-turn. We headed East on Santa Monica, and at the freeway, a bunch of people started yelling "Freeway!" "Freeway!", and I saw Richie, pulling the sound trailer, pause, briefly weigh the triumph that would be 600+ cyclists blinking their way down the 405 vs. the horror that would ensue if any of the 3,000-8,000lb vehicles moving at 60-85mph made contact with even a tiny percentage of those 600+ cyclists, and continue on Santa Monica to Sepulveda, which we took South to the Albertsons at Palms & Sepulveda. Music was played, fire was shot into the air, fun was had by all.

They tolerated us until, as I heard it, a couple of folks decided not to pay for the things they wanted, at which point they locked the doors, and, eventually, the police came and invited us to move along.
From there, it was off to a warehouse party down La Cienega just south of Washington, so we had a nice ride through downtown Culver City then along Venice Blvd., where I ran into E-rock, who had made a day of cycling, from West L.A., out to Pasadena to watch the Tour of California arrive, and back, for a total of something like 92 miles. Knocking out centuries for kicks on the weekend, then going on Crankmob? That's pretty awesome. (For the record, Levi Leipheimer's in the lead, Lance Armstrong's in 6th place, going in to Sunday's finish.)
On our way down La Cienega, I noticed the driver of an SUV getting into an argument with a couple of people, but rode along to the stop. While milling around, Alex Thompson mentioned that some guy (Joel) had had his bike damaged by the SUV, and needed help fixing it. Fellow Bikerowaver Larry H. and I wandered over to see what we could do. It was a bit of a mess, the wheel had been tacoed in such a manner that the derailer hanger had bent and forced the derailer into the spokes. We took the wheel off, and Joel's friend Dave wedged the wheel between a wall and a parking lot post and bent it into a semblance of true, and Larry took a spoke wrench and got it even straighter, while Joel and Dave unbent the derailer hanger, at which point we were able to put the wheel back on the bike, loosen the rear brake cable, and get Joel riding again. It's awesome how much can be fixed on a bicycle with a few simple tools and a little patience. (Being stranded in random parts of L.A. is miserable, so bring the stuff that will keep you from getting stranded. Oh, and pull your bike out of harm's way BEFORE arguing with irrational SUV drivers.)
We were a little concerned about doing TOO good a job actually, since the police still had to take a report about the incident. The arrival of the police was interesting, as while one officer was taking the report, and saying that the incident would be considered a "hit and run" since the driver refused to provide any of his information, the other officer was calling for backup and insisting that cyclists without a headlight walk their bikes and even detaining one kid for being out after curfew. (Yup, if you weren't aware, Los Angeles has a curfew.)
Backup arrived and insisted that we disperse, so my experience with this particular warehouse party was that it was a halfway decent place to do quick-fix bike repairs, more than that, I sadly cannot tell you.
Then, there was more riding, another stop, this time at a 7-11,

and then we went to the roof of a nearby major electronics retailer,

which was the last stop of the evening.

(Another pink bike.)
After a little while of hanging out there, it was time to wander home.
The big party rides are amazing. Tremendous fun is had by almost everyone, and the commercialism is nil. Even most of the stores we stop at, and probably boost sales at SIGNIFICANTLY for the evening, would prefer that we NOT be there. Want to see how people are dealing with an economy that's in the toilet? Come along, and see how much fun you can have without spending a dime.
It's going to be interesting to see how the rides grow, especially as summer comes.
How can you argue with a free party for 500+ people with great music, friendly people, and the chance to ride your bicycle all over West L.A.?
You can't, so come along to next month's ride.
Or, if you want to get started sooner, there are lots more rides here - http://midnightridazz.com/events.php











