Bike Month 2015

June was Bike Month in Edmonton, a time to celebrate getting places on a bicycle, a time to consider that the story of the way we move doesn't have to be quite so much auto-biography, a time for some city councillors to stoke public opinion to remove bicycle lanes from 95 Ave, 40 Ave and 106 St. Here, from my Twitter feed, is a day-by-day lookback at bike life outside the political pyramids. While the politicians press rewind to get the bike-lanes right (and, while we're at it, the LRT right), let's keep riding forward, friends. Thanks to all who looked at the pics, shared or faved them, thanks to everyone I met on our city streets this month. :)


STREET TALK


                                                             DRINKING IT ALL IN
     

                                                           THE PLANE TRUTH


                                                             ROYALTY REVIEW


                                                              KABOODLING KIT 


                                 
                                             RIDING THE MARKET STALKS HOME


                                                                  SMALL BLIND 



                                                                   IN THE FOLD


                                                                 LOFTY MORNING


                                                                  PURPLE REIGN


                                                            AFTER A FASHION



                                                                     BOY, OH, BOY


                                                                #COFFEEOUTSIDE


                                                          WORK-LIFE BAGGAGE


                                                               WESTERN SKIES



                                                        FRAME OF REFERENCE


                                                                 SHINING PATH


                                                                ECCE HOMO
                                                           

                                                                SPRUCED UP
                                                           

                                                             CYNTHIALBERTA


                                                     SOMETHING IN THE AIR


                                                               WHAT THE FF?!!


                                                                     METRO LIFE

                                                           
                                                              FLAMINGOING BY


                                               EMBOSSING STAMPS OF THE CITY
     
                                                  
                                                            JUST ADD FLOWER


                                                                    DOING PLANKS


                                                                INCARCINERATED


                                                                          HOSERS!
                                                        BEAUTY AND THE FEAST

                      
                                                                    KANE CITIZEN


                                                                          50-LOVE


                                                               AND IN THE END...

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