There’s something rather contagious about Detroit’s bike culture. Maybe it’s Detroit Bike City’s Slow Roll or the tantalizing allure of Detroit Bike & Brunch. Maybe it’s the spokes spread across our living room as my husband tinkers with his bike frame. Or maybe it’s the cyclists riding through the night with their neon lights flashing and their boom boxes celebrating. At any rate, I’ve decided I want in on this ubiquitous pastime.
Now all I need is a bike.
(Image credit: Nate Padavick)