Coming from Champaign, the sight of hipsters on bicycles is a familiar one. Fixed-gears, cuffed up jeans, and hilariously modded bikes could be seen on any given afternoon spent in the downtown area. SB and I fit right in with his fixed gear and my yellowbike, a hefty Kabuki road bike from the 70’s. I had a ten minute or less commute door-to-door. It was glorious.
One of the things that I’ve found curious since moving out here is the lack of regular people on bikes – much less hipsters. Nearly everyone I’ve seen here who rides here seems to do it in full riding gear – preferably in a jersey and bike shorts that match the jersey and bike shorts of their friends. There have been, of course, the token dudes who ride shitty mountain bikes on the sidewalk or RIGHT DOWN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD, but for the most part, the people that ride seem to be serious cyclists, not commuters or broke kids who like to get around as cheaply as possible.
This observation is, of course, based on the 10 days that I’ve spent here. I took my bike out for my first ride yesterday – I stuck to the flat parts, cos I’m a wuss and not used to giant hills – and only saw maybe 1-2 other regular dudes on bikes. Very weird. Very weird indeed.