I was on the way to the Tuesday Farmers’ Market on State street when I saw these guys riding up towards me. Due to my ridiculous zeal of being the Way of the Bicycle photographer, I tried to flag them down, half expecting them to stop. But alas, it was not to be. They were on a mission. They were kitted out in lycra and mounted on carbon steeds in a manner that said “we’re not stopping for the likes of you.” And that’s cool. What rider in their right mind is going to stop for some random dude with a camera? In any case, I thought the picture came out pretty well.
*Any riders whose name I don’t get are automatically called Fred (or Frieda if they are female). That is all.