Peorian Lar Davis headed out to Colorado to visit his niece in Wheat Ridge over Christmas. He recently talked to me about three pictures I spied on his Facebook page.
A bicycle that once belonged to long-distance cyclist Susan Notorangelo crowns the front window of Peak Cycles in Golden, along with several historical machines, including a 19th-century high-wheeler (left) and a slightly younger wooden-rim safety bicycle missing its front tire (right). “I thought, I’m in Colorado, I must go to a bicycle shop,” Larry said. “Once inside, I turned around and saw the bike. Probably because it was bright pink.”
Downtown Boulder benefits from its intentional preservation of pre-Interstate architecture and the presence of the University of Colorado. This bicycle rack on Spruce Street is near the Boulder Theater and the retail-packed Pearl Street Mall, a former street turned over to pedestrian use in 1977.
Simple U-racks in use on the south side of Denver. “Anytime we turned a corner, we saw bicycles,” Larry said. “A lot of riders on single-speed bicycles carrying messenger bags over one shoulder. If you were on the northwest edge of town near I-70, you saw lycra-wearing road riders headed into the country. Downtown on the weekend, seemed like there were more than a few casual hipsters: people riding in regular clothes and cloth hats, Yehuda Moon style.”