I Love Riding in the City – Eric Mott
Where do you live and what’s it like riding in your city?
I live and work in the Lowry neighborhood of east Denver. I ride to the office everyday no matter what (ha! it’s only a one-mile round trip). On evenings and weekends I cruise the city’s extensive grid bike routes and river trails while exploring the old neighborhoods and historic landmarks, then I assault the traffic of lower downtown before finding a microbrewery relax in before heading back home. It’s hard to lose weight biking in Denver because each ride results in a search for beer.
What was your favorite city to ride in, and why?
Besides Denver, the place I grew up: Mason City, Iowa, because kids like me could go anywhere in town by bicycle, be safe doing it, and your mom wouldn’t care unless she had a premonition about a river. The older I get, the more I value having had a childhood like that. We’d get our bikes in the morning and spend all day exploring the lime pits, cornfields, and railroad tracks around town before returning home at dinnertime. About thirty-five years ago the Winnebago River swallowed my green Schwinn Stingray with the banana seat. It’s probably reached the Gulf of Mexico by now—if you find it, let me know.
Why do you love riding in the city?
When you drive you plan your route in advance (hopefully) and worry about where you’re going to park. When you ride you plan on getting lost and worry about not remembering all the cool new hangouts you spotted along the way. That’s freedom—that’s childhood. We need that.
Or just say whatever you want about riding in the city… Poetry anyone?
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