Portland Parkways

Dear Liza,

As I have told you before, Portland really likes to ride bikes. Kids ride to school, grown ups ride to work, and everyone rides on the weekends, just for fun.

During the warmer weather, the city sponsors an event called Portland Parkways one Sunday a month. Each month, the ride is through a different part of the city.

This past Sunday was the first one of the year, and it started right up the block at Laurelhurst Park! Since it was the first time we’d had the bikes out, we needed to put some air in the tires and get some practice in.

The Park was going to be a ‘hub’, a place with entertainment, snacks, repair booths and places to get information on all sorts of groups. We went early and met folks from “Friends of the Trees” and “Friends of Laurelhurst Park”, two groups I am really interested in. Grandpa Nelson talked to a fellow about bringing Major League Baseball to Portland.

There was a jazz band playing in the dog off leash area, so we hung out and enjoyed for a while, having pretzels and chicken hot dogs to make sure we started with lots of energy.

Then we started off on the eight and a half mile circuit, guided by chalk marks on the road, traffic barriers, and lots of helpful folks who stopped traffic for us and shouted encouragement. We rode through some very familiar streets, then south all the way to Clinton and east almost to Mt. Tabor!

There were a lot of wonderful downhill swoops and some tough uphill slogs, but I didn’t get off to push, not even once. This was a major victory for me.

At Ivon Park we stopped at the Portland Police booth and registered our bikes. It was free! Bike theft is a real problem here in Portland, and it’s better to be safe than sorry.

Along the way were other hubs to catch snacks or a rest, visit with people or just watch the wonderful parade of biking humanity go by.

All the way around and back to Laurelhurst, where more music was going on, as well as the Cascadia Circus fun zone, where kids and grown ups could play. A few more snacks and back home to rest our weary bones.

What a wonderful day out and about!

Love,

Grandma Judy

Author: Judy

I am a new transplant to Portland from Salinas, a small city in Central California. This is a blog about my new city.

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