We decided to link existing street closures
with a citywide bike ride. We
picked a date. We made tee shirts. We sent
releases. We hung posters.
We made signs. We sent
emails. We kept the
website fresh. Gina made a 24-p.
zine. Paul contacted
KPLU, KUOW plugged it. The
Times covered it. After the first leg of our slow ride--when a column
smiling cyclists peacefully commandeered a lane of a busy city
a woman named Moore with LESS taped to her back handed me a
all comes to light if intent be free of ego
We painted CAR-FREE ZONE on the back side
of a GRAND OPENING banner.
50-foot laundry line through each top eyelet, jute string for the bottom
Tie each rope to roll of duct tape, toss over limb or other protrusion, hoist
zone. Next time: more.
The ride across town was rad, but what tickles my imagination most is the
of an empty street, the extra room for kids to play, the quiet air of
permeating a suddenly liberated public space. Car-free day doesn't have to
pen just once a year. In fact, every day is car-free day, for a few minutes
usually around 4 in the morning, when the city takes a breath and if you
very closely there's nothing to hear. See it once and you'll want it to