Critical Mass Reykjavik!

Earlier this evening, I was taking coffee in downtown Reykjavik and saw a fellow postering about the coffee shop. I didn't pay much attention to him until my eyes fell on the words "CRITICAL MASS," which excited me to no end.

Let me back up a bit. For those of you who don't know, starting early this year I started attending Critical Mass, the monthly international bike ride. It's something I very much look forward to for several reasons. It's not organized, in fact it's relatively chaotic. There is no set agenda, route, destination, or political position. Critical Mass is simple: bicyclists coming together to ride bikes. Another beautiful thing about Mass is that it happens in hundreds of cities all over the world (so there is a very decent chance that there's a ride near you). I was saddened, however, to find that Iceland has yet to set up a ride and that I would miss this month. Imagine my surprise when I found that not only there is indeed a ride here, but that this is Iceland's first ever Critical Mass! Though I suspect the ride will be considerably different from what I'm accustomed to (Seattle's Mass, specifically), I am completely ablaze with anticipation!


We are traffic!


My whip, a Schwinn Frontier. The bike has a less than favorable past - a couple friends found it abandoned in a nearby pond, likely the mishap of a drunken adventure (or something). On the other hand, it was free. Anyway, people ride really lame bikes here, so I'll fit right in!

(psst - anyone know why the pictures are cut off?)