Say Bike What? (What a Bike Rave Looks Like)

“Bike Rave!”
Later, earnestly: “Bike Rave.”
And minutes after: “Bike RAAAAAVE!” (“wooooo!”)
“Hey, do you guys know wh-BIKE RAVE?”
“I’m bike raving right now!”

Nobody did it better than Zoe, who would occasionally sing “bike raaave” in a lovely ringing tone.

All the bikes have glowsticks, LEDs, some multicolored luminary apparatus to announce to the world that the FUTURE is HERE.

Bike Rave

The occasional big-cargo bike rolls like a parade, transformed into slow-riding music cruiser blasting the night’s 5-hour stream.

Under the big bridges, even the trolls were dancing.

Kickstanded bikes only bided time until domino’d.

Much of it was a bike-walk rave, such was the crowd, and so fragile the bottlenecks. It was like a concert that ringed the city in a wall of phosphorescent flickering, and it was that crowded, only all of the concert-goers were on bicycles.

Bike Rave

I especially dig that it’s a show of bicycle power. A city should be able to host a lot of this kind of stuff, a massive concentration of people on bicycles moving around dense urban areas. If a city can handle that, it’s somewhere on a right track. So Bike Rave achieves a very practical effect of testing bicycle density out on an urban core that’s rapidly changing.

The whole point was a good time, a positive vibe. Tokes were toked by some. Glowsticks fell. As did beer cans.

Burrard bridge downtown residents complained of garbage and trampled gardens. So remember when you’re out announcing THE FUTURE: pick up some litter while there, and mind the flowers. Consider helping the clean-up volunteers the next day. Same goes for communities that host a portion of seawall. The seawall is an awesome little journey, we’re all lucky to have it. Overall I’d say it contributed a good vibe and a peaceful time to the city, while showcasing the culture on a beautiful summer eve.

Bike Rave

That said, I was a failure to do much cleaning help myself, and only added to the littermess of glowsticks, so do as I say, not as I do. You can consider the day after Bike Rave Day to also be an active day of finding dimly glowing easter eggs absolutely everywhere. Whenever I noticed a shed glowstick along the bike route, I would nod sagely to the future volunteers and claim solemnly: “Bike Rave.” But the truth is, plastic is plastic, and the proper way to prep for Bike Rave would be with battery LEDs rather than the plastic chemical magic-mojo, which is amazing to play with and behold but bad for the environment. Each year, buy another little LED ornamental. Turn your bike into a once-a-year christmas tree.

Bike Rave

About these photographs: I was so busy bike-raving that I couldn’t really deal with the hassle of a tripod during the unbelievable madness. I strapped a little gorillapod to the handlebars instead of using a tripod and got long-exposure photos, averaging around 8 seconds for a shot.  I wish I had gotten a views from farther out. Instead I dove into the madness. Next year I’ll circle the city from the outside while the bike ravers circle the seawall.

Bike Rave

About thomstitt

A career filmmaker based in Vancouver with experience in direction, cinematography and editing.
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