Cold Weather Disguises
The other day I was biking home and a cyclist waved at me.
Now, biking in Boston sometimes has the feeling of a biking in a small town. I’m always running into friends on the street. But in cold weather there are some social challenges.
And I may not even recognize my best friends unless they are willing to unbundle a bit. Not always pleasant this time of year.
So it got me wondering if there’s a better way.
Maybe not. I may not recognize my friends until spring, my apologies.
Easy. Many of the people I know have distinctive bikes so, I recognize them by their bikes.
In winter, the clothing changes, but the bikes stay the same. So, for the handful of fellow commuters that I see regularly on my way in, we still make our nods and ding our bells despite the numerous measures we’ve taken to protect our noses, eyes and fingers because we still recognize so-and-so with the Christmas tree taillights or the half-disintegrated clip-on fender or the Carradice saddlebag that’s probably seen more miles than most people’s bikes.
this is Boston – a cordial “eff-you, you eff-ing d-bag” coupled with a stream of rude gestures will suffice. It’s just our way of showing affection.
Admittedly, working as a mechanic I recognize bikes over faces. I have had customers greet me on the street and won’t remember/recognize them until I see their ride.
I’m with Tim D. I wave and say ” hi” to everyone. We don’t have to bundle up so much in LA, but this was terrific!
I like the painted balaclava idea.
I painted a flaming goatee and moustache on my winter face mask. You can see it in the Mardi Gras pictures on my blog.
I have a ZanHeadgear balaclava – everyone recognizes my Luchador mask!