I never seen so many grandparents smiling ear to ear. Folks were out in the yards cheering the cyclists on. Good times.
Showing posts with label Naked Bike ride. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Naked Bike ride. Show all posts
Sunday, June 30, 2019
world naked bike ride 2019 Portland.
Wow Ya normally don't see so many folks coming out to the park. Tonight the families were out in droves to old Laurelhurst park. Maybe it's the thousands of naked people everywhere. It looks like a real cultural phenomenon.
Saturday, June 23, 2018
My Naked Bike Ride rant. (See ya there)
I was grumpy with the World Naked Bike Ride for a while.
When I first got to P-town mid 90's, the naked ride was on April Fools day and had a very hippy feel.
Then the World Naked Bike Ride hit the scene as a protest and appeal for cyclist awareness; it's a fantastic thing that helps green-light legislation and encourage bike friendly infrastructure while enjoying a naked night on the town. This street theater happening is also cheap and fun.
As time went on, it slowly became less of a protest. Black guy president, we won, lets have fun!
Like the Clown House, the activist flavor gave way to a complacent frat-party feel.
That was disappointing in a age when cows and cars are really taking the planet for a ride; it takes Earth 800,000,000 years to reset after climate collapses.
Another ill point is getting jeered at by folks on the ground who don't know what the inside skinny's all about. I go from having fun to wanting to throttle people. I'm not butt hurt, it's more like having to watch a movie you don't like on your only day off. Annoyingly sad.
They think we need attention.
We just want enough attention to not get hit by a car.
Now I gotta tell ya what I do like about the last W.N.B.R. I attended.
I was with my pal Leapin Louie the cowboy clown.
Both of us riding high and in chaps n cowboy hats.
I love that guy.
It's funny that tallbikes put our butts right at eye level to everyone else.
Hawhawhaw EEEEHa!
I also love the jewel at the end of the crown....
wait for it (drum roll)
!!The sausage party at the end of the ride!! LOL
Lots of cyclists with bitchin' bike bods, where lots of men get to see very attractive woman discover the ride and all strip naked to join... They don't see that every day.
I'm sure it drives em crazy. At the end of the ride all the fellas stick around but the woman vanish like vampires in a cloud of bats.
It's a riot to see all those poor saps looking at each other expecting someone to be female and there never is, it's always a sea of penises all glaring at each other.
I know, it's kind of mean of me but I don't get that many laughs like that. To me it's like watching turtles.
So I'm a kid clown as well as sideshow performer. Have been for 20 years here in Puddletown. Been nude a lot on stage and in the street. For the clowns it's the cheapest act to put on. :)
I have literally got it on with two woman while riding a bike on the very same stage that I would get married on a decade later.
I'm not shy at all. Thing is, I can't be full monty clown anymore. The secret to living in kid and adult entertainment worlds was made clear in the movie Ghost Busters.
Don't cross the streams.
Too much photography ruins the game for us. There is no way for us to keep our entertainment lines from crossing; to control what people do with images of us.
On this W.N.B.R. 2018, we decided to take one for the team, go on the ride and have a great time with our friends.
We hear that a Japanese tv show is hip to interview us at this years ride.
So here we are.
Now that I know we will be interfacing with the media, I gotta get my story straight now.
I have been interviewed before and what came out of my face was the dreadful truth of a behind-the-scenes guy. I regret not crafting a better narrative.
This is a great clown op to tell the original story about what the ride is about.
So what do we wear to participate but not nose dive our daily bread?
Olive's first thought was for us to rock diapers; she volunteered to make us each a diaper.
Then we decided on just some form fitting lycra and lots of body paint.
I want "I care a lot" written on my back in white.
My cargo bike, Behemoth, is great for carrying a passenger.
We are open to taking someone on my bike who maybe can't ride a bike, is injured, or wants to spend hours nude perched on the back of my bike. I'm not gonna be too loud about this option since the ride starts in frikkin b.f.e. (Cathedral park).
I'm no longer grumpy with W.N.B.R. We need as many rides as we can to promote cycling, fitness and bike awarness. And I'm looking forward to seeing all the smiling faces and the sea of vertical smiles too! If you're out there riding, thank you, stay safe and:
See ya there!
~Dingo Dizmal Portland clown
p.s.
One year we just went to photograph all the people photographing nude people.
A lady with what looked like a National Geographic camera yelled to me "Please disrobe mr.clown!" I yelled "Frightfully sorry Madame I have the Diarrhea!' Her colleges got a good laugh at her getting clowned by the clown. She never got a pic of me but I did get a pic of her.
When I first got to P-town mid 90's, the naked ride was on April Fools day and had a very hippy feel.
Then the World Naked Bike Ride hit the scene as a protest and appeal for cyclist awareness; it's a fantastic thing that helps green-light legislation and encourage bike friendly infrastructure while enjoying a naked night on the town. This street theater happening is also cheap and fun.
As time went on, it slowly became less of a protest. Black guy president, we won, lets have fun!
Like the Clown House, the activist flavor gave way to a complacent frat-party feel.
That was disappointing in a age when cows and cars are really taking the planet for a ride; it takes Earth 800,000,000 years to reset after climate collapses.
Another ill point is getting jeered at by folks on the ground who don't know what the inside skinny's all about. I go from having fun to wanting to throttle people. I'm not butt hurt, it's more like having to watch a movie you don't like on your only day off. Annoyingly sad.
They think we need attention.
We just want enough attention to not get hit by a car.
Now I gotta tell ya what I do like about the last W.N.B.R. I attended.
I was with my pal Leapin Louie the cowboy clown.
Both of us riding high and in chaps n cowboy hats.
I love that guy.
It's funny that tallbikes put our butts right at eye level to everyone else.
Hawhawhaw EEEEHa!
I also love the jewel at the end of the crown....
wait for it (drum roll)
!!The sausage party at the end of the ride!! LOL
Lots of cyclists with bitchin' bike bods, where lots of men get to see very attractive woman discover the ride and all strip naked to join... They don't see that every day.
I'm sure it drives em crazy. At the end of the ride all the fellas stick around but the woman vanish like vampires in a cloud of bats.
It's a riot to see all those poor saps looking at each other expecting someone to be female and there never is, it's always a sea of penises all glaring at each other.
I know, it's kind of mean of me but I don't get that many laughs like that. To me it's like watching turtles.
So I'm a kid clown as well as sideshow performer. Have been for 20 years here in Puddletown. Been nude a lot on stage and in the street. For the clowns it's the cheapest act to put on. :)
I have literally got it on with two woman while riding a bike on the very same stage that I would get married on a decade later.
I'm not shy at all. Thing is, I can't be full monty clown anymore. The secret to living in kid and adult entertainment worlds was made clear in the movie Ghost Busters.
Don't cross the streams.
Too much photography ruins the game for us. There is no way for us to keep our entertainment lines from crossing; to control what people do with images of us.
On this W.N.B.R. 2018, we decided to take one for the team, go on the ride and have a great time with our friends.
We hear that a Japanese tv show is hip to interview us at this years ride.
So here we are.
Now that I know we will be interfacing with the media, I gotta get my story straight now.
I have been interviewed before and what came out of my face was the dreadful truth of a behind-the-scenes guy. I regret not crafting a better narrative.
This is a great clown op to tell the original story about what the ride is about.
So what do we wear to participate but not nose dive our daily bread?
Olive's first thought was for us to rock diapers; she volunteered to make us each a diaper.
Then we decided on just some form fitting lycra and lots of body paint.
I want "I care a lot" written on my back in white.
My cargo bike, Behemoth, is great for carrying a passenger.
We are open to taking someone on my bike who maybe can't ride a bike, is injured, or wants to spend hours nude perched on the back of my bike. I'm not gonna be too loud about this option since the ride starts in frikkin b.f.e. (Cathedral park).
I'm no longer grumpy with W.N.B.R. We need as many rides as we can to promote cycling, fitness and bike awarness. And I'm looking forward to seeing all the smiling faces and the sea of vertical smiles too! If you're out there riding, thank you, stay safe and:
See ya there!
~Dingo Dizmal Portland clown
p.s.
One year we just went to photograph all the people photographing nude people.
A lady with what looked like a National Geographic camera yelled to me "Please disrobe mr.clown!" I yelled "Frightfully sorry Madame I have the Diarrhea!' Her colleges got a good laugh at her getting clowned by the clown. She never got a pic of me but I did get a pic of her.
We took pics of lots of people photographic nude riders. We would put our cameras in their faces and take pics of them. This guy taking photos of women was not very happy about Olive invading his privacy with her camera.
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
Gawker gawking at the Naked ride
We went to the ride (to be supportive but we had to bike to a gig early the next morning in the next town over so we couldn't stay). Also we were immediately too creeped out to ride anyway. Even blocks away, the toughest thing about getting there was oddly car traffic. The roads were full of cars,motorbikes, Minivans full of gawking, laughing people. I love laughter but when it's getting the wrong idea then it's tragedy and when it's praying on the denizens of the ride, it's just wrong. lots of workman types with ratty bikes in the back of the trucks. My guess is that they weren't going on the ride in response to the polar ice caps up north melting into the sea. We saw every cool bike in town and all the usual characters.Tons of people knew us and we made free balloons for lots of kids. I was pleased they weren't getting that draconian lesson that bodies are somehow dirty or wrong. It is a positive step away from ignorance, it was also a boon for the town's pervs. I saw a clothed guy in the park unashamedly standing inches from a group of pert 20 somethings making them feel gross, I wanted to kick him square in the back but we were on a mission(that we failed) . We couldn't find our friends so we decided the story to get was not the ride but the gawkers. WAY more entertaining. Back in my day (aught 98) the naked ride was April fools day and then later it was a strong protest. The ride left at 5pm into rush hour traffic , no cops, no stopping and typically ended with half the people in jail. It was a sacrifice. Now it's more of a "getta load of me ride", That's cool, bitchin bike bods abound everywhere (they deserve praise). But this event generated so much car traffic and onlookers getting the wrong message that it's a moot point in the environmental struggle. It's less "save the world" and more "burning man". Committed cyclists numbers are down in Ptown. Lots of folks drove to the ride. We decided to take pics of people who just went as tourists. Some were funny, some scary, some from other countries and who knows what they thought. We had fun and hung out with lots of friends. This night, getting over exposed was not our thing (not for the gawkers), glad we got to gawk at the gawkers though.

This lady made me laugh the hardest. As we rolled away this lady who had a huge camera set up pleaded with us to disrobe. ""Where are you going??" she almost made me feel bad. I said "I'm so sorry Hon, I would love to be your object of ridicule but Ya see my partner and I have the explosive dihariahs and it's not making for good bike company" her friends exploded..with laughter at her. Look at all that traffic.
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