Last Sunday, thousands of riders showed up to Hub On Wheels, Boston’s annual bicycle celebration group ride. Altogether 21 members of Team BU Bikes raised $981 which will go towards Boston’s “Technology Goes Home” program.
Upon arriving to the starting line, despite the air being close to 55 degrees and rainy, City Plaza was buzzing with excitement as Mayor Menino thanked us for coming out and the ride began. I noticed I was one of the youngest riders there.

The highlight of Hub On Wheels, of course, is that ten miles of Storrow Drive is closed off for bikes. I had fun watching packs of roadies furiously racing to the front despite the Announcement at the starting line stressing the ride wasn’t a race.

It was pretty awesome to see every lane of Storrow Drive filled with bikes for the first time when I reached the turnaround:

Quite a few people I passed coming back into Boston had flats in the first mile:

I arrived at the first stop, the Arnold Arboretum, where I met up with other BU Bikes members and stocked up on water, bananas, and fig newtons. Melody affixed speakers to her rear rack for music during the rest of the ride.

While I snapped a photo of this family on a bicycle built for three:

Off in the distance we heard the faint sound of drumming approaching. Indeed, it was Galen on his bike banging on the bucket, cowbell, and cymbal he affixed to his handlebars.

Who not only brought his drum bike, but a few friends from Boston Rickshaw, who were going to complete the entire 30 mile route with us while hauling some friends as passengers.

Seeing foliage as we left the Arboretum was a refreshing reminder that Autumn was here:

A father-daughter duo pushing uphill on a tandem bike built for two:

Even though Rebecca, this rickshaw passenger, was smiling:

I couldn’t help feel bad for the rickshaw cyclists as we climbed our first hill. Though, it was great to see a rickshaw outside its natural concrete jungle habitat.

But all was well, because as soon as we reached the top of the hill we stumbled upon a man whose rear wheel had seized up, rendering his bike useless. Boston Richshaw came to the rescue to haul him and his bike to the next rest stop.

And together we became one big bike drummin’, people haulin’ parade of absurdity:

Later, as we crossed a bridge, it was nice to see that carpet had been put down for bikers crossing a metal grate over this bridge:

which Galen stopped at to drum while cyclists crossed it:

Just a few miles from the finish, we stopped at the last rest stop as they were packing up. Each of us took a box of leftover fig newtons to take home:

Passing the ICA, a familiar sight:

Arriving at City Hall Plaza at 2, we were welcomed with cheering and cowbells, and a goodie bag.

Like 100psi, I had doubts as I rolled drearily out of bed at 6am about whether riding out in the rain would be worth it at all. Those doubts quickly vanished when I remembered that Hub On Wheels would be epic and that I had ridden in the rain for 8 hours in colder weather before on my trip to New York.
But at the end of the day, my first Hub On Wheels experience turned out to be uniquely fun and interesting. Sure, we were riding so slow that we were passed by hundreds of other cyclists and ended up being the very last riders to arrive at City Hall before Hub On Wheels packed up, but seeing the smiles of those riders as they saw the rickshaws and galen drumming with his silly hat on made riding out that miserable morning worth it.