Emma and I were on the way to the bead store (for me) and Helen Bernhardt's bakery (for her) when a large group of bikers rode up alongside the Dodge. We knew something was up...since most of them were wearing ~ not Columbia fleece ~ but tweed and peacoats. Since I am, after all, me, I rolled down the window and hollered "What are you kids doing?"
One of these friendly folks told me it was the first annual Portland Tweed Ride.
Intrepid Portlanders dressed up in their finest British duds and rode to Laurelhurst Park for a civilized picnic. I assume this involved cucumber sandwiches, lemon curd and tea. I am so going next year and I'll be riding Audrey. (Seen below last spring against a backdrop of Hydrangeas).
P.S. Do you love skeleton keys? Scroll on down passed Lorena Bobbitt's coffee cup post for more details on a skeleton key givaway...Come on...It's a gift to all my peeps in honor of my 50th birthday!