Tour de Fat

The Tour de France is over. Lance Armstrong has retired again. The naked cyclists of the Fremont Solstice Parade have put their clothes back on (and, BTW, thanks for that). The STP is past and probably already oversubscribed for next year. What’s left for local cyclists to do? Drown their misery in beer at the Tour de Fat, where your skinny carbon-fiber frames are most unwelcome. (And you fixies keep away, too.) The focus today is on big, slow, 50-pound cruiser bikes with coaster brakes—the way God intended for us to ride. A parade, raffle, music, and Franken-bike display are also part of the activities, sponsored by the Bicycle Alliance of Washington and New Belgium Brewing Co. But mainly, for those 21 and over, it’s all about the beer—meaning, if you get too tipsy, wear your helmet even when dismounted. T. BOND

Sat., July 31, 10 a.m.-5 p.m., 2010

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