Alleycat - Team Cheesburger

Broken Hearts and Bicycle Parts

Alleycat Race Definition I found on Wikipedia: An Alleycat race is an informal bicycle race. Alleycats almost always take place in cities, and are often organized by bicycle messengers. The informality of the organization is matched by the emphasis on taking part, rather than simple competition. Many Alleycats present prizes for the last competitor to finish (sometimes known as Dead F*cking Last or DFL).[1] The first race to be called "Alleycat" was held in Toronto on October 30, 1989 and continued, in its original form, around Halloween and Valentine's Day for the following five years. In 1993, when Toronto messengers shared Alleycat stories at the first international messenger race (C.M.W.C Berlin), the name and the concept spread far and wide. Regularly organized Alleycats can be found in cities across North America, Europe and Asia. Many smaller cities with no cycle messenger population are also home to alleycats run by the burgeoning urban cyclist subculture.

My definition of Alleycat:  kindof like a scavenger hunt on bicycles...

So... Ben and I rode our bikes to East Atlanta to the SoPo location (see link above and check out their site to learn more about what they do...it is really cool) for the starting point and registration for the 6th annual Broken Hearts and Bicycle Parts Alleycat.

Our bikes geared up and ready to go

Ben mapping out the check points (you do not know the route until you register the night of race)

Our first stop was at a tattoo parlor.  Get a tattoo or get your face painted.  We chose face painting.  I did not take a picture, but we had to ride around Atlanta sportin' our blue mustaches.

The second stop was at Woodruff Park downtown.  Ben and I were the first team to reach this check point (Ben was proud of my speed).  So...we were rewarded with this bicycle crank arm that I wore proudly around my neck at the after party :).

One of the stops was in Piedmont Park at the gazebo.  We had to make a Peanut Butter and Jelley sandwich to take back to the last check point. I was hungry and wanted to eat it.

It was a great time!  We were able to hang out and catch up with friends that enjoy riding bikes, see the city, and enjoy one another on our wheels. Go Team Cheeseburger!