The World Naked Bike Ride is this Saturday. Last year I rode with the clothed security detail. I tagged along mostly at the end of the group of thousands of nude, or nearly-nude, riders, my yellow reflective safety vest making me look either official or dorky (or officially dorky). At one slow point in the ride an astonished female onlooker shouted at me, And what are you supposed to be? "Security," I happily replied. Yeah, right, she snarled.
This year I will again be riding the security detail, doing my best, along with many other volunteers and police officers, to make sure that the ride does not get any weirder than it is supposed to be. Yeah, right!
Here is a column from this week's Cycling Legalese, published on the Urban Velo website, about how to avoid trouble on the WNBR: