Boise

Date: August 23, 2008
Location: Ann Morrison Park


BOY-C, NOT BOY-Z

Posted on 2nd September 2008 by Juice Box

Hello world.

The TDF crew made it back to HQ safe and sound after 6 long and very continuous weeks in travel. We were greeted with high fives galore from the NBB Mothership, and they seemed genuinly pleased to see us. This pleasure could have derived from our extended absence, but more likely they know the Fort Collins Tour De Fat is next in que, and everyone around here has been looking forward to September 6th, 2008(the exact date of the upcoming TDF) since September 8th, 2007 (the exact date of the day following last year’s TDF). But before ol’ Juice Box jumps the gun (an awesome track and field referance (topical, seeing as how the Olympics just ended)) I should send salutations to the lovely and pronunciation conciuous people of Boise Idaho.

It only took a few minutes of being in your fine town (and I truly mean that, Boise is a fine town, I love it. It seems to have everything; nice people, lots of bikes, bars that are fun to hang out in, a great food co-op, a fantastic record store, and Buck Hunter Safari (the arcade game) behind everydoor you open) before I learned my lesson, and man did I learn my lesson.  The proper pronunciation of Boise is BOY-C, and you people are serious about that, as you should be, proper pronunciation is of utmost importance.

When I was first corrected I was saying to the very nice man behind the counter at the hotel “man, Boise (pronouced at the time BOY-Z) seems like a real cool place to be” and immediatly he responded “Boise (pronounced BOY-C, and said sort of slowly and deliberatly so I would see the error in my own pronunciation) is a real cool place to be, there is a ton of stuff to do, and great people to do those great things with, and on top of all that, there is a great many places to play Buck Hunter Safari, if you are in to such arcade games.”

I thanked him for his insight, and continued to check into my room. Blown away at his civic pride, and newly aware of the proper way to pronounce Boise.

And how about that Tour De Fat.

It was fun, and outragous, and barely hotter than the sun. The stars were aligned, and everyone enjoyed every minute of it, especially me. The bike pit was huge and surrounded by a white picket fence, and i got some sweet polaroids. The bands were off the hook, and we all got to enjoy the Sprockettes last Tour De Fat show of 2008. Those women are great, the fury of all that pink and black is truly a force.

Boise you know how to party, and paired with my love to party, I imagine it is not the last time you will see the Juice Box. Thank you for the memories, and as the venerable Bette Midler once said “Boise, (with the proper BOY-C pronunciation (Ms Midler is a smart and classy woman)) you are the wind beneath my wings”.

Loving you all,

the Juice Box

PS. Fort Collins get ready to share a wonderful day, I am looking forward to it.

Boise busts out the bikes

Posted on 27th August 2008 by Ms Mel

BOISE was bike-light-ful

Posted on 25th August 2008 by Ms Mel


We heart Boise! Thanks for the great time. Cheers to the gnome – pictured here thanks to The Idaho Statesman. Good slow stuff.

I wanna trade my car for a bike in Boise

Posted on 11th August 2008 by Ms Mel


I am taking steps toward the edge. Sanity is the luggage I am unable to fit into my car anymore. Sure, I am tired of paying exorbitant prices for gasoline, but it’s the guilt and futility I experience when trapped in my car that fuels by ire for automobiles.

When, in the past, I had chosen to commute to work in the car, I felt dread at having to sit behind the consuming engine at stop signs and “politely” wait for cell-phone drivers to acknowledge the fact that they were behind the wheel of a car, not, in fact, sipping a venti macchiatto while ordering a new pair of Land’s End Mocs.

Now on bike (mostly) my mind wanders far away from (ironically) mind-mocking other solo drivers, floats up to the foothills, on trails, down shady secondary streets with people in their front yards enjoying life. In the past week, on a commute back home from work, I thought for a moment my speed was so great that it had made my eyes water. Turns out the wind in my ears, smell of fresh-cut grass, and lack of a rumbling monstrosity chugging me home had “thought” me to a rock on the shore of the ocean - wind blasting through me, the sun sinking, orange and warm. It was that sweet tear of joy, thanks, bike!

Take my car, please! Leave me no more chances to spoil my commute, my day, my life.

Brook

Boise Itinerary

Posted on 3rd July 2008 by the rev

Sub Venue at the Fountain
9:00am
BIKE CRUISE-ADE
REGISTRATION BEGINS

10:00am
BIKE PARADE DEPARTS

11:00am-11:30am
RIDERS RETURN FROM BIKE PARADE, HUNKER DOWN, TAP THE KEGS AND LET THE FESTIVUS BEGIN

11:00am-11:30am (Revival Stage)
WELCOME ANNOUNCEMENTS, HOUSE RULES, and INTRODUCTIONS

11:30am-12:00pm (Revival Stage)
ACT #1 “SLOW DOWN or THROW DOWN”: Annual Slow Ride Competition

12:00pm-12:20pm

NANDA - Acrobaticalists
Followed by circus tricks and amazing feats WORKSHOP

12:20pm-1:30pm (Music Stage)
1st BAND:  PAPERBIRD

1:30pm-2:00pm (Revival Stage)
ACT 2: “Carpocalypse Now”:  Funeral Procession and Interpretive Dance Exorcism and Contest

2:00pm-2:30pm
THE SPROCKETTTES - PORTLAND’S ORIGINAL MINIBIKE DANCE TROUPE

2:40pm-3:25pm (Revival Stage)
2nd BAND: March Fourth Marching Band

3:30pm-4:00pm  ACT 3:  “Would you Trade Your Car for a Bike?” (Revival Stage)

4:00pm “THANKS FOR COMING TO TOUR DE FAT!”

Ride your Bike!

Go read the 10 Commandments of Tour de Fat.