That new-fangled contraption, the bicycle, was all the rage in Portland in the gay ’90s. Observed The Oregonian in its New Year’s edition of 1895: “Scores of wheelmen leave the city every Sunday during the summer months and easily ride 50 to 100 miles during the day without any great fatigue.” Many will remember the bicycle paths on Williams avenue, and other pathways.
The subtext here was that the bicycle was a weird passing fad, and everyone in today’s modern 1940 world preferred to drive everywhere, because Progress. And that was true for decades. In 2013, however, rapidly-gentrifying Williams Avenue is home to one of the city’s busiest bike lanes. What goes around, comes around.