While the rabble were present at the Portland games, I was kilted at the Cycle Oregon Weekend, down in Salem. I had been warned that I would either be lost in a crowd, or standing in that same crowd. Turns out that besides myself, there was only one other kilt wearer. (And sorry Ron, I didn't have my camera handy whenever I saw you in your OD utilikilt).
Here I am on Saturday night at the Widmer Brewing Beer Garden, on the State Capital grounds. A lone kilt wearer among 1,700 other cyclists.
Last edited by Really a McQueen; 18th July 11 at 12:16 PM.
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Tartan Riders, Kilted Oregon
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