Friday evening in Portland was simply too gorgeous to ride straight home from work so I headed westbound without a plan. Just rode where the wind blew me.
Got whistled at by some sidewalk-cafe-sitter on Broadway. A loud, lusty whistle that took my self-confidence and tripled it.
Stopped on the dock path to capture this beauty:
Whistled at (again!) by some boy on a cruiser on the bike path.
Finally, heading back east toward home, stopped to take this with the skyline in the distance.