Must not be Portland, where driving makes you one of the untouchables, as distinguished from the Master Race astride their bicycles, kitted out in TRON gear.
Portland wasn't always a safe haven for cyclists :)
And even now, on the sonorous hums and curves of Sandy Blvd, you may find yourself cycling next to several 'mudded' pickups, and called things that are hateful and confusing.
You can put the hipster in Oregon, but you can't take the redneck out.
