DIVERSE RIDERS ASSOCIATION: DOWNTOWN INDY RALLY

Last week, I had the pleasure of riding around on my skateboard with three distinguished gentlemen, Martin Kreig, Eddie Moffat, and Larry Anderson.Show more

In 1986, Indianapolis resident Martin Kreig rode the bicycle you see here across America "in front of 40 million people to the National Head Injury Foundation."

I first met Martin at the Rocky Ripple Festival a few years ago when he almost ran over my wife with his bike, the Eagle. At least, that's her side of the story. Since then, I have seen him multiple times on the street riding various bicycles and have put him in a handful of videos.

Eddie Moffat is a world-class Unicyclist and retired professional ballet dancer who has a home on the eastside of Indianapolis. I knew him as that "old unicyclist dude who's ranting incoherently as he goes down the street." I became friends with him online a few months back, but it was just before the ride in this video that I first met him.

Larry Anderson, is a local artist and musician (drummer). I had never seen or heard of Larry until being tagged a couple days prior to this ride in a post about going on this ride.

I had a great time filming all three on the Circle, at Bottle Works, Fountain Square, and everywhere else in between.

We even picked up a couple more riders in Fountain Square, Andrew Heltzel & Maggie Brown, who traveled back downtown with us on their way back to Fletcher Place.

So for the record:

1 Unicycle
2 Recumbent Bicycles
1 OneWheel
1 Electric Unicycle
&
A Skateboard

If there had been any animals and clowns along for the ride, we would have looked like the circus coming to town. We spent 4 hours riding, talking, eating, and drinking to stay hydrated. We arrived back downtown near our starting point just as it was starting to rain.

I stopped at the Eagle for a couple drinks and to review some of the footage, but my phone died. A group I thought was pub crawl of some kind was rolling through but were told to get out because of what appeared to be excessive intoxication. One of the group's members, who had already bumped into me and dropped her phone in my lap, hit me in the ribs while I was talking to patrons on my other side and said, "I'll be back."

Neither the group or the girl ever came back, but she left behind a pair of red and white rollerblades on the floor next to me. A fitting end to the evening.