I get a feed of news images from Getty Images for journalism use which are then filtered for bicycling content.
A set of a couple dozen photos entitled “World Naked Bike Ride Takes Place In Sydney” contained the note for those who missed seeing the pale dangly bits flapping in the breeze: “Editor’s Note: Nudity.” The World Naked Bike Ride took place over the weekend.
I rode completely clothed this last weekend in Santa Cruz and was hit by a guy driving a Red BMW after he honked at me. I think he tried to swerve closely past me to frighten or intimidate me, which was an odd thing to do on a quiet residential street with no traffic. He apparently misjudged and swiped me. He looked at me; I exclaimed with bemused surprise, “You hit me!” and then he ran. I called the police, gave a full description of the driver and car (Red ’04 to ’06 BMW 1 Series Coupe, license 4ASRxxx, mid 30s Caucasian male, gelled black hair) as I followed the car around Santa Cruz Harbor up Seabright, across the Harbor Bridge on Murray, along the east side of the Harbor before I lost him on East Cliff Drive, where I waited for police to arrive.
Santa Cruz Police took less than five minutes to show up, which surprised me, and Officer Butler was very professional taking my report and expressed some anger about what she took as an obviously road raging driver.
The hit was actually very minor — he nudged my bike but that’s it. I probably would have ignored it if the driver didn’t run.