Gloria, Eli, Les, Jonathan B., Tim, Kevin, and new recruits Joe and Tom found themselves in West Seattle. It was a day like many others. Sunny and warm, filled with good pho, conversations about music, and venues, and the history of team edpete. It even appeared that Eli was a special customer as he was delivered extra sprouts without asking. But what none knew, and what few could have predicted, was the scene they witnessed as they routinely paid the check.
Outside.
In broad daylight.
Unabashedly exposed to the eyes of the innocent onlookers, there rode up California street more than two dozen of them.
Painted nudist bicyclists.
No one knew where they came from or where they went. But after it was over, no one would forget what they had witnessed that day.
And perhaps some day in the future, when young Melody is grown, those that witnessed the events that transpired will be able to look back and recall that day and talk about what happened. And what could have been.
