About three weeks ago now, I went down to New York City for the Warriors NYC 2014 bike messenger race. I’ve got a lot of friends that go to other cities for these sort of events all the time, but I’ve never really been into that. But back when I was a wee rookie bike messenger, I did go to the Warriors Fun Ride 2002, which was an amazing experience. And now, in 2014, they finally got around to having a sequel. It was really the first out-of-town event that I was psyched for enough to make some actual effort to attend.
The basic premise of the Warriors race is to follow (very approximately) the path from the movie The Warriors, starting from way up in the Bronx after dusk, and ending at Coney Island at dawn. Like the movie, we rode in teams. Officially, the teams were supposed to be six to nine members, but a bunch of us Boston guys just formed an eleven person team and nobody stopped us. Aside from me, my team included Pete, Mike, Eli, Max, Orlando, Kevin, Ben, Julian, Opie, and Craig.
I’ve been getting into shooting film this summer, soI brought along my little Fujifilm Natura S point-and-shoot loaded with Kodak Tri-X for black and white shots, and my Canon Rebel SLR with a bunch of Kodak Portra 400 for color shots. I got about three rolls worth of pictures, which I have tried to set out into a coherent story below. If pictures aren’t really you’re thing, Eli’s version of the tale is a more literary take on the night. Better yet, read both.