As we left home for our long Sunday run, we crossed paths with a pack of motorcycles jamming down Tillary Street in Brooklyn. I lamented not running with a camera, but we were embarking on a 20 mile run, too long to carry accessories. We crossed the Manhattan Bridge, braved our way through Chinatown & shot up the West Side Highway to 96th street, where we saw the motorcycles again, cruising up the highway. It wasn't until Monday that we realized what we almost witnessed.
The motorcyclists, whether on purpose or by accident, initiated a 5 minute chase with an SUV after one of the motorcycles was tapped on its rear bumper. This story proceeded to become national news, then scandal - all I can say about the incident is that we saw the gang revving and running red lights in downtown Brooklyn, giving all motorcyclists a bad name.
The motorcyclists, whether on purpose or by accident, initiated a 5 minute chase with an SUV after one of the motorcycles was tapped on its rear bumper. This story proceeded to become national news, then scandal - all I can say about the incident is that we saw the gang revving and running red lights in downtown Brooklyn, giving all motorcyclists a bad name.
Our actual run was without incident- the West Side was crowded, usual for a lovely fall Sunday in NYC. We crossed back to Brooklyn via the Brooklyn Bridge, which I have never seen so crowded. It was like plowing through Times Square on New Years, with tourists all snapping the same pic while standing on the line in the center of the bridge. A much more gradual climb than the Manhattan Bridge, and perhaps a fun distraction, playing Frogger at the end of a long run, but I was glad I didn't get clipped.
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