Despite this unfortunate scene at the staging area, Critical Mass Seattle was tons of fun. The mass itself was about a tenth the size of even a modest San Francisco turnout, but it sticks together real good, up gnarly hills and over heavily trafficked bridges and in and out of a thoroughly present police presence.
And before things got underway, Food Not Bombs Seattle handed out peanut butter and homemade plum jelly sandwiches. Size wise, SF’s event may be way more impressive, but nobody ever gave me a peanut butter and homemade plum jelly sandwich.
Seattle is nice.
Lots more pictures after the jump: