Fancy New Orleans Bike Rack

It's been awhile, bike rack lovers.

The bad news: prime advance traveling season is currently over.

The good news: prime advance traveling season is currently over, so I can catch up on the tons of bike rack posts everyone has sent me recently.

If you've sent me a photo, I'm working on the posts as we speak. So keep sending me those photos. And there are some amazing bike rack photos to talk about! Bike rack porn. Bow-chicka-wow-wow.

Ahem. This is a family blog!

Back to the business at hand. The lovely and very talented A. May-Sealey has sent me a photo that I think really captures the grace and flavor of New Orleans that you just won't get anywhere else.

Again, more fancy bike rack. They just keep getting fancier and fancier! What will they think of next? Will they come in solid gold? (Oh wait, that has already happened.)

I love that this is weathered but still very lovely. Which is exactly what New Orleans is - a little weathered, a bit beat down but still able to stand tall, proud and unlike anything you've ever seen before! Poetry in bike rack.

And for that - THREE bicycles out of four. The only way this thing gets better if there's a po' boy attached to it. (Mmm.)

Ca c'est bon bike rack for Mardi Gras

Mardi Gras was last week, and while I didn't get to go celebrate it in the Big Easy, B. Becnel (aka "Spicy") was there to usher in Lent the way it's meant to be - with a couple of hurricanes and hand grenades, beads, masks, Zulu coconuts and festive king cake-colored bike rack! 

Super impressive showing here of the colors; while I've seen some great spray-painted bike rack in my team, none are so committed as these. Now, only if there were a plastic baby painted onto one of these every 100 pieces of bike rack or so...would that mean the next Mardi Gras, you have to bring the bike rack? 

And, no Bourbon Street shot would be complete without the post-Mardi Gras damage, beads and booze and bike rack and all. You can practically feel the hangover just looking at this photo.

For bike rack that screams "laissez les bon temps rouler," I think it deserves FOUR bicycles out of four.***

*** Note: someone recently said to me that every post I put on here gets four out of four bicycles. Look, I'm generous, but not THAT generous. It just happens that the photos I've been getting lately are some stellar examples of the genre. If you want a healthy showing of less than stellar bicycle ratings, check out the tag "San Francisco." 

Bourbon Street Bike Rack

S.Pollard makes his BRATW debut with a solid entry from New Orleans - and from the famed Bourbon Street in the French Quarter, no less. My imagination tells me he got a shot of this fairly standard bike rack after a night of debauchery; but the lighting and shadows on the ground indicate this is more post-Cafe du Monde than post-Hand Grenade-filled night.

Well, I'm sure he let the good times roll here anyway. Check out that street sign - if that's not an indication of the kind of fun you'll have in this town, I don't know what is.

For making me hungry for a beignet and a fried shrimp po' boy (the only way to go) - TWO bicycles out of four.