The club has always had lurkers—members who don’t show their faces at a ride or any other club event. I was a lurker once. After I joined the club it was about a year before I got up the courage to attend either a club ride or one of the monthly meetings. (Aside 1: We used to have monthly meetings at the Page Street library and then later at MCC in the Castro.) In the meantime those ChainLetters piled up in my living room. (Aside 2: We used to have a monthly newsletter, the ChainLetter.) I’d read them front to back, which wasn’t hard since they weren’t very long—each sheet of paper would increase the postage and we were a broke club so it was kept short. This went on for about a year maybe and when I had to renew my membership, I thought, “Why am I spending $12 for a club membership that I’m not using?” But I did re-up and I think sometime in that second year I finally showed up and stopped being a lurker.

In the early days there must have been other lurkers because our membership was hovering about 120 or so. If you look at the old club photographs, the attendance at rides was actually very good. When Derek led the first American River bike trail ride in 1983 he got over 35 participants, which was extraordinary. Having ten to fifteen folks show up for a ride wasn’t unusual. Even so there were members who never showed their face. Attending a club ride can be intimidating just as it would be anytime you’re new at an unfamiliar social venue. Coming out back then was harder, I think, than it is today where we see school age kids coming out. Keep in mind that venues like Different Spokes were a fairly new development. Only a few years beforehand gay social environments were heavily weighted towards bars and baths. Social gatherings like bike rides, bowling alleys, and baseball teams as well as knitting circles and car clubs were beginning their efflorescence. Coming to a club ride or meeting took some courage—it wasn’t just going for a group ride, it was a way to come out.

That was certainly true for me as well even though I was by that time living in the City in the lower Haight. Part of my delayed entry was that I was a runner in those days. But my running was extremely frustrating due to chronic, repeated injuries. I was also in graduate school and working so free time was very limited for me.

I do remember reading an ad for Different Spokes and that’s when I joined even though I was running. I rode my bike for errands and very occasionally would go out for a “real” ride. I even raced back in the day. But I loved running more and went back to cycling only because I couldn’t deal with yet another running injury. Showing up on my first club ride surely gave me pause—who were these people and would I fit in? I guess I did because I’m still here and efforts to throw me out have all ended in failure.

Once the AIDS Bike-A-Thon became an annual club event we started to have another kind of lurker. Our membership count swelled but it sure didn’t seem like it when you went on club rides. There were a few more people but not in proportion to our apparent club size, which easily doubled. It turned out that we had a lot of members who just wanted to support the club because of BAT. Maybe they had no interest in cycling or they lived too far away to attend rides. The AIDS Bike-A-Thon turned out to be great advertising for the club. It didn’t hurt that we were putting on the BAT the way the PTA does bake sales: it was a completely volunteer effort to raise money for a good cause. We didn’t earn a cent from it. (Aside 3: Did you know we actually did do bake sales and garage sales to get enough money to run the club, the biggest portion of which was putting out the ChainLetter?) Some lurkers wanted to help us out financially—“angels”—and we didn’t object.

Fast forward a couple of decades and guess what? We still have lurkers! There are still a few “angels” even though it’s been over thirty years since we put on BAT. (Aside 4: But we did put on other fundraisers—the Saddle Challenge went on for years; Ride for Project Inform; and Double Bay Double.) Why some members lurk may be the same as before—still mustering the courage to come out. Some of the newer, recent members may be lurking because they’re coming from AIDS Lifecycle training groups. Attending a club ride is an afterthought for them because their friendships are already cemented in their training group. It’s like a parallel universe of cyclists in our club. And why not? There’s no need to break into a new social circle when they’ve got plenty of friends with whom they have history. For them Different Spokes is largely redundant. When you go to a party, do you can hang out with the people you already know or are you the social butterfly introducing yourself to every Tom, Dick, and Harry? Maybe what we need is a mixer where the Spokers and the ALC folks are gently forced to interact! Anyone for a round of Twister?

There is another population of lurkers. These are the folks who think they’re joining a well-rounded recreational cycling club and then slowly find out it may not be the case. These are the mountain bikers or other dirt afficionados; those who like shorter rides; those who like going on real adventures; those who enjoy self-sufficient touring. The list goes on. Many do not realize how one-dimensional our club is. If you like riding moderate distances on the road on a weekend, this might be the club for you. Most recreational cycling clubs aren’t much different than we are. It’s rare for a club to do it all and those that do are usually much larger than we. But is that a cause or an effect? From roughly the late 1980s to the early Aughts we had a small but robust subgroup of mountain bikers. Touring? That used to be a big thing in the club. Now it’s gone replaced by increasingly infrequent “getaway” weekends. Short rides? Don’t have any. Weekday rides? A rarity. So those members continue to lurk because the kind of rides that might pique their interest rarely show up on our ride calendar. Until they get tired of waiting and let their membership lapse.

At this point the club is consigned to losing these folks. We have no rides to offer them and we do not take steps to remediate this. And is there any reason to offer them the rides they like to do? Does that question even make sense given we’re a completely volunteer based club? It’s a classic chicken-and-egg dilemma: having ride leaders who offer those rides leads to more folks who enjoy that type; but to get ride leaders you need to offer the rides.

I get why people lurk. Showing up at a social event where you don’t know anyone can be intimidating. Will they like me? (Will I like them?) Am I hideous? (Are they all trolls?) Will anyone speak to me? (How do I get away from talking to these nerds?) Add bicycling to the mix and you have to deal with, “Can I keep up? Will I get dropped in a flash and left to die on the Sausalito bike path? Am I dressed correctly??” But a modicum of bravery gets you in the proverbial front door and before you know it you’ve become a familiar face and have a group of cycling friends. You warm up and find out what Spokers do with the rest of the lives, enjoy conversing with them, maybe find other common interests. A welcoming first contact can make a huge difference in whether a lurker comes back or never shows their face again at a club ride.

I don’t recall how I felt at my first club meeting even though I recall what I realized later were constant themes in the club: Mike ‘Loudmouth’ Reedy yelling at someone and Jim King and Tom Walther responding in kind; the ride coordinator pleading for people to lead rides next month; the board sitting at the front of the library room enduring playful taunts from the peanut gallery. By the lack of decorum clearly these people were very comfortable with each other! I probably chatted with a couple of folks. But I don’t have a recollection that anyone present made any effort to welcome newcomers.

However I do recall my first ride. It was across the GG Bridge to Marin and there were ten to fifteen riders. Derek Liecty came right up to me and asked, “Is that bike a Teledyne Titan??” Apparently he was the only bike nerd in the crowd and it was my bike that caught his eye. (Aside 5: The Teledyne Titan was one of the first commercial titanium bike frames. Teledyne is a big aerospace company that made titanium tubes for jets and tried to make a commercial bike frame. That effort lasted about two years. I got mine at a fire sale when they were emptying the warehouse, so cheap! That bike was eventually stolen, alas.) I laugh at that encounter now because it’s so Derek and because no one other than he even noticed the rare bike, which shows you where the club was at back then, essentially cycling ‘hicksville’. It definitely wasn’t about the bikes back then! I do recall a few I rode with that day: Matt Algieri, who was also new; Dennis Westler; Derek; and Ron Decamp. I do recall enjoying the ride and I remember talking to Matt Algieri as we rode.

After that I attended rides only occasionally because I was super busy. I could almost never hang out because once a ride was over, I had to attend to other weekend errands or hit the books as I was in graduate school. But the ice was broken and I met other Spokers. One of the nice things I recall was that Spokers hung out even when we weren’t cycling—it was a really social group and although cycling may have been the initial glue that brought folks together, friendships extended beyond mere cycling. Maybe that’s still true today?

So, you lurkers out there there’s no real reason to lurk unless you’re into some weird kind of cycling like unicycling, BMX, enduro, cross-country, trail riding, track, racing, long distance touring, bikepacking, fixies, Bromptons, gravelgrinding, randonneuring. But if you’re into moderate distance road riding, you’re good! We look forward to you making the effort to check us out.

Yesterday we were returning from our “Tour of East Bay gated communities”—that’s from the outside of the security perimeters, not the inside!—when with whom do we unexpectedly cross paths but the Den Daddy. Despite being almost 89 years old Derek is a prolific cyclist and ever peripatetic world traveler (at least until the Pandemic started). For those of you who are too new to Different Spokes to know about whom I speak, I refer you to this blog post.

Running across a friend while riding is nothing to speak of (unless maybe that friend is Madonna/Obama/yo mama). But in this case it truly was remarkable. Undeterred by the threat of the coronavirus Derek had been riding up a storm last spring and summer when some of us, ahem, were instead hiding out. His local cycling adventures came to an abrupt halt when he crashed his bike in the Point Richmond tunnel and broke his hip or pelvis, I forget which. At 87 that can be a devastating injury leading to general incapacitance, disability, and an inevitable decline. Those who know Derek felt that this bump in the road would not keep him off the bike for too long. After all this is a guy who has survived a few bouts with the Big C and once had a horrific mountain bike crash requiring a helicopter evacuation. However after surgery and recuperation physical therapy has proved to be a tough row to hoe. You just don’t bounce back that quickly from injury and forced indolence when your years pile up (as I can personally attest). Getting on the bike with a stiff hip is a big challenge and building up muscle and aerobic strength when you’ve been off the bike and inactive for several months is only for the strong-willed and those with lots of testosterone. For the first time Derek thought about giving up cycling and retreating completely to his other love, very fast cars.

Confronting the decision to stop cycling can hardly be rational even when your body is giving you a grueling time. In Derek’s case it wouldn’t have been a bad call to move on to other less hazardous endeavors given his many interests. Although there is something to be said about dying with your boots on, cf. Joe Shami, I don’t consider it a more noble way to go than say, keeling over on BART from a fatal heart attack.

Just two weeks ago Derek told me he was doubtful he’d be riding again. Then a few days ago I received an email from him with a movie attached—there he was getting off and on his bike and pedaling around his cul-de-sac. Derek’s comment: “Did a couple of miles and it was tough going.” So now running into him cycling a few miles away from his gated community, Rossmoor, was a pleasant surprise. Clearly he’s had moments of doubt but he persevered with his PT program and got to the point where he could go for a real spin albeit a bit shorter than his previous rides. The clincher was when he quizzed us on our bike lights and wanted to know where to get them—I don’t think this is a man giving up cycling!

Have you ever wondered what happened to a Spoker you knew that dropped out of sight? A lot of folks have come through Different Spokes since 1982 and that means we have a lot of former members. What happens to them? I’ve been thinking about this because part of building the new website has been porting over the enormous photo gallery from the old website. We have digital images going back into the early ‘90s but most of them have been since 2004, and I’ve been going through the pictures one by one from 2004 through 2006. Unfortunately the pics on our site gallery had no narrative or names. At the time it hardly seemed necessary since members knew each other, mostly. But years later it’s sometimes a mystery who these people are. I’ve been trying to annotate the images as best I can and that’s gotten me thinking about people who used to be so active in Different Spokes but are no longer members and don’t bother to come on rides. Why is that?

In the early days of the club members disappearing often meant one thing: they were sick with HIV. Like many gay institutions of the ‘70s and ‘80s the club was hit very hard. But that is much less the case now. Obviously people move away and leave the club. The most notable example of that is Bob Krumm, our first president and one of the original members who was instrumental in the club coming into existence. After he helped form the club and get on solid footing he moved away to New York and continues to live there today. But most lapsed members leave the club for other reasons. Some people come to the club looking for a relationship and if they find it, then the club becomes less important to them and they leave; others (probably most!) don’t find a boy/girlfriend and move on to another social venue.

I wonder how many leave for other disparate reasons. Whatever need the club met it no longer was important. A long time ago we had a very active member, Abel, who rode all the time. But then he got into—of all things—Scottish dancing and Highland games that became his first love! He would occasionally ride his red DeRosa but he just found another outlet for his physical expression. Did he “outgrow” the club? Maybe. It was a “stepping” stone for him.

Some move on because the kind of cycling they like changes. If you’ve become enamored with really long rides—brevets and randonneuring—there aren’t many other Spokers who love to ride all day (and night) nor do they offer to lead that kind of ride. You’re most likely to gravitate to SF Randonneurs for that activity. If you’re into fixies and alley cats, you won’t find that in Different Spokes and no racing of any sort either. So maybe you start looking for a racing club.

The former Spokers I wonder about are those who were really avid cyclists and came on so many rides, and then stopped attending. Did they leave cycling? Or, did Different Spokes just lose its appeal and if so, why? Is it that cycling ceased to be important or did Difference Spokes no longer fill the cycling heart they had? In some ways it’s like breaking up with your lover: you move on and other than occasionally passing each other on the street you no longer occupy each other’s attention. Maybe there is some bitterness there and probably many fond memories. Perhaps the “drama” just got tiring and for your sanity you had to break up.

But affections are not abstract—if someone spends a lot of time with us it must be because they enjoy the company and have formed friendships. Sometimes those friendships end up moving outside of Different Spokes—you’ve found your riding buddies, those with whom you ‘click’ (clique?), and you start riding with each other outside of Different Spokes. Soon you realize you don’t need the club anymore. Perhaps it’s partly the transitory nature of Bay Area life: rootlessness and a certain measured disconnection from relationships due to constant job change and moving are more the norm?

What I’ve learned from the Internet is vast and voluminous! It’s great having all that “knowledge” at your fingertips. For example, I recently had to learn how to bleed a Shimano hydraulic disc brake and in seconds there it was, a completely detailed video on YouTube. Problem solved for free! But the most important thing I’ve learned from the Internet is that “free” is not free. Almost everything that you get for “free” is actually paid for by Google selling our eyeballs to advertisers. Without being able to sell your eyeballs, those writers and videographers whom you rely upon for enlightenment or entertainment don’t get paid. The other revenue model is, of course, donation and subscription. Websites such as Wikipedia beg for donations or sites like the Washington Post set up a paid firewall to charge you for partaking of their resources. Given the distinctly small number of websites that rely on the latter and the immense number that use the former, it’s not a difficult to deduce that people hate paying for stuff when they can get it for “free”.

My point is that only in very rare instances does stuff happen without money and support. It all looks like magic: you get your stuff/information/news/etc. and you didn’t have to fork over any cash. The reality is that it is all subsidized one way or another. So it is with Different Spokes. Different Spokes does not sell eyeballs or make any other demand for money. You don’t have to pay to go on club rides. With the ChainLetter moribund there isn’t even a newsletter to charge for. The only dividend for paying money and officially joining the club is access to the club Yahoo! Group, which isn’t going to give Facebook any competition, which is to say it’s nearly moribund as well. But the club is able to keep on rolling because it has income. So there’s no “goody” we can charge you for and withhold if you don’t throw dollars our way.

The bottom line is that we depend on your magnanimity in spirit and wallet. If you have been a member, you must have put money on the table because you felt that Different Spokes was making a difference in your life and you wanted it to stay around. Either that or you just took pity! In the last decade or so this has amounted to about a hundred individuals and families every year. Those paid memberships have supported our club and kept it alive. Of course the number of folks who have come on club rides or social events is larger; but how much so I’m not in a position to say. And some of them may then have realized that the club isn’t really their cup of tea and they decided not to come back.

A few years ago the club switched from a rolling annual membership to a January 1 start: no matter when you join, your annual membership lapses on December 31. That means that every New Year the membership roll zeroes out and we start building up all over again. We currently have 61 paid members for 2017 and 48 who have lapsed and not re-upped yet. Hopefully those latter folks are just procrastinating!

Membership in Different Spokes has always had a fair amount of “churn”, i.e. turnover from year to year. In the long run that is completely understandable: people’s priorities and time commitments change. Someone who loves to cycle finds out that they like paddleboarding even more and lapse; people move away; somebody’s job becomes a huge time suck and/or they find out that having kids is just going to take a little more time out of their day than they realized! But by having a January 1 renewal date there is no longer a meager but steady, trickling stream of dough. So boys and girls, if you’re delaying rejoining, dillydally no more and PayPal your way to Different Spokes joy!

Our biggest expense is probably our website and it’s cheap compared to other clubs’ because of Jerome’s laudable work in cobbling together low-cost software and services and all the hours he’s personally donated. If we had to use a commercial website manager, we’d likely be knee-deep in bills, have to charge more for membership, or just be broke.

But you and I know that the blood of the club is much more than money. It’s also about literally the hundreds of hours a year of volunteered time by club officers and ride leaders. They’re not getting paid either. Not one cent. They’re planning rides, organizing events, attending other community and civic meetings on behalf of the club because they love the club. If they didn’t, they’d be volunteering their hours at one of the dozens of other LGBT social organizations here in the Bay Area. If you’re like most club members or fellow travelers, you just come to depend on the club being there when you’re itching for a group ride. But will it be? If you like riding with Different Spokes, there is never a better time than now to ask how you could be contributing to the club. If you would like to lead a ride, then there several seasoned ride leaders who’d be willing to show you the ropes. If you don’t know whom to ask, email our President Sal or our Vice President David and they would be happy to refer you on to one of us. If you’d like to do something more in the background, there are plenty of ways you can contribute. We have been lacking a ride coordinator and an event coordinator for several years. No one has stepped forward most likely because it seems too daunting. Which is why I’ve been thinking that we might want to try another tack: a ride coordinating team. It doesn’t have to fall on just one person’s shoulders! I’d be willing to work with some other well-intentioned members to try to pull together a more robust and diverse set of rides every month. The same goes for planning more social events and weekend trips. We haven’t had a getaway bike weekend in quite a while. Perhaps what we need is a small group of eager members to share the load instead of relying on just one person.

Will 2017 be the year that you want to make a difference in your favorite bicycle club?

It used to be the case that 75% or more of the Different Spokes membership resided in San Francisco. A quick look at the current membership list shows that has changed; out of 105 members 61, or about 58%, have a SF address. The Peninsula, particularly the South Bay, and the East Bay had just a scattering. Well, that’s no longer the case: there are 21 members on the Peninsula and almost all of them reside in the South Bay (Redwood City and south) including one person in Santa Cruz; there are 16, or 15%, in either Alameda or Contra Costa County. Perhaps it indicates the slow outmigration of LGBT folks to the suburbs, the growth of Silicon Valley, or just the increasing acceptance of LGBT people in general allowing more people to come out who aren’t in liberated zones. Having had two very active members, Chris Thomas (now in Utah) and David Gaus, in the South Bay certainly helped increase membership probably because of their high profile in leading ALC training rides. (I remember years ago when Doug O’Neill, Sharon Lum, and I were beating our heads against the wall trying to drum up LGBT cyclists on the Peninsula. No more it seems.)

A more interesting question is why our membership roll continues to decline during a period when cycling is growing. Some speculate that we’re already in a post-Gay world and this has lessened the need for a ghetto either physical or social. That is, LGBT cyclists are cycling with straight groups rather than with Different Spokes because we’re more accepted and have less need to hang out with other LGBT cyclists. Another argument is that this is an effect of digital technology: our relations are less determined by physically hanging out and more dependent on virtual relationships. I’ve speculated in the past that it’s partly due to the club becoming more narrowly defined as a fast male recreational club and having less relevance to LGBT cyclists of other types (i.e. mountain bikers, women, slower riders, newer riders, any riders with kids, touring cyclists, commuters/transpo cyclists, etc.). Regardless, at least we’re geographically becoming more disparate.

Howard Neckel was one of the original members of Different Spokes when it was founded back in 1982. I recently found out that Howard was no longer a member and wanted to find out why after 32 years he no longer was a part of the club. In his own words here is what he related to me—

It’s been a while since I’ve realized that I’m just not in the kind of shape I was when I was younger. As much as I’d like to ride with other gay cyclists, I just can’t manage to keep up with the ones in DSSF.  A great many of the posted rides are in the 70+ mile category, but even when I try the shorter ones I get dropped. The core group of Spokers are very strong riders, and weaker riders like me get left in the dust. After a few repeats of that scenario, you ask yourself what the point is of participating in a club ride because you’re essentially riding solo after a quick hello at the start. It’s a sad fact of life but I have deal with the fact that I’m 67 now and not the rider I was even ten years ago, and certainly not when I first joined the club. I simply don’t “qualify” for DSSF rides anymore. It’s a shame since they’re right here in town and it’s a gay club—two big pluses. But almost all the club’s rides target the core group of really strong riders. The club doesn’t have a contingent that accommodates older, slower folks like me. That may also hold true when it comes to slower-but-NOT-older riders, for example those new to the sport who might not yet have built up a lot of speed and endurance. As a result I’ve been riding mostly with Western Wheelers. Their club is large enough that the guys who really like to burn rubber plan their own separate rides; those who like to go at a more leisurely pace with social regroups plan theirs. Actually, many rides manage to accommodate multiple skill levels simultaneously by having a slightly earlier start time as well as longer routes for the stronger riders. The multiple routes will often intersect either for lunch midway or for snacks at the end. Personally, I tend to ride with the middle (and sometimes low-middle) skill range and that allows me to talk to folks along the way and at regroups, several of whom I am happy to count as good friends now.

Unfortunately Howard’s experience seems to be shared by quite a few members and participants. Over the years I can’t count the number of times I’ve spoken with cyclists about why they didn’t come back to a Different Spokes ride or rejoin the club and with them expressing the same frustration as Howard’s: they were dropped at the beginning of a ride and ended up riding alone or riding at a faster than comfortable pace to keep up, and otherwise just didn’t get a chance to socialize with other Spokers. In fact you have only to look back to 2012 on this very blog to see the same comments mentioned by others. Those new riders who do keep up perhaps get the kind of social experience we are all looking for and consequently they might come back. They get positively reinforced because they are stronger (or more stubborn) riders. Similarly for women cyclists, they might come on a ride, see that there are very few or no other women, and then not come back. Perhaps given the dearth of dirt rides over the past ten years mountain bikers also eschew coming to Different Spokes. The result is the same: we end up with a club with the same kind of members it already has, i.e. fairly fast, or at least very avid, male road cyclists.

This wasn’t always the case. When Chris LaRussell was President, it was no surprise that having a female leader helped raise the club to near gender equity with about a 40% female membership [I believe this may also have been the case when Cathy Cavey was President in the ‘90s]. There also used to be a very active dirt contingent—why it has faded away is not clear to me. But dirt riding ascended in the early late ‘80s precisely because there was a core, active group of riders including the President at the time, Dennis Westler. It may be lost on the current membership that the original core group of Spokers were touring cyclists, not racers or wannabes. Those early club rides for the most part took place at a friendly pace with just a few animals off the front. However one aspect that has changed over the years is the age distribution. In the ‘80s the club was heavily skewed towards the twenty- and thirty-something cohorts. The number of older cyclists (older than 60) was very small—who remembers Gene Howard or Walter Teague? But those younger riders have aged up and gone grey and like many clubs, cycling or otherwise, the age distribution has shifted upward. Even our current President is a retiree!

Howard is right though: the club’s rides target the faster riders precisely because they have stepped forward to lead more rides. When a free weekend day to ride is a precious commodity, you want to do rides you enjoy and not rides you might do out of a sense of obligation. You can’t fault folks for doing what they want to do; after all, being a club member isn’t like your job (or your family!) where sometimes you just have to do things even if you don’t like it. And being a small club naturally makes it harder to cater to and invite the kind of diversity we’d like to see. The general rule of thumb for volunteer organizations is that ten percent of membership will step forward and do the work. That means of our 130 members about 13 people are club officers, ride leaders, and volunteers who do the work that makes a club run and survive. That’s not a lot of people to cover all the bases, is it?

Yet the quandary is that we’re all the worse for it. The club is supposed to be an umbrella for all LGBT cyclists, not just fast ones. How can it welcome all of us if it offers nothing to the majority of cyclists? The club takes on an increasingly one-dimensional mien that just turns off other riders and drives them away rather than towards us. At some point this becomes a self-replicating process. Think about it: it takes a abnormally committed and perhaps somewhat crazy person to come to the club and say, “Well, this club doesn’t offer what I want, so I’m going to jump in and change it!” Yet that’s what we seem to be saying, i.e. “If you don’t like it, well then roll your own!” A normal person would walk away and keep looking, and that’s exactly what most new riders (and now some old-timers) seem to be doing. Fortunately for Howard he’s found another club where he feels welcome and that seems to have embraced him with open arms. The irony and sadness is that we, a LGBT club, don’t have something to offer the Howards out there. Of course, if you’re happy doing the rides that the club currently offers, the answer is you do nothing because the status quo is perfect in meeting your needs. So nothing changes.

But for those on the margins of the club or even for those of us more actively involved but disturbed by this trend, is there a way out of this quandary? There’s a part of me that thinks that not only does it not have to be this way but that we as a club actually do have a responsibility to change it. I don’t believe that our current state is an inevitable step in the evolution of our club. I ride infrequently with Different Spokes, but I do manage to show up on a few B or C rides every year and even the very infrequent A rides (I mean, other than the ones that Roger and I lead). Occasionally there are new faces that I never see again, and I wonder why. Were they simply “bees” that flit from flower to flower all the time or did they just not have a good time with us and why? We rarely get post-ride verbal feedback from those who *don’t* come back; of course, not coming back is feedback, n’est-ce pas?

I don’t know what the solutions should be. For the Howards out there, their solution is more clear: roll up one’s sleeves and try to change Different Spokes or move on to a club that offers rides that meet your preferences. Unfortunately there aren’t any other LGBT clubs in the Bay Area, so you end up riding with “straight” clubs. It would be lovely if some in the club were just to step forward and say, “Okay, I’ll do it.” But I think that’s not likely to happen given the current lethargy. However if you are a member and want to see things change, it doesn’t hurt to take the initiative to make it so. If you want to see more leisurely paced rides, why not volunteer to lead one? Perhaps those of us who’d like to see more “A” rides on the ride calendar should start talking to each other about planning and co-leading rides. You don’t have to do it alone. It won’t change unless either we do it or we luck out and the Messiah miraculously shows up to lead us. If you’d like to see more diversity in our ride listings, give me a holler, speak out on the blog, or comment on the DSSF Yahoo! group site.