Anyone who has ever been at a Pride parade or a Dyke March with me knows this: The Dykes on Bikes® kickoff makes me cry. I get all choked up with pride and affection like I did back in the days when Kid played in a marching band. There’s just something about this big, strong, shiny, noisy representation of my people that sends me.
Here’s some history about Dykes on Bikes®, which — Yes, Virgina — is a registered trademark.
Grab your Kleenex®, here’s the opening of the 2013 SF Pride Parade: