The fall version of Chi town vintage porn!

There is nothing quite like a vintage bike ride to bring out the porn stars.

Like normal pornography, there are no real rules,

just the need to stimulate saliva and elicit catatonic stares.

At the fall version of the Chicago vintage bike ride, chrome was the new black.

I don't remember seeing so much chromed lugwork at one event.

It seemed to be everywhere in all nationalities.

Of course the leather fetish was 

satiated and well represented.

Nations around the world were represented and

 the lot of us battled a stiff wind to ride the lakeshore trail

 south to Promitory Point where we collected 

and rode back to the Loop and over to our host's

 upscale urban retreat near Wicker 

Park.

  Mark B's refurbished building is a
 quintessential example of gentrification.

  Beautifully decorated with modern African art 

to decorate the greatest post ride feast I have ever seen.  

He had roasted about 15 lbs of beef tenderloin served with a selection of rolls and toppings with an Asian salad and wine and beer and wine and beer along with some homemade pastries.
It was an afternoon to remember and Mark set the bar pretty high for any future hosts.