
(Photo courtesy of BikePortland)
Ladies: What’s the last social function you attended in which a muu-muu, a skin suit, and a fluffy red ball gown were all appropriate attire? If you are taking longer than a second to answer this question, you weren’t at the Fourth Annual S.S. Pussycat all women’s alleycat race.
The S.S. Pussycat is not the typical allyecat race - that stale formula of bros, beer, and balls to the wall bravado. Nope. This is a race in which all types of fun loving, two-wheelin’ women can fiercely compete in the category of their choice: spirit or speed.
This year’s race was organized by last year’s champ Bethany and the amazing Tori. The theme of the race was Portland Fountains taking us all around town; spirit racers competing in challenges including boat races, fountain Twister, rescuing baby dolls adrift in the water, and the soulful rendition of sea shanties (graded on style). This year, I did the speed category which included the same checkpoints (sans shenanigans), but included a brutal hill climb to Council Crest.
Highlights included:
- Two Tandem Teams.
- The pre-race revelation “I really should have a tutu on standby for this kind of thing.”
- Asking for directions in Spanish at the (almost) top of Council Crest.
- Security guards kicking hapless racers out of the mall (for the authentic messenger experience).
- Swapping stories and drinking beer with the ladies after the race.
- Kind of, um, winning the race.
(Photo on loan from the Rachel Red Riding Hood Center for the Arts)
The Big Winner gets two special things: custody of the S.S. Pussycat trophy (which I have been tasked with welding back together) and the job of organizing next year’s race. So rest up, take your vitamins, and start getting pumped for next year!

Sweet!
Congratulations. Looks like a blast!
Wow! You didn’t tell me you won. That is so awesome! Now you have a bitchin’ trophy, and I get one more year to practice getting to the top of Council Crest (and staying on my bike in the process).
I’ll bake you some delicious cupcakes if you slip me a copy of next year’s manifest…
=P
Dah-link:
Just as you do not “sort of” build bikes, you do not “sort of” win a bike race.
You implode the field with the correct mix of strength, style and panache.
As long as you include a “spirit” category again, I’ll be back next year, old lady bike and all. Congrats –BH