We saw this couch cruising around the Faire all day, but nobody offered us a lift…
This is an old replica of an even older vehicle considered to be the first motorcycle. We had seen it basking in a tent earlier, but found it quite a treat to see in operation, which none of us expected.
We had great fun at the powerwheels racing. Here you can see this driving boom box. I don’t know how well it did in the standings, but everyone seemed to love it blasting Rick Astley into the crowed. Later, on the second day, you could catch it zipping around the Faire at large, bringing music to those who stuck it out to the burning end.
Spectators could vote on the Moxie Board for their favorite racers.
We stayed for most of the drag racing. The racers exercised a lot of creativity, and produced many different styles and looks, with widely varying results. Even within the “slow” and “fast” classes it seemed quite common for one racer to leave the other in the dust.
These multi-user bikes spent most of the first day behind the fence, though later on we saw some folks out enjoying them. The tall mast on the large one (on the left) connected to a propane tank and could put forth a tower of flame above the rider’s heads. The steering mechanism looked a bit iffy, I wish I’d paid more attention later when we saw it out and about.
They appeared to be constructed of bikes, but very well put together, not a hackish mess at all.
This group of bike modders, operating a fine-looking grill, is loosely tied to Mt. Elliott.
An engineering student brought this solar cart his team designed, and let us take it for a spin. In full sun, with 180 Watts of energy available, it could go (albeit slowly) indefinitely. The shade from the panels was nice, too.
I saw a few of these large things going around, but could never find out where I could go to arrange a ride in one.
You could find this cupcake driving around all weekend.
When it wasn’t driving around, you might get a chance to see inside.