We ride the Fern Ridge Trail from N Terry to 15th and Jefferson, through downtown to my wife’s work. Then I continue on up by Autzen Stadium.
It’s hit or miss, must be the quality of meth out that night. Some mornings there’s nothing, maybe a few people passed out in the grass. Some mornings it’s like the walking dead, Thursday was one of those days. Those days are uncomfortable. I’ve seen the park ambassadors out once, middle of the wetlands at 6:30am. Not a soul in sight except for my wife and I.
Riding home has always been fine, but we’ve never been out past 7 or so. From what I’ve heard, her (rare) solo rides range from dirty comments to actually scary.
We wouldn't be here here if it wasn’t for work, there are small groups of genuinely cool people, but so so much wrong. A not big enough city either past it’s prime, or no where near it’s potential