A little snow didn't stop the Easter bunny from laying dozens of eggs all over City Park Sunday for the annual egg hunt hosted by the Suns of Darkness, Denver's oldest black motorcyle club.
"Do they all have to wear black?" one young egg hunter asked of all the leather-clad bikers around.
About 300 people braved the cold weather and stormed the park in hunt of the hidden eggs. Some were marked with $$, and the kids lucky enough to find those got cash money in exchange for the eggs, which were promptly eaten by the bikers. Other eggs were stuffed with toys and candy, or just plain old, painted, hard-boiled eggs.
There was food on hand and any homeless person in the area ate for free. As did all the children, who each went home with at least a week's worth of hard-boiled eggs.
The Suns of Darkness still have several original members, now well into their fifties and sixties. Their Easter Sunday egg hunt has been a Denver tradition has been on for more than thirty years. And as Denver's second and third generation of black bikers -- several of whom once hunted the eggs themselves -- take the ranks, they plan to keep the tradition going long after the final Sun has set. -- Luke Turf
