As of 3 p.m. December 1, Denver's favorite faction of pedal-powered radicals, theDerailer Bicycle Collective
, will be back on a roll at its new location, 411 Lipan Street.
Earlier this year, as reported here, city zoning officials put the brakes on the non-profit bike shop, which since 2003 had been operating out of a garage behind a house in the La Alma/Lincoln Park neighborhood.
The collective might have been easy to dismiss as an insular crew of car-hating anarchists if their free services weren't so wildly popular among poorer residents -- for whom biking is not an alternative, but a necessity. In any given week, hundreds of Denverites would visit the makeshift shop to get their bikes fixed or build a new one, with the action often spilling into the narrow alley.
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But that won't be a problem at the new spot, a 1000 square-foot space (with and additional 1000 square feet outside) inside a Baker neighborhood warehouse. The property owner, Dave Nester, is leasing to Derailer at a discounted rate of $250 a month for rent and utilities.
The anti-profit provocateurs have received donations from a variety of supporters. "We've gotten so many random people just giving us donations of $50 or $100," says collective member Sarah Bardwell. "It's amazing."
The local bike messenger community got behind Derailer, too, organizing the recent Denver Film Cycle as a fundraier for the group. (The fest included a trailer of a documentary on the collective slated for release next summer.) Bardwell hopes that such grassroots efforts will help sustain the bike shop through many future tune-ups in its new digs.
Because when your motto is "Every car a murder, every bike a love affair," it's not easy to move thousands of pounds of bike parts and frames. "We did it all by bike," Bardwell says, and laughs. —Jared Jacang Maher