Last week I rode my bike in the morning on the Portland Springwater Corridor – a trail that goes along the Willamette River between the Tillicum bridge and the Sellwood bridge and then turns inland. In the morning this trail is used by a good number of commuters, headed into Portland for their day’s business. This is reflected in their riding – focused and steady. While there is no formal trail etiquette – people are courteous especially since the bicyclists are sharing the trail with runners and walkers at the same time. So, it is common to call ahead before passing another person, to wait for oncoming bicyclists before passing, and to alert people if something lies on the trail or if you see an issue with their respective bikes, like a bag about to slip off. That day an oncoming bicyclist shortly before passing me raised his arm up and pointed to the left and shouted something. He clearly noticed that my reaction was not directed towards what he was pointing out – because I was looking at him and at the trail to see if there was an issue. And so, he shouted again: “There is a rainbow”. This time I heard him and looked towards where his hand was pointing. By that time, he was riding past me but there it was – a nice rainbow over the West Hills of Portland on the other side of the Willamette. It was beautiful and like a bright light at the beginning of the day. It put a smile on my face, and I shouted after him “Thank you” – although I am not sure he could hear me, but he had seen my head turning in the right direction right when we crossed each other.