My wife and I were on our way home from Manhattan in a taxi. As we headed south on the West Side Highway, a group of 15 or so adolescent boys on bicycles swarmed our cab and its neighboring vehicles.
Though they posed no specific threat, their efforts were aggressive and their riding flamboyant: wheelies, hops, weaves in and out of traffic, up onto the bike paths and back onto the street. At some point a few of them made to grab hold of car doors or mirrors to hitch a ride 1. I was photographing the group as much as possible but between their agility and the limited view from the backseat of our taxi, I didn’t seem to be having much luck.
And then suddenly, this boy appeared, swooping in from our left, reaching out to grab my door but missing, surprised, by the look of things, to see my camera right there in the window.
Is skeeching a regional term for this sort of thing? In the 70s and 80s in western New York, this was primarily a winter activity in which the skeecher would hang onto an unsuspecting bumper and be pulled along the snowy/icy/slushy street in the mode of waterskiing.↩