In the middle of downtown Montpelier, right on the Winooski River and only a stone’s throw from the State House, is a strange 9’ by 26’ bump jutting from the bike path. It’s an empty, flat, unremarkable piece of pavement and fence that thousands of eyes scan over every day. Hundreds of legs walk and ride past. There’s nothing to see, and nothing there. But in a few weeks, there will be.