Laziness is like a mutant disease feeding off itself, the more you feed it the stronger it gets. I’ll never understand why people pay money for a gym membership, a few sit ups and push-ups are all you need for strength training and a good run or bike ride will get you heart pumping and strong.
When I lived in Tahoe my favorite trail head was 18 miles away. I would jump on my trusty steel single speed and do the long slow push up to 8500′ of elevation, by the time I got to the trail I was warmed up and ready for the real climbing to begin. The trail ended at the top of the Mt Rose Hwy and from there it was down hill all the way home. Cars have made us so lazy we cant even exercise without getting in the car first. You see it all the time people driving in endless circles around a parking lot looking for the closest spot to park rather than just park a few blocks away and have a nice stroll to wherever you happen to have decided to go. I remember one thanksgiving when I rode up to my local co-op on my little folding bike. I saw a friend jammed in the bumper to bumper circle parade of stressed out people looking for a spot in the impossibly tiny lot. I locked my bike to a tree, did all my shopping and took my time enjoying all the wonderful samples and a free cup of coffee, walked outside clipped my panniers to my bike and there she was still going in circles. The funniest part is that she lives less than a mile from the co-op, she could have had a nice evening stroll and met some of her neighbors along the way.
I don’t know what it is about riding a bike but its impossible to do without a smile on your face. Every time I get on a bike I feel like a kid again, splashing through puddles and playing follow the leader through the streets and back alleys exploring the smaller parts of this amazing town. One small head light and the nights are even more fun. We have been talking about doing some bike touring around the islands before the tourists show up.
Serena bough me this 30 old beater, I have named her Sookie and she rides like an absolute dream. Her frame is old and rusty but made out of Cromoly steel with a beautifully lugged frame made in Japan.
I love old steel bikes, If I had a wall I would hang Sookie there like a piece of usable art. I spend the whole day yesterday cleaning and tuning her and she is ready for another 30 years of trusty service.
Everyone came out to see our childish antics and watch us play, Serena’s mom mentioned that there might be some old bikes in the barn attic, we went running to the barn and there we found an absolute treasure a brand new 20 year old Centurion touring bike that was her exact size.
Spring is in the air, get out and stay out.
It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them. Thus you remember them as they actually are, while in a motor car only a high hill impresses you, and you have no such accurate remembrance of country you have driven through as you gain by riding a bicycle. ~ Ernest Hemingway