All throughout the recent clear, calm weather, we’ve discussed getting our bikes out to the road and riding to town. Typically, we finally got around to it on the one day it rained.
We would ride our bikes more often, but we store them at the end of our property nearest the road. That means they sit under a tarp in the middle of the forest, where they miraculously survive the winters without being crushed by falling trees, or rusting to pieces. We have to push and carry them about a half mile down the trail to the beach, then, in order to keep them out of the salty water and grit, we carry them across the bay. Keeping them handy for travel means finding a place to stash them on the edge of the mud flats, trusting that no one will walk off with them or damage them. It’s not extremely difficult, it’s just far easier to find excuses not to. But, with local gas prices slightly below $5/gallon, it was high time we made the effort.
Saturday we finally did it. We saw rain developing as we left the homestead, but decided to at least get the bikes to the road, then take it from there. After we made it that far, we decided to go for it. Continue reading

