Cruisin’ Along

We live in the middle of nowhere.  In fact, if you Google Earth us nothing pops up.  They can’t seem to locate the address.  What you will see is acre after acre of corn, soy, wheat, and trees.   There are plenty of roads between these fields leading to scattered houses.  Some are 2 lanes and paved, some are a lane and a half and paved, some are a lane and gravel.   Such are the conditions in which we choose to live.

I never minded this before June.  In June we started the Riot for Austerity/90% Reduction Challenge.  In June, as a consequence, HM and I pulled out our Huffy Cruisers.  We had ridden a bit (by a bit, I mean 2 miles at a time) last summer and some this spring.  We determined, however, to build up to a ride to town.  The nearest town is 5 miles (each way) and has a quick-stop,  library, hardware store, lumber yard, bank, pizza shop, and post office.

So we have been pedaling and pedaling and finding the pedaling to be addictive.  I can’t wait each morning for our ride.  HM is rapidly accumulating hours for her high school PE credit.  We ride these lovely blue cruisers with nice detachable baskets and our helmets.

The trip to town is no longer challenging so beginning next week we will be visiting the library, the bank, the post office, and the pizza shop each week.    (Umm . . . can I count the pizza as local?  Probably not.  The only thing local about it is the location!).

We have picked out several regular rides.  Depending on our mood we can go on a 9 mile loop, the 10 miles to town trip, 12.5 miles, 15 miles, and 18 miles.  We just picked out a 24 mile trip and I can’t wait for the weekend to give it a try.  If you haven’t heard from me by Sunday, you might want to come looking.  I’ll be the short lady, on a cruiser, dying somewhere beside the road.

Kim