We live in an old neighborhood, so, when just a block from us, a new sidewalk is being laid, it’s big news. Even bigger is the news that the sidewalk actually turns into a sort of greenbelt, blazing a trail along the creek through the woods.
We set out today to make our first official bike trek down the trail. We knew that it would be a long, cold ride, but I remembered a coffee house about halfway on the loop down the trail and back around side streets to our home. So, I thought with a little hot chocolate pit stop, we should be able to make it.
This idea actually held a deep satisfaction for me, because I would very much like it if we could ride our bikes more places. We just don’t live in the kind of community where you can forgo a car altogether, and just get by on pedal power.
Japan comes to mind (as it often does).
I could have taken hundreds of photos of long stretches of bikes, just like this one. With gas at about $6 a gallon, and parking ridiculously expensive and difficult, bike riding seems to be the preferred method of transportation. There, every bike has a basket, many have seats for children on the back, and some even have seats for children on the back AND the front. * (edited to add a footnote about the masks people wear in Japan – see bottom)
So, off we went, feeling full of adventure and proud that we had an actual place to GO on our bikes. It didn’t take long though, for the tales of woe concerning frozen fingers and cheeks to begin.
We braved on, and reached our destination only seconds before we faced certain death by way of hypothermia (that can happen at 48 degrees, right? :-). We arrived at the coffee house…. the very closed, and in fact OUT OF BUSINESS coffee house.
It took all that I had to rally the troops. We pedaled on and finally made it to our gym, which has a cafe, and thankfully, hot chocolate. Make it a tall, and throw in a raspberry fudge brownie for the arctic explorers, please. (Why do they have things like that at the gym?)
Note how all ten of his little digits are soaking in the warmth of that drink!
The boys thawed, and managed to make the trek home again. You should have heard their tales for Daddy though. I think they might have even conjured up a polar bear for effect.
Hope you are staying warm today!
* About those surgical masks that you see Japanese people wearing in a lot of my photos… It’s actually really cool. People wear them there if they have allergies, to keep out the pollen, or if they have a cold, to spare others, or if they have something big coming up (an exam, or vacation, say) and don’t want to risk getting sick. I saw TONS of people with them, even little kids. I think it’s such a nice idea, keeping your germs to yourself.