We were time crunched and couldn’t make the start of the movies we wanted to see. We looked for something to do, but couldn’t find anything that appealed to us.
Instead we decided to let the bike ride be our entertainment for the night. We knew our destination — Fourth Avenue for coffee and pie— but it was the route we left of to chance.
We took a long circuitous route winding through neighborhoods and enjoyed the conversation and the surroundings.
It’s been so long since I’ve had a pressure free bike ride. Generally there is pressure to get to work on time. Pressure to get home in two hours. Pressure to squeeze a ride in at all. Pressure to get more miles in because who knows when I’ll get to ride again.
A ride without time limits, a ride without the everyday pressures, was better than any movie or concert would have been.
We eventually made our way to Fourth Avenue to discover it was closed to cars because of the Street Fair. What a treat.
Rides like that are a good reminder about the pure joy a bicycle can provide.