The trip is scheduled for this weekend and there’s been a major, heart-breaking knick in the paint job of my beautiful plan. Is it the strep throat my older son got diagnosed with last night? No. It’s much worse than that; in fact, it’s so bad, I’m liable to be kicked off this List. And it’s all because I was trying to accommodate (read: manipulate) the yahoos.
I have decided we’re going to do that Marvin Braude path (also called The Strand). It is flat and 20 miles long, and it goes through several beaches/beach towns - what could be better? The problem is that my husband would never ride 20 miles, flat land or not. I’m one step ahead of him, so I offered him an e-bike, which is a diet-motorcycle (like a motorcycle, but without the guilt!), which is the stuff his dreams are made of. There’s a rental place near the beginning of The Strand, and for the nominal fee of $24, he can have the diet motorcycle for the entire day. Sold. He’s all in. Then he notices they have rentals for children. “Hey, L!” he called to my younger son. “Do you want an e-bike?! It’s like a motorcycle!” Well. I had noticed this too, and had thought it may make sense for my younger son. He’s only 10, and he doesn’t have the luxurious Rivendell ride like the other 3 of us. But if you get one for one son, you are going to have to offer it to the other. And this is the crisis which I am now having. I had imagined lovely, beach-front photos with our fleet of Rivendells, lugged and lovely, doing exactly what they were created to do, and in their homeland. I had hoped that we might run into other folks on Rivendells, maybe even some of you, and we could meet in real life and it would be so grand. Instead, we may be pictured with one lovely Rivendell among the warts that are the e-bikes. I can’t put those pictures on this List! I don’t want them on next year’s family calendar! So, I am essentially a hostage to the e-bikes. The yahoos will go along with 40 miles of bike riding if they can do it with a motor. Do I want to have a good ride or do I want to have the Rivendell bike experience? YES. So, you see how I’m stuck. My older son, the Clem Rider, says we are taking his Clem. He does truly love his bike. But I have a feeling when his dad and brother are zipping around all effortless with Cheshire cat grins, he will go over to the dark and electrified side. Why are they like this?!? Leah -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "RBW Owners Bunch" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to rbw-owners-bunch+unsubscr...@googlegroups.com. To post to this group, send email to rbw-owners-bunch@googlegroups.com. Visit this group at https://groups.google.com/group/rbw-owners-bunch. For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout.
