That, however, pales in comparison to my Independence Day Ride! I've ridden 15 miles on occasion. I usually prefer about 9 to 11 miles, but we wanted to have a "Family Activity." We packed up the saddle bags with Gatorade and frozen water bottles, added a few granola bars, and spare bike tubes and off we pedaled!
|My biking companions?|
Homedale was quiet, as was the countryside meandering northwest towards Adrian. At least it was quiet until the guy with the pickup and stock trailer came barreling down a hill towards a corner. Same corner at which I would meet him! It was him or the gravel! I chose the gravel and the gravel won!
Maybe he thought he owned the road and I had no right to share it. Maybe ... he thought if he slowed down to see if I was alive I would memorize his license plate and complain to the authorities!
Alas, my handlebar wrap is shredded, my chain came off and I had to repair it, and I have a nice case of road rash to brag about!
I think I qualify as a real biker gal now!