Thursday, July 8, 2010

I'm Proud to be an American "Bike Rider"

This past weekend, we as a country celebrated our independence. I for one, did my share in that celebration and brought my bike along. Or should I say rode my bike along?

It all started Saturday (July 3rd) morning. I awoke in a festive mood and decided to ride over and watch the Historic Hilton Village parade. I rode to a couple nearby stores for supplies and a few tie wraps later, my cargo bike was transformed into a red white and blue, patriotic, pedal powered machine. The only thing missing was an Uncle Sam hat. A shortcoming I intend to rectify next year.I rode down to the parade route, picked a prime spot, sat on the platform of my cargo bike and watched.

On Sunday (July 4th), I mounted lights on our bikes and that night my wife and I rode down to a nearby school along the James River. From that vantage point we were treated to no less that 4 firework displays. One over in Smithfield, one near Jamestown, one near Chesapeake and the closest right there in our hometown of Newport News.
Finally on Monday (the 5th), I rode the bike to the store and picked up a Boston butt.Threw it on the smokerand let it cook slow and steady all day long as I sipped steadily on my dwindling supply of ice cold cold beer.Later in the afternoon I took out the ice cream maker, mounted it on my trusty patriotic steed and my son and I made homemade ice cream.Parades, fireworks, barbecue, beer and homemade ice cream, can it get any better than that? Oh yea, the bike was part and parcel to it all.

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