So, I swear this is something I have never done before. I was taking a short ride after work on Tuesday when I happened upon a touring cyclist lost in what we call the "bottoms," among farms and ranches on the coast. Rather than try and explain how to get into town, I decided to ride with him and show him the way. I explained that we really don't have any motels in Arcata, except for a rather pricey old hotel, and, taking pity on him, I told him he was welcome to camp in my yard. It turns out that he is from England, and came over to pick up the bike in Eugene, and then to tour down the coast to San Fran. I think he underestimated the difficulty of the hills a bit, and he also had a bit of an accident with the new bike and trailer, etc., and my very latent maternal instinct must have kicked in--I am probably old enough to be his mother. I fed him, we watched the Dylan documentary, and actually had a good time. He left yesterday for SF.
I have to admit, I was rather taken with his MAGENTA Bike Friday, and told him I woudl have to post his picture to this list, because a man confident enough to ride a pink bike would surely be appreciated by all of us!
The bicycle is the most civilized conveyance known to man. Other forms of transport grow daily more nightmarish. Only the bicycle remains pure in heart. ~Iris Murdoch, The Red and the Green