At a recent Omelette margarita drinking session at Denver’s newest hot spot (otherwise known as Wahoo’s Fish Taco (more on that later!)) Mama and I were discussing a tricycle cruiser bike I had seen someone riding and we decided we must purchase some and furthermore, we must start a Tricycle Gang.
The tricycle bike not only looks cool but we feel that, as people who are not so hot at riding bikes, we will be safer. Safety is of utmost importance to someone like me who, at the tender age of 13, flipped OVER her bike handlebars and slid down a gravel road on her face, leading her classmates to call her Scarface for much of the 6th grade and breaking 4 bones in the process. That experience pretty much ended my bike riding days until a few years ago when a friend gave me his vintage Schwinn cruiser when he moved out of the country. I decided I would take it to work one day, feeling confident that nothing bad could happen since I worked only a mile away from home and the route was all side roads.
I WAS VERY WRONG!!! I actually spilled off my bike and onto a grassy front lawn while trying to avoid a parked truck. Yep. That’s right. A G.D. parked truck!! Turns out I’m still not so great at turning corners.
Now. I realize this may not be the most rousing advertisement to join our bike gang. Let me assure you, there will never be a dull moment. May our helmets be sturdy and our rear bike baskets be full of boxes of wine!!