By the way, it is exhausting riding 6 to 7 hours on consecutive days, stopping only to snap pictures, use the bathroom and get a drink. I'm not complaining...as it also happens to be tons of fun and an excellent way to connect with others. Lots of people, mostly men, have stopped me to talk "bike" stuff.
An adorable boy, who looked to be all of ten, stepped from a restaurant and looked at the bike and said, "is that your bike?" I answered. "Sweet," he responded. I thanked him and told him I thought so too. He continued to eye the bike, and said, "real sweet" as he walked away nodding his head at the bike.
A mother and her three little girls were unloading their stuff for a day at the beach. The mother said, "girls see the lady on the cool bike." One of the girls, who looked to be about seven said, "she's got really cool hair."
A father brought over his three-year old daugher to look at the bike. Mom stayed in the back ground while the dad yelled back the answers to the questions he asked me, where are you from, where are you going, is that a 600cc, etc. Finally, he asked his daughter if she wanted to ride a bike like mine. The little girl said, "yes." Then she asked me, "are you going to ride that?" I told her I would soon as I determined where I was going. At that, she giggled hard. The father asked his wife, ..."Isn't this *the* way to travel? Mom look unimpressed. He said he has a bike. The wife was walking over and heard him. She said, "All I do with the bike is push it out of my way...It's always in my way." Somehow I don't think she'll be traveling on a motorcycle.
My count today was 12 men, one woman and three little girls making connections via the bike.
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