Pimpin' My Ride

Two weeks ago, we took our bikes to Berkeley Hills. Annelien's book 'Biking in California' promised an ‘easy to moderate’ ride (the author gave it a 2 on a scale of 5, a ride for whimps in other words). After an hour, we took our first break on a hilltop. The view was amazing, we could see the Bay and the Golden Gate Bridge covered in a mysterious fog and then again uncovered. We couldn't wait to continue our trip along the Wildcat Canyon Trial. The name alone sounded so unbelievably promising. We marveled about the author of ‘Biking in California’. What an exceptional person, that she had discovered this incredible trail. After 2 hours and many uphill battles, we still liked the writer, but began to question her judgment. After 3 hours and numerous awfully steep hills (we were afraid to ride off the hills, so you can imagine how steep they were), we started to hate the author of the book. What a bitch! How inaccurate was her stupid guide! Jeez. And one more hour later, we knew it for sure, that crazy woman had written a guide for Lance Armstrong and her difficulty assessment was meant for folks who are selected for the Olympic Team. Ugh!

That's when I decided that I needed to pimp my ride!

As you can see, my bike is now proudly sporting a new bell and rearview mirror – the new chic in San Francisco.

Annelien was even more thorough. She decided just some extra grooming was not good enough. She got herself a whole new bike. According to her, it’s the best in the world.