I have officially joined the beach cruiser ownership club. Okay, so there’s not really a club (that I know of anyway). But I did, in fact, buy my first beach cruiser bike and … I love it! It was a purchase based solely on the look and appeal of the bike – the nostalgia. It brings back childhood vibes and memories of hours of bike riding with the neighborhood kids.
You know what else I’m reminded of? Riding a bike as a child was a ton more fun and a lot less exercise than at this age. hahaha Me: “Aw man, I just realized we still have to ride back.” Ah but it’s still fun even as a “big kid”.
I know they say that one never forgets how to ride a bike. And while that may be true of the “how-to” part … the balance part of the equation is never mentioned. I may remember how to operate a bicycle but over the years, I’ve lost the skill of balancing one. (No, I didn’t fall. However, I now have an understanding and new respect for the necessity of the ol’ bike helmet. Possibly also knee pads … elbow pads … full body armor perhaps)
That aside, it was a B-E-A-utiful day for beach cruisin’ this past Monday. My honey and I packed up the bikes in his jeep (top off … the jeep I mean) and drove over to Monterey. Sunny, warm, gorgeous Monterey Bay.
We made it from just before the wharf over to Lover’s Point Park. Took in the sights and sounds. Sat in the shade of a Eucalyptus. People watched. He proposed. I said yes. Rode back to the wharf and had lunch … screeeeeech – wait … what? We people watched. No, after that. We had lunch? No, before that. Ohhhh – yeah … we’re gettin’ hitched. hahaha
Needless to say, it was a great 3-day, Valentine’s weekend. Lovely flowers, yummy dinner, perfect weather to take out the beach cruiser, cherished time spent with the love of my life/best friend, and … diamonds. What more could I ask for?