The Netheregions (Part 3): Transportation of the Future

There's this new form of transportation out there, and it's rapidly becoming THE way to travel.  It's called the bicycle. You may have heard of it, but really, you MUST try it.

Some of you may be familiar with the late 80's/ early 90's version of the "bike ride."  The one where you had to wear the huge and uncomfortable helmet and pads before your parents deemed you fully protected.  In this same version you may have also been forced to participate in hundred mile rides across the salt marshes every Saturday morning at the crack of dawn.  Also you may have inexplicably had SUPER ITCHY hands the whole time.  I'm not talking about that version.

I'm also not talking about Bike 2.0.  The version that came out around the same time all your friends got cars, but you hadn't saved up the money yet.  In this version, biking was a forced means of transportation to many necessary places (school, your super cool job, and the mall).  This version came with frizzy wind-blown hair, a grease mark on your jeans, and a lingering smell of sweat where ever you went. 

The latest version of biking has worked out all the kinks of the previous models, and has quickly become my FAVOURITE way to spend a day. In case you're considering trying it out yourself, I've provided a list of updated features:

Biking is no longer solely for the dorky and poor.  It's now for the eco-conscious and active lifestyle, both of which are so trendy right now.

Replace "heading to the mall" with the lovely scenery of Den Haag, Catalina, or anywhere else awesome, and suddenly the journey is more important than the destination.  

Notice the backpack.  Bryan's got the goods.

 Replace obnoxious protective gear with a backpack (or better yet, a basket) filled with cheese, salami, bread, chocolate and a bottle of wine. (Or maybe DON'T ditch the protective gear. I'm not actually condoning reckless behavior, I'm just a little better at not falling now.)



When you're feeling winded, stop for a picnic. 




















Or better yet, hop on a bicycle built for two with someone stronger than you.

From our honeymoon in Catalina.  I don't know why Alan was so grumbley and exhausted.  I had a lovely time.