So have you ever seen those mammoth Baordwalk bikes that resemble a Ford Model A and weigh nearly as much also? My daughter got all jumpy when we walked passed the rental place at Disney's Boadwalk. What the hell we had some time to kill and money to burn.
After some short instruction on the use of this Model A/Bicycle Hybrid we set out on the .5 mile loop. Shortly after we begin we hear the giggles and chants of "come on, go, go." It's another hybrid, but a bigger four passenger one. It is piloted by 3 younger folks and a grandma. They pass us frantically pushing the pedals and breathing the same way. Abbie and I just look at each other and giggle then tell my daughter to pull the string and ring the 18th century-ish dinner bell that mounts to the front of the roof and just above the kiddy seat where the kids have a hood ornament view of the trip.
We approach the first "climb" up the ferry bridge and the 4 person "team" of Nana's grand kids is fading quickly as we reach the peak. "Ring the bell, Jossi!" I say as we pass them like they were standing still and they stare at us wondering how 2 people can make it easier than 4.
On the back stretch we continue to pull away at an easy pace. We still hear them chanting 'come on, come on' and Jossi is still ringing the bell.
Lap 2 we pick up two more "teams." One is a group of 3 high school boys who look to be in decent shape and they are accompanied by the other team of 4 teenie bopper, short shorts and flip flop wearing girls. They see us coming and immediatley push harder than they were trying to outrace each other. Here comes the bridge climb again. The girls slow almost immediately to a snails pace up the hill, but the boys seem to be holding there own until they nearly lose control on the downhill, becuase they forgot the brake was disguised as a column shifter mounted next to the steering wheel. Dead giveaway that they were barely 16 and surely not able to drive yet nor follow directions on how to operate the brake everyone gets at the rental shop. Abbie and I laugh as the boys apply the Fred Flinstone brakes and we coast on bye. "Ring the bell, Jossi!"
On the first lap Abbie and I notice a hidden access road. On this lap we decide to go "out of bounds" and lengthen our ride. 200 feet down the road we encounter a guy emptying dumpsters. He jumps out of his truck and kindly asks us to return to the Boardwalk loop. Abbie and I look at each other and giggle, because this is the first time in a long time we "broke the rules" for fun!
Lap 3 Nana and the grandkids are no where to be seen, but one of the teenie bopper girls is sticking her head over the railing and vomiting into the water with the boyfriend holding her hand. Their teams are pulled over a short distance ahead. Abbie inquisitively yells "is she motion sick?" The reply is "No, just overheated" :sick:
Ring the bell, Jossi! They just couldn't hang with us!