Getting back in the saddle

I’m very lucky to live in an area that has a bike path running right through it. My partner and I spent many hours biking 40km or so to a lake that we sometimes drive to to feed the ducks and just relax. On this particular day there was a kid racing around the grass on their motorbike; you’ve got to love the sounds of nature. There were also a bunch of old timers with their old fashioned cars parked anywhere but the parking lot. The rule in Australia is that you can only drive your old cars during the weekends, so we usually see them on the warm days. Nonetheless, it was a bit odd to see them parked up on the grassy hill and driving around the nature reserve, especially since the car parking lot was within 30 meters. Continue reading