Whenever I'm in the car and there are bikers on the road in my way it makes me mad. I can't ever figure out why a biker deserves room in the road. I have always thought that a good place for them would be the sidewalk, or the edge of the street where car's aren't driving. The rider and their bike could fit perfectly fine on the side of the road to stay out of my way.
There aren't too many bikers on the roads in Kaysville, their aren't even too many in Utah. Over UEA weekend I had the chance to travel to Portland, Oregon. Let me tell ya, there are lots of bikers there. They were riding everywhere. Portland is a beautiful place. I have never really had interest in riding bikes but while we were there it looked completely fun to me to ride around Portland, over the bridges, by the lakes, through the busy streets.
My dad found a place that we could rent bikes by the hour. So from our hotel we walked about a mile to the bike shop. They have a map of about a 12 miles route you can follow. "12 miles?" I thought to myself "That will take a century." We put on our helmets, got on our bikes and started off the route. My family isn't really in to biking. We don't have the gear, or the certain this or that, we just wanted to ride around town.
My dad had printed off a list of fun things to see or do in Portland and a lot of it was on the route. We went to lunch at a Pub to see the their secret ingredient in there pizza crust was, then to the smallest park. Over one bridge, the next thing I knew I was in Washington State. Just like that we had crossed the border. We went back over another bridge and we were back in Portland.
It was so fun riding around the streets of Portland. I never knew riding a bike could be so fun. Whether it was from, riding to lunch, over bridges, to the NIKE store, or even the Oregon Ducks store. It was a blast! Hopefully after my fun time riding I can be a little more leant to the bikers riding around the little streets of Kaysville.
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