An essential piece of gear for our bikes is the rear view mirror to help us keep track of cars and for ourselves, helmets. Both are available in local hardware stores in Marsh Harbour, as are the bikes and the baskets.
Recently, we started to ride on the major highway and Sunday morning is an exceptionally good time to ride. There are very few cars on the road. Traffic looks like this.
|Liz, Marge, Jimmy, Merle, Mary and Melanie|
Today was the day for our thirty mile trip. Three of us took off this morning at 8 am for the big ride. Our husbands photographed us at the starting point. It was a surprisingly cool morning and we headed out actually wearing light jackets and sweatshirts, which is unusual. We more typically wear shorts and a t-shirt.
|Merle, Lavonda and me.|
One of our bikers, Merle, was wearing a special helmet that her husband Pete had prepared for her. She was concerned she might not be up to making the whole trip. Pete duct taped a special hat on the front of her helmet saying, "Sandy Point or Bust".
We took off down the road from the Esplanade and made the 10 miles to Schooner Bay in less than one hour, which pleased us to no end. We were riding fine. We stopped at the sign to celebrate and take some photos.
We soon realized it was time to get serious and get back on those bikes until we hit the 20 mile mark, our next stopping point at the turn off to Hole-in-the Wall. The next part of the trip was particularly beautiful, because we were headed through Crossing Rocks, an area where the island is least wide. Birds and butterflies are everywhere, and the marsh is very pretty.
From there we actually took a little hill before it leveled out and we quietly cycled our way through the Abaco National Forest. I never tire of looking at the wide variety of palms and trees on either side of the road.,
There were several miles where we cycled through an area where there was a forest fire, just a few days ago. In parts, some logs were still smoking. Luckily it just rained and the fire is essentially out..
In what seemed like a relatively short period of time, one hour, we made it to the 20 mile mark where we stopped long enough to peel an orange and eat a banana, then get back on our bikes and head on down the road for the 30 mile mark..
|After the fire|
Before we knew what happened, we were at the 27 mile mark, just outside of Sandy Point, where we were met by our husbands and some friends who cheered us over the line. We stopped for some photos then headed on into Sandy Point to the beach.
At that point, we hit the wind head on and really had to push to make it the last few miles. If we were going to be punished by weather, that was a reasonable time to have it happen. We were already over the finish line and headed to our stopping point.