…I can do this now.
Low on gasoline and (after a rather expensive trip to a dog shelter and a Petco a week ago) utterly out of money, it was nice to still have the means to ride to town on this lovely Sunday to pick up a needed package I had been told was waiting in a lockbox in town.
When I first got the bike I had serious doubts about its ability to ride all the way to town and back on one charge, and early experiments seemed to justify those doubts. But after I learned how to manage power use, it turned out that the bike can do it perfectly easily even with all the hills and rolling resistance. And it’s a pleasant way to kill a couple of sunny hours. I’ve had my Vitamin D for the day, Dr. Fauci.
And it never fails: Every Single Time I ride to town, somebody wants to ask where I got that impressive-looking ebike and is it really as useful as it seems like it ought to be? This morning I was almost out of pavement when a man shouted a question at me from across the street. I pulled over, he crossed the street and we had a rather lengthy conversation about the thing. I think of ebikes as sort of a hipster thing but these are always aging-to-old full adults, not a hint of mustache wax in sight, in a very rural desert town, admiring my huge-frame, fat-tire, very dusty contraption.