Thanks for this, Rual -- you're such a good source for the vids!
The opening moment called to mind a conversation I had some months back: I was visiting a friend who's shut in with a serious case of Parkinsons. He's in his mid-late 70's, and not long ago was very active. (He was a keen motorcyclist, rebuilding Indian V-twins.) I was leaving his flat, a bit subdued, and stepped into the lift with my cycling helmet under my arm.
I was greeted by a very trim and cheerful woman in (I'd guess) her early '80's. She looked at my kit and said, with a touch of BBC Southern in her accent, "Oh, you're cycling. Where are you going?" I said, "Just around the neighbourhood--I use the bike around the city, though I do longer journeys as well."
Then she said, "I don't ride these days, but I used to ride a lot. On the bike, it's like you're always on holiday." On the bike, it's like you're always on holiday. Jeez, I thought, I'll be happy to have her outlook on life in 12-15 years. I keep her words tucked away in my head, partly as a reminder of how fortunate we are to be able to ride these delightful machines.
Cheers, John
