I have a confession to make. Even given my known distaste for all things bike, I rented one this weekend, rode it, AND had fun. I went through some mountains, then accidentally through a private sheep farm, then through a pack of middle-aged foreigners congregating in the middle of a forest for a paintball match, then past people shooting bows and arrows at cutouts shaped like cacti, past owls and hawks chained to stumps, then past people tossing boots into buckets. I think I might be all right with bikes after all, it might just take some time.
