How far have you ever walked on foot? To the second question, how far have you ever been on a bike? (Not motorbike, but bike minus motor? Like a Mountain bike and such)
My weekend of 12th July will remain in history. I begun my weekend to be precise, I begun my weekend from a Bar!!! Sam’s Pavilion
Much is running in your mind when I say I begun my weekend in a bar. However, to make things clear;
The date was 12th of July a nice Saturday all had been waited for long to arrive and finally it did. A day that was dedicated to my best activity I love to do, cycling. It all begun with as usual of a trip, gathering of some “baiskeli” adventure seekers at Nairobi City then followed a road trip toward the entrance mmmhhhhh
Departure took place leaving behind fellow adventure seekers headed away from Kenya for destinations such as Ngong hills, Naivasha, Machakos county among others while fellow adventure seekers headed to the “Dubs” (Dubai) of Kenya. “Dubs” is a corrupted name of a Kenyan town known as “Ndumberi”. A small but busy town that is at the edge of the countryside and Urban life of Kenya.
Dressed up in jerseys that even made residents of Ndumberi wonder if “Tour de France” was going to take place in their town. Red, yellow, black to different colours of jerseys dotted our point of start with bicycles of different make and sizes to the different shapes of helmets.
“……from this place kindly follow in a line to avoid busy traffic, but later after the busy town centre….” Instructions were to us as we munched and took sips of water to bites on ripe bananas, mind all set for the unexpected countryside.
Wishing each other luck and sharing a joke or two and off we were.
If you have never cycled in a group or for a good distance, you should try it for you are definitely missing out the true definition of adventure, fun, friendship to learning your comfort limits. Below are reasons you should not ride a bicycle
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There is no reason to make you not ride a bicycle whether to work or just for fun. On a bicycle there is no traffic jam, you have the best views of your surrounding than when locked up in your car, and also on a bicycle you really know the true meaning of strangers becoming great friends because whenever a fellow cycling finds or passes you he or she will always wave at you and when you ride together friendship all germinates due to the mutual of biking.
In a single lane we followed each other.
There were those who had the energy to move forward and lead the way while the new ones fell behind to try and understand their bicycles while others clicked their cameras in mode of capturing the great pictures of the countryside views.
Tea leave plantation to more bigger plantations is what was surrounding us as we exited the urban life. The air so fresh with less traffic flow to a point traffic was zero for almost 15 minutes.
Then came to the point of division. Boys started taking their position and men theirs to. Separation of boys from men started as we begun going uphill. This are the best times of cycling because you realise that there is a limit to your comfort, to a limit beyond your comfort and there is the unknown limit of your mind to strength. An uphill tend to play games to your mind and your body adopts according to how you talk to your mind or tell it.
Say you can’t make it and off you will go and do the opposite of the day’s expectations; pushing your bike instead of it pushing you up. Tell your mind you can do it; the unknown happens and the uphill becomes your play ground shifting your gears to your comfort, eject the comfort situation to a “have to finish” position then the fun begins when you pass fellow cyclist uphill with a smile and a heavy deep breath almost waving at them.
This went on until to the first stopover.
As usual for a road trip there are stopovers for picture moments or change of something or rushing to eject your body’s output products but for cyclists this is a point of lamenting, celebration for first conquering and also an energizing point of the adventure. You refill your bottle, have a bite of something or even wait for the “boys”.
After simple jokes and few “boys” joining the team, the adventure continues with the same cycle of mental games with the trail and bike. This went on to the point I was surprise to see a sign post shouting at me “Welcome to Limuru town”
Yes, I did it, end of the first section was here!!!!
Down on good speed with people cheering on (with no knowledge of what you have undergone before getting to their town) while others admiring your bike or you the rider who looks to be having fun only if they knew what comprised of the fun or what was behind that smiling face.
Take a turn and begun the way back!
Bidding goodbye to the people of Limuru and turned around headed back. Traffic officers were wondering who we were almost calling for a convoy to escort us back due to the fun we were having some even felt like give us a parade salute for seeing us doing the unimaginable of climbing up a hill without a foot down nor pushing the bike.
Lunch was here with its time. Pack a bike pike a bite.
Sandwich, water, fruits to jokes as we relaxed sharing the experience and past road trips on two wheels. Others expressing their pro- found admiration of the countryside well filtered fresh air to the calm life. Stories went on even on to which climb was so crying for or which uphill was a trial of the muscles.
Later on, on full stomachs to relaxed muscles first group was off flying at trying speed towards our start line at the bar may be in expectations of a bottle of something or a concoction of energy drinks.
No trials at this section as the bike with its spokes sung to a melody as if to show gratitude for the day out to the temptations of discovering how fast the bike could go.
Back to Sam’s pavilion, it was back to jokes and celebration of a complete road trip on two wheels filled with urge of the next adventure on two wheels.
If you are tired of the 4 X 4 safaris and road trips, I invite you for the next 2 wheeled roadtrip filled with great people, adventure seeker to outdoors junks and even a new experience of a life time a better addiction being on two wheels covered over by a helmet.