Joy Ride

- Spencer Leech

I have always tried to add a degree of spontaneity when I go for a ride. I think it adds to the excitement. As long as my bike is in good order and I’ve got a couple of pineapples in my back pocket, I’m pre y much up for anything. Ride now, and figure out the details later.

It’s not the smart way to go about things; in fact, it’s kinda hypocritical considering how often I speak of the importance of preparation. But at the same time, I’m not exactly traversing the Sahara any time soon, so I can usually afford to play things by ear.

My recent trip into South Australia was decided on a whim. My close friend and fellow bike-nut Josh Wilson sent me a text: “Work’s a drag man, let’s get out of here for a couple of days,” he said.

I can’t remember the last time I turned down a ride, so I quickly responded.

“Sure thing, dude. I haven’t been to Adelaide in a while. Leave Sunday?” I asked. And just like that we were on the road.