A Not So Normal Sunday At Church
Throw a group of single speed lovers together and the outcome is a pretty simple one of that… an incredible amount of stoke.
And so, rattled in stoke, a group of strangers met in the parking of a train station, hopped on their SAM’s. It all went downhill from there. Literally.
The new crew of besties cruised out from the station and headed toward the hart of the Capital. With thanks to the bold safety lane of the A Re Yeng bus’s, we were able to ride close enough together to witness one another’s glow whilst pointing out the beauty that surrounded us as we itched closer to the heart.
Following the red paved road, we were spat out at the feet of Paul Kruger. By now, we’d become the centre of attention. With a group of riders oozing with excitement on a rainbow of bikes, what more could you expect.
So we spun a couple laps, sipped on a coffee and took in the history that surrounded us as the sun began to tuck behind the 20th century architecture.
Que part two of this Sunday afternoon adventure.
Feeling buzzed, the crew spun out of the square and back onto the red paved road. This time we were charging for the cure of hunger. Well, burgers and milkshakes to be precise.
The charge led us to another Capital Hallmark, the ever-cool, hipster friendly Lollipop Roadhouse.
As we all entered our welcomed food-coma’s and slurped for any remains of our milkshakes, we debated wheelie champions, laughed off one another’s embarrassing rookie moments before planning the next ride.
So yeah, this was the beginning of something great. Something so simple yet oh so soul nourishing. We met up as strangers and left as full-bellied friends. We’ll be back. Thats a certainty.
Thanks to all who joined as we rediscovered this incredible, history rich city that we live in on our favourite single speeds.