HW RIDES BAR BIKE IN DOWNTOWN BEND

After 35 miles of Bachelor to Bend, the Gang was a touch tired and hungry. Nothing that a couple of Oregon brews and a burger and fries could not cure. Just settling into a recovery phase and Murdog announces that it is time to go riding.

Riding, didn't we just finish. But, being the Holy Wow Gang, we are always up for a bike ride, so let's do it. Out to the garage to get the bike. Murdog yelps, "No not that bike, the Bar Bike".  What Bar Bike? "The one we have rented for the evening" says Murdog. OK!! Into the trucks and downtown we go to meet the Bar Bike and Kevin our driver.

This Bar Bike is exactly what it's name describes.  It is a bar on wheels, that is propelled by the patrons of the bar actually pedaling and drinking. WOW this thing would never fly in Canada. A vehicle full of imbibing cyclists travelling around the streets of town.  Turns out that the Bike Bar is classed as a limousine and drinking is allowed in limousines. There were a lot of rules about bottles and such, which put some serious obstacles on the Bike Bars trail, but the HW Gang managed to clean them all.
 


The Big Bar ride was 2 hours long.  The legs were feeling it, after the day's ride and a few pops. Just when you felt like you were ready to give up, a driver would honk the horn and a serge of adrenalin would motivate you to pedal harder.

Soon we were back at the starting point parking lot. At this point Kevin, the bar driver says, "Now it is time for the race". The last thing we wanted to do was race. Well Kevin marketed this idea well and we bought in to the idea. Turns out that they run this lap around the parking lot and time the lap. The last record has stood up for 6 months or so. Kevin says we should be able to beat it. We agree.

Off we go, pedaling as hard as we can, lactic acid roaring through our legs. Forty-six seconds later we crossed the finish line and set a new record.

Perfect wrap up to a perfect day.