Bikes, Trains and Kayaks

PTandA, originally uploaded by andebos.

Well, I'm home now after a wonderful time in Ocean Grove, NH with the waves and sand. On Monday Sam and I thought it would be fun to do a bit of kayaking in Concord. The drive is about fifteen or twenty minutes but we wanted to do more than kayak that day...we wanted to bike ride as well. Hmm, well, why not put the two together? Therefore, we hopped on our bikes and started the ride to Concord with some cash in our pockets. We figured it would be a long ride but never figured it'd take close to two hours. However, it was an awesome ride on battle road which is the march the british soldiers took to Lexington and Concord. The ride, despite the numbness of my butt, was worthwhile. After arriving at the river we hopped in our kayaks and rowed downstream for about fourty five minutes and then turned back upstream. Again, a beautiful time. We were feeling a little beat at this point, okay honestly, it's just that our butts hurt from sitting on the bikes that whole time and the thought of an hour plus back or so seemed tiring. We agreed to take the commuter rail which takes suburbians into the city. I'd never ridden the commuter rail before but figured it couldn't be too bad, thousands of people hop on and off each day. The only difficulty with this initial plan was timing. The rail runs at certain times and if you miss one you're waiting nearly an hour or more for the next one. This only proved a problem because we had ordered a pizza at a local pizza place that was timed to come out about a minute before the train arrived. Luckily the train was running late, continued problems caused by the big dig disaster. We finished our pizza and then jumped on the train home. Not more than 5 minutes into the ride home (but now in the middle of nowhere) the train broke down...which meant we had to wait for the train behind us, who knows how long before it gets to us, to push us in. Finally, after forever, the train met us and pushed us at a slow speed of 30mph home. Our quick train ride home now took nearly 3 hours to pull into the station. Sam and I slept most of the ride and the rest of the time was spent cracking jokes about train crashes, steve martin and john candy lines and basically laughing that God was punishing us for our apparent laziness. As if the sore butts weren't enough. Eventually we rolled on home, passed on wings, grabbed some beer, watched the monday night game and ended up watching some horrible movie with the girls before finally, finally, finally heading to bed! What a wild adventure!