Petrol here in NZ has gone over $2.00 a litre which is no surprise really since the writings been on the wall for ages. At the same time I've been getting an increasing number of folk I know around town saying to me, 'That trike of yours is just so perfect for getting around on Annie.'
This morning one of my friends from church was telling me that her very environmentally conscious daughters have been in her ear about my tricycle and how they're always delighted when they see me out and about on it up the township. I do have access to a car as my elderly Mum kept her car once she gave up driving, but on those times I do take it out it just gets soooooooooo annoying with having to park it and get in and out of the thing (I have a disability) that I end up wishing that I left it at home
Later on the same morning I was walking alongside my tricycle on the footpath because I just like to sometimes, when a group of kids went by on bicycles and enquired of me, 'What do you want to walk for if you got a tricycle?' Funny really, - I suppose I would've wondered the same thing when I was their age, - but the fact is I do just like to walk sometimes and if I get tired I can get back on my tricycle and ride again. People do sometimes offer me lifts in their cars (people I know that is) because they think it would be easier for me than walking or bicycling/tricycling, but I nearly always refuse because it's just nicer and more peaceful getting around under my own steam. Getting in and out of a car is too uncomfortable for me and passive sitting makes my joints and muscles hurt. Besides when sitting in a car I'm sure I can feel the calcium leaching out of my bones and fat cells trying to start new colonies under the skin on my tummy. As for sitting in a car in treacle-like traffic it's just sooooooo boring. I wonder how may folk wish they could have all those stationary car sitting hours back when they're on their death bed.
I've had a bad patch with my health, but I'm looking forward to building another tricycle this Winter once the rainy season gets here and working in the garden is impossible. Far too many amazing ideas are whizzing around inside my head distracting me from working up a proper design yet, but despite that I'm sure that I'll be able to come up with something useful