After making all that pumpkin bread, there was still most of a large can of pumpkin left in the fridge. So this morning I got up and made a double batch of pumpkin scones (which, sadly, did not use up all the pumpkin, as I hoped it would, so I suspect there might be more pumpkin brownies in our future). I made them small, so there’d be more of them, and we’ve been happily nibbling at them all day.

We went out for lunch and as we were sitting there, I noted that we still needed to get new bikes. So after lunch, off we headed to a bike store downtown. And about an hour later, I rode back home on my new bike, while Richard put his new bike in the back of the car and drove it home that way.

It felt good, being back on a bike. We used to go for long rides, and there were the few times I rode my bike the 30 miles to the office in the morning, but sickness and being busy and everything else just got in the way. When we moved we were looking forward to biking around Sacramento, exploring the areas around our neighborhood, but by the time we got to the point where every weekend wasn’t full of laying laminate flooring, or painting something, or fixing something, the old bikes had been swiped from the backyard, so we were reduced to waiting until it would be the right time to replace them.

Like last time, we both have the same model of bike, although his is a men’s and mine’s a woman’s model (I’m sorry, but I am far too clumsy to deal with that top bar that’s on a men’s bike, and yes, I *do* speak from experience). I am finding far too much amusement in the fact that mine is white and comes with a pattern of silvery leaves down the main bar. It’s probably for the best this model didn’t come in pink, because the amusement of a riding a flower-covered pink bike around town would have been too much for me to ignore.

We got racks installed, and lights, and we each bought some nice insulated panniers that come with rain covers, so we can carry groceries home (or perhaps knitting projects or laptops). There are fenders coming later, and I need to see if I still have my helmet and my riding gloves somewhere in one of the random boxes of stuff from the old house. Richard even got a little coffee cup holder to attach to the main bar, so as soon as the rest of the stuff comes in, we’ll be all set.

In the meantime, that little three mile ride home from the bike shop was lovely. And I am very much looking forward to Richard getting over his cold so we can start going out and doing more of that sort of thing. Now that we finally have bikes again.

Posted for NaBloPoMo.