on our way to lookout point we got distracted by the other pretty lookouts... true story.

Sometimes you can barely see us because we whiz by you on the sidewalk so quickly that you don't even know what just happened.

After all, Harriet is a one-speed, and often that speed is best described as: really fast.

Wheee!

Hope says that we have to be careful or else we might spend most of our energy during the journey on laughing... so far we have not been able to disprove her theory.

Manifestation begun

Today our manifestation began to take form- real form!

We have been talking about this for what feels like much longer than the five days it has been, probably because it was always meant to be... We can only assume this is true.

We don't want to give it all up just yet, but we can tell you that it involves the three of us... and a journey, which will be epic for sure.
We just met our bike this morning. She's a robin's egg blue Columbia one-speed from the late 1960's.

We're pretty sure her name is Harriet. She is lovely. And a little feisty, just like us. It's as though we have known her forever.