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Cathy Kearns
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Every year I like to attend a WTA tennis tourney at Stanford University, a
little less than six miles away by bike path. In the past I've taken my
bike for the day sessions, come home, showered then driven back for the
night sessions. Despite getting free parking passes, every year the parking
gets less and less convienent, and I often miss the later day matches to get
home in time to get back, which is just silly. So this year on Monday I
rode my bike, and rode home, but only got to see the first set of the night
matches before darkness set in. Tuesday I drove in the morning, but walking
back through the eucliptus strewn dirt lots at 10:30pm reinforced my hate of
the parking situation. For Thursday, since my husband was coming late, and
we only had one parking pass, I decided I would buy some lights and ride my
bike home.
Whoah, you folks have been holding out on me. There is nothing like riding
on a deserted bike path through the calm dark night under the stars. It was
so good I took a detour to get in a few more miles. So today I'm off to buy
lights for my husband's bike, and we can both hit the night session and ride
home together. Not only am I a convert, I'm now attempting to recruit my
husband. . I'm thinking of date nights in Palo Alto through the rest of
the summer. Maybe while I'm at it I should buy lights for my daughter so
she can ride in the dark with us when she returns from camp.
little less than six miles away by bike path. In the past I've taken my
bike for the day sessions, come home, showered then driven back for the
night sessions. Despite getting free parking passes, every year the parking
gets less and less convienent, and I often miss the later day matches to get
home in time to get back, which is just silly. So this year on Monday I
rode my bike, and rode home, but only got to see the first set of the night
matches before darkness set in. Tuesday I drove in the morning, but walking
back through the eucliptus strewn dirt lots at 10:30pm reinforced my hate of
the parking situation. For Thursday, since my husband was coming late, and
we only had one parking pass, I decided I would buy some lights and ride my
bike home.
Whoah, you folks have been holding out on me. There is nothing like riding
on a deserted bike path through the calm dark night under the stars. It was
so good I took a detour to get in a few more miles. So today I'm off to buy
lights for my husband's bike, and we can both hit the night session and ride
home together. Not only am I a convert, I'm now attempting to recruit my
husband. . I'm thinking of date nights in Palo Alto through the rest of
the summer. Maybe while I'm at it I should buy lights for my daughter so
she can ride in the dark with us when she returns from camp.