One more item of my continuous list of things to accomplish to help us assimilate was completed today. I registered our bikes. Yep, that’s right. Bicycles have to be registered to legally be ridden on base. Honestly, I think this is a Navy thing not a Japan thing. But, only a “when living in Japan Navy thing.” Anyways, I rode both bikes (one at a time) down the hill to the security office, filled out the paperwork and then rode them back up the hill. Sounds easy?
Let me quantify the evolution. Both of the bikes I registered are our beach cruisers – one speed bikes. The hill we live on is pretty significant. For reference, VB friends, it is much larger than Rudee Inlet bridge. For reference, G’town friends, it shadows Kimbrough hill. For reference, Great Lakes friends, it even puts Hero Hill to shame. This sucker is HUGE. Talk about burnie burnie thigh burnie. I was standing up the entire hill! Another important factor to note is the temperature. 85 degrees with a heat index of 101. Needless to say, I was a Sweaty – Saurus – Rex by then end of the evolution.
The plus side, the chore is complete. We have hopes of biking around the town, Zushi, outside of housing this weekend. If all goes well, I should never have to ride that hill twice in an hour again!
Orange Dreamsicle & Dave’s Bike – both street legal