They were clear and blue and looking right through me. Maybe I was looking just a beat too long, he started that smile again. He kept himself in great shape and his arms and legs looked muscular in his tank top and shorts. A little bigger than me, and I'm no slouch. Why don't you relax a little while I finish up, then I'll give you a ride." "Tell you what I'm going into town in a bit. He showed a couple of other sizes for mountain bikes, nothing that would fit mine. "Nothing your size, not in the tube department," he said. I was admiring and didn't hear him return, his voice startled me. I have to admit, it looked comfortable as anything. Looking around, open design, the place was a total bachelor palace huge TV, sofa, overstuffed everything. Beer sounded pretty good, so I opened the fridge and grabbed one of the many stocked inside. "Water is on the door of the fridge, or there's beer inside if you prefer." He disappeared inside the house. I'll have to look for them, it's been a while."
Kicking off my shoes in the garage, I stepped on to the marble tiled floors, cool under my socks. I followed through the garage, into the spacious home. What a stroke of luck! "Absolutely, thanks!" Probably fit what you've got, at least good enough to get you home. Like he knew something that hadn't happened yet. It took a second for my eyes to adjust to a figure in the shadows of a garage a man, a little older than me, working on his car. Oh man, this was going to turn into a long, long walk home. Well, no problem, there is a spare in the small pack under the seat - but damn! The pack somehow got open and there was nothing inside all my tools, the spare tube, everything gone. Pulled over to find the back tire going flat. Just the thing.Ībout five miles in something sounded odd, the bike felt wobbly. The houses were beautiful with patches of beach peeking through. I'd only been there a couple of times and the road was peaceful and long, without much traffic. The road that passed the beachfront houses beckoned. Time to go back to the rented condo? No way, not yet.
Riding my bike in beautiful, sunny Hawaii, enjoying the sunshine and warm breeze as the miles passed easily under my wheels.