Hong Kong: Today I cycled 56 miles with some of my South Island Amigo (SIA) riding buddies. This was my last ride with the SIAs before I head Stateside on Tuesday evening. We cycled up to the Peak in fog as thick as butter, then headed over to Shek O along Hong Kong Island’s southside. After Shek O I did some more climbing and riding before returning home before lunch on the other end of the island.
Today’s spills came in the form of two klutzy self-inflicted crashes. This first occurred in front of a coffee shop in Shek O village, witnessed by at least 30 people. I was trying to dismount and couldn’t unclip my shoes in time and toppled over in the middle of the street. It was a very inelegant and conspicuous fall. I hope one of these days soon I will finally learn how to get off my bike the proper way!
The second spill happened as I was climbing Satellite Hill. It wasn’t a particularly difficult climb for me this morning, but somehow I lost my balance and found myself on rock and pavement — ouch! — with a beat up knee and blood oozing down my leg. I did what every respectable cyclist would do: picked myself up, got back in the saddle, and continued the climb.
Today’s thrills came in the form of witnessing my son’s first football (soccer, for the Americans) tournament this afternoon at the French International School. He even scored a goal for his team, the Sandy Bay Spartans. They played admirably against some bigger kids. Who needs the World Cup when you have this?