Wednesday, May 29, 2013

cycle what?

Have I told you about my side-job?

I've been doing it for a year now. Not because I have to. In fact, when the opportunity first arose, I thought, "No way." But that's the thing about first reactions, sometimes they're wrong. Sometimes when we step out and choose to do the most unlikely thing, we find an adventure. I decided to say, "Yes" to the adventure. But before I tell you what it is, I have a confession.

I don't own a bicycle. Haven't for years. My last bike was purchased over 20 years ago. A purple and pink 10-speed, called the Sweet 16, or something like that. I learned that hard way that road bikes don't go over gravel. But it was watching my sister flip over her handlebars when her brakes gave out a number of years later that I said "adios" to bike riding. So I don't own a bike. But I drive one.

What's that you say?

I am a Cycle Pub driver.

Come again?

I drive tours on a 12-seater bike.

How is that possible?

Six stations on either side of a bar.

A bar? Are you a bartender?

No. (Confession number two: I don't even drink beer. Can't stand the taste of it.) I don't serve or provide, but you can bring your food and refreshments and your pedaling legs, and I'll steer you from brewery to bar to brewery. (This is Central Oregon after all. Famous for her mountains and microbreweries.)

So you don't own a bicycle, but you drive one? And you don't drink beer, but you give beer tours?

Welcome to Cycle Pub, folks! I'll be your driver today. You've lucked out and won yourself a tour with the least likely Cycle Pub driver ever. At least that's what my friends say. Who's ready to have a good time?


  1. I think this is so cool and in fact saw one of these in action the last time we were in Bend for a visit. Only in Oregon :)

    1. I thought of you when I wrote this. Glad to see you're still checking in, even though I've been a major slacker. Yes, we do get away with a lot of shenanigans here in Oregon, don't we?