Taking Max, "Trailie" and "Rusty" Out For A Spin On The Province Lands Trail

I bought Max a trailer for my cruiser long ago in anticipation of using it on this trip.  I had one nice day in PTown so I thought it would be the perfect time to take it out for a spin.  I wasn't sure how Max would like it but he did great!  He just sat in the trailer and let the breeze hit is face through the screen window.

 I rode on the bike path in Provincetown near the beaches.  I took the trail starting at Herring Cove and rode to the visitors center and then to Race point.

Having just one gear on the cruiser proved to be a bit tricky at times going up the hills.  I would stand up as much as I could and pedal but some of the time I would have to jump off and walk the bike up the hill.  I didn't care, it was a beautiful day!

We had a great time on the bike ride.  Once we arrived at Race Point, Max and I took a stroll on the beach and we relaxed for a while before heading back.  Cape Cod has some of the most beautiful bicycle trails.  If you take a trip to the area, be sure to bring your bike and head out on the Province Lands Trail.

I think Max is happy with his new trailer.  Much more comfortable than the bike basket he was in last year - Shown Below.

On Route 66 "The Mother Road"

Our national landmark highway spreads throughout the country so there is a chance you have been on Route 66 once on your travels.  It's referred as the Mother Road or the National Olds Trail Highway and stretches from Chicago to Los Angeles.

There are several old west stops along this historic highway and on this day, I stopped in Seligman, Arizona.  The small town is famous for its old route 66 relics including shops and landmarks that cover small stretch of highway.  It's a tourist dream.  You can take your picture with "Elvis," drink at an old saloon, buy knick knacks or take a seat to watch the entertainment pass you buy.  That is exactly what the locals did.  A typical Saturday for them includes pulling up a chair, enjoying a cigar and watch the tourists pass by.  I decided to chat with them for a while.  I told them I was from California and they were pleased that I was even speaking to them with everything going on in Arizona at this time.  One gentleman wanted to tell me he met the pope and pulled out his pocket photo album to prove to me that he in fact, met the pope.

As I walked along the town, there were plenty of sights to see.  It was a mini amusement park with tour buses pulling up every twenty minutes or so with herd of people unloading to take pictures and browse shops for things they can't live without.

I enjoyed my time in this town and I look forward to visiting more towns on this stretch of road.  I would recommend getting off of the freeway to see these little towns full of history.  Who knows, you may never get the chance to meet someone who met the pope or admire the carefully placed mannequin art on top of a gift shop.