On my way back to the ferry from Mount Equinox in Vermont, I stopped at a Cumberland Farms gas station/convenience store in North Adams, Massachusetts to gas up. While I stood in the parking lot having a drink, I heard a young boy repeating a sing-songy chant of “pop a wheelie, pop a wheelie” as he walked across the parking lot. He was all of 12, maybe 13 years old.
I guess I don’t cut the most lady-like figure standing next to my bike, baseball cap on, staring down at my phone rested on the seat. When I looked up at the boy and his two friends walking across the lot he said…
“Oh, never mind. It’s just a girl.”