Life of Wry

Peter turned 13 today! We ended the day with cake and singing and lots of family around (handy to have a Frame family reunion on one’s birthday).

The day started on the beach with a pair of rented segways.  Here’s Peter riding along the bike path.  Turns out, 10:00 on a weekday morning is a very good time to be working it out on a segway–relatively few people.  It looks benign, but you’re actually going about 10-14 miles per hour (if nobody’s around), which gets tricky around sandy corners.

We rode from Santa Monica to the Venice pier

Here’s the view looking down.  The sound you hear is me laughing (almost the whole time). Really, that fun.

It’s easy and intuitive, but also not error proof.  Peter fell once (in spectacular fashion), but being 13 and resilient, he rebounded relatively quickly.  I fell once, too.  My fall was less spectacular–sort of bumped into Peter while we were more or less standing still.  I went over and the segway went over me (well, my foot).  It felt like I was trying to handle an errant power tool.  They’re heavy and not that maneuverable when you’re not doing it right.  Not too elegant.  Here’s my souvenir road rash.

I think the soreness has just begun.  It was very, very, VERY fun, though and I loved sharing the adventure with Peter.