It was a hot day, and I was feeling the burn as I made the turn from the South Platte Trail onto the Cherry Creek Trail at Confluence Park. I was 40 miles into a 65 mile loop, mostly on bike trails. It's not that hard of a ride, usually, but I had made it a bit more of a challenge by doing it on the high-wheeler.
I owned a coffee shop, down in Parker, at the time, and I didn't get a lot of chances to ride. So, when I did ride, I often took the 48" BoneShaker. It was not only a lot of fun, but it also was a lot more effort to ride. In essence, it was condensing bicycling down to the purest form possible.
I headed south on the Cherry Creek trail, and I was dying for something cold, plus I was getting hungry. Suddenly, I saw my salvation on the street above the creekside trail. Burger King!
I took the ramp up to street level, and backtracked to the King's parking lot. I leaned the big bike up against the window, so I could keep my eye on it, and went in. Two minutes later, I was sucking down a Burger King choco-flavored partially gelatinated non-dairy gum-based beverage, or what you might think of as a milkshake (if it had any milk in it, at all).
It was good. It was so good, in fact, that I started making that BK a regular stop on my highwheeler rides. Nothing gets you home like a cold frosty one, on a hot day!