I thought speed was THE THING when I first got the Trikke, but now, harmony with the physics of the machine is my primary way of "getting off when I get on" a Trikke.

Don't know why, but carving is just so delicious to my proprioception. On a deep carve, I feel like I've just threaded through the piers at Dog Town. That intimate cool bodily feeling is all I need these days.

Another of my first goals for trikking that has now faded a bit was finding a nice route to take that wouldn't have all the many difficulties that beset us trikkers, but again, you know what?, I found out that it can get boring to just be trikking along a carefree path, (and keep in mind that my paths here are all along rivers and lakes.) Nope, after awhile, trikking even on a beautiful path can turn into somewhat of a "stair-master" experience with my legs doing most of the work. Snore. Yeah, you can get some thinking done, but to me the Trikke is all about pure-in-the-moment-bodily-oneness-with-the-machine-and-the-universe -- it is NOT, thank goodness, about the thoughts I might have during my exercise period. I don't exercise on the Trikke. I have fun. The exercise just sneaks in somehow.

Nowadays, yeah, I like to get up some speed, I like to jump down curbs going full tilt and slam up the handicap ramp on the other side of the street I've just crossed, and yeah, I love having people gawk at the Trikke, and yeah, I practice daily on my small tricks I'm learning (backwards, wheelies, stepping up curbs, cutting across bigger patches of lawn, clearing a speed bump with all three wheels) but my ordinary route is one that takes me over many surface conditions, many slow downs and speed ups, many slants. The variety keeps me going from "station to station" of my route with that freshness that a long smooth path just cannot provide.

When I first started trikking, I cursed my fate that the best lot available to me was heavily slanted. Now, that slant is my best friend. It has taught me hills and how to go backwards, and at any time on this lot, I can turn downhill and get a really quick speed jump which translates into the momentum currency I'll spend on my trip back up hill. Oh, count yourself lucky if you have a nicely slanted lot....say about 10 degrees slanted.

That all said, The Roadster's speed will certainly be a big appeal to me. I have all these places scouted out where I and The Roadster are going to make Wisconsin history! ;-) But, here again, the grip of the rubber of The Roadster will give me the traction to get those higher speeds more easily, however, my pleasure-focus will be on the CAREFREE attitude I will have once the small pebbles of my life are no longer an issue. The Roadster is going to give me a much more intimate access to the "free ride" of trikking, because I won't be distracted from it.

It's the feeling, folks....it's the motion-emotion that counts.

Surfers, skiiers, snowboarders, sail-boarders, sail-planers, parasailers, astronauts and trikkers all know that exhilaration of the free ride. You're just standing there, and you're picking up speed. Ahhhhh..... And when you don't have to be on pebble-red-alert, DOUBLE Ahhhhhhhh!

As for bikers passing me by, hey, I'm ALREADY WHERE I WANT TO BE, how can I get here any faster?

A bike? That's for getting to somewhere you're not and you gotta love it for its efficiency, but......
A Trikke? On your first carve, you've arrived already.

And let's face it; when the bikers go by, they're eating they're hearts out. They're using the same set of muscles over and over and over and ov......Zzzzzzzzz.....opps.... where was I? But on a Trikke, you have infinite flexibility as to how to spread around the calorie burn.

The Roadster finally moves the Trikke into being a true, almost all surfaces, touring machine.

But, we won't be touring will we......

Nope, we'll be purring instead.

Edg