Technically the very first time I took Lucille out, there were...problems. The handlebars kept sliding out of alignment with the front wheel, and the seat swiveled around while I sat on it. JB wasn't home, so I got all Rosie the Riveter and fixed the seat with a silver wrenchy-thing and eventually found another wrenchy-thing in JB's toolbox that, with no fewer than three attachments, I used to fix the handlebar problem.
So this first greenway outing, I wasn't taking any chances that I'd have to ride four miles back with the handle bars aimed 90 degrees to the left. So I brought the wrenchy thing (along with my car keys) in the basket.
After about 2.5 miles, the greenway winds under an old railroad bridge.
So, back to the land of sunshine. The creek, which last summer was practically dried out, actually had a few mini-waterfalls and rapids.
I like the metallic clatter Lucille makes when I take hills or tight turns. She's only one-speed, but oh so fun to ride. I think we're both looking forward to more adventures together.