A real cycle
I was planning to cycle along a converted railway line in Ireland, and my bike provider told me quickly how he had cycled the line and back just the day before, made it to the nearby island for lunch, and back to base for an evening pint before the clouds opened. And he still felt like he had had a workout. As he chatted, he was wheeling out an impressive, shiny German Kalkhoff model. I was relieved that it looked pretty much like any hybrid bike, and that I was actually going to get to pedal, having been naively worried that I might just have to sit on it and be shimmied, sloth-like, behind my kids. Next stop: Zimmer frame. In fact, the opposite is the case; the more you pedal, the more speed you generate from the battery’s power supply, so you can give it as much welly as you can muster, and trick those you overtake into thinking you’re breezing it on your own ‘someone’s had their Weetabix’ stamina. There is even an eco setting to make sure you don’t use up too much of the battery.