Scene setting: group of bicycles outside the Rum Cake Factory on Grand Cayman's "7-mile beach".
Action: rest stop from eleven mile bike tour, with stops at the Rum Cake Factory, Turtle Farm, and Hell.
Props: Bicycles, helmets, athletic (and much younger) tour guide.
Story line: We left the ship and boarded a bus and drove several klicks (they use Kilometers here, not miles) into the countryside. Our group was then issued well-used bicycles and helmets. Our guide's bike had an orange flag and he set off in the lead. A second guide followed in a Jeep with first aid supplies, an air tank, and water. I mounted my trusty steed and began to pedal my ass all over the island. Apparently my trusty (or was that rusty) TREK was not quite ready, and at the first rest stop I required more air to be placed in my back tire. However, I did discover the one thing that didn't cost me on Grand Cayman - Air remains free.
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