We went to Ojai for our twelfth anniversary and took a romantic bike ride on the Ojai Valley Trail. And by romantic, I mean that Matt B. is 42, and his mid-life crisis has taken the form of an intense interest in biking and hiking and other forms of being outside, and no matter how sedentary I am in my natural state, I can't risk him leaving me for a 26-year-old with a more active lifestyle.
So we borrowed bikes from our hotel and set off on a ride: him with his year's worth of cyclist muscle, me with traumatic memories of huffing and puffing behind him in Copenhagen, senior citizens passing me easily on every street.
The trail runs nine miles, from Ojai to Ventura. We only did part of it, turning around at Mira Monte, for fear that I might break on our way back. The way there was so pleasant and easy that I got flashbacks to a bike ride I took nine years ago with my monstrously fit friend Melissa K., from Santa Monica to Venice. I called Matt from the beach, surprised at how pleasant I'd found the ride, only to have him tell me, ominously, that the path to the beach went downhill. I barely made it back to Santa Monica, and I was only 30 then.
To my relief and astonishment, the Ojai Valley Trail was different. Maybe it was the smooth, well maintained pavement, or a bit of Ojai magic, a little push from the universe for the health of our marriage. While the ride was occasionally challenging, there were nice places to stop and sit, and the trail seemed to be 90% flat or downhill both ways. It was also extremely pretty, scenic and peaceful, a perfect way to spend a temperate September afternoon.
If you are at all capable of riding a bike, I'd strongly encourage you to check out the Ojai Valley Trail. It's a beautiful way to experience Southern California, and I promise it requires only the lowest level of fitness. read more