We headed for Edgartown's South Beach on our bikes one morning, riding along the bike path on Beach Road and not knowing where the road would take us next. These kinds of journeys are the best, when you never know what will be around the next bend. We passed majestic rows of Victorian houses along the beach, saw the ocean on one side and fields of grass and flowers on the other, biked through arches of trees, stopped to buy ice-cold lemonade and oatmeal cookies from neighborhood kids along the road, and even were surprised to see llamas casually grazing on somebody's front lawn. Strange but true. The distance of the ride to our beach destination was about 5-6 miles, exhaustive at some parts because of the sloping hills but still enjoyable because of the beautiful and sometimes unexpected scenery. Our reward was finally getting to a great beach, lying in the sun and relaxing from our long ride. After a couple of hours, we started again on our bikes and headed towards Edgartown. On our way, we ran into another young lemonade entrepeneur squeezing fresh lemonade with his juice press and concocting the best lemonade I've ever tasted. Only 50 cents. In Edgartown we took smoothie break at Mad Martha's, the local ice cream store that makes homemade ice cream (their mint chocolate chip ice cream is so good). Like reckless kids on our bikes, we rode back to our place in Oak Bluffs, exhausted but completely satisfied.