I remember packing some food in a bag, leaving in the morning and not coming back till almost dark. Amazing how far you can go on a bike.
“...and not coming back till almost dark.”
I know the feeling. Best you be home in time for supper.
Back in the late '40s, on a spur of the moment, my buddy and I rode our bikes from Patchogue, L.I. all the way across to Port Jefferson - about 30 miles round trip. Folks didn't know about it until we got back. Even then, they - or the authorities - were upset.