I just came back from an incredible week in Martha’s Vineyard (MV)! I knew it was beautiful but it far exceeded my expectations. I was there for a screening of a film that I did not produce but our company made. We were there for three days on our office (staying at this incredible B&B just for artists) and then decided to spend the weekend camping (since MV is super expensive and also super booked in August).
There are many things about the trip that were great, most of which I will list at the end, but the greatest thing was that I finally rode a bike! For those of you who have read this blog for a while (or who know me) know that I had gotten a bike a while back but got my bike stolen and that was the end of that. My family was not a big biking family and I just never really got into it as a kid. Now as an adult, I am feeling more like I want to ride a bike. It is great exercise and as my friend says, movement is freedom! Plus I live in Brooklyn and many of my friends live in different parts of Brooklyn and it would be nice to just bike over to see them rather than take a maze of busses or worse, the “G” train!
My friend suggested that MV would be a good place to have some serious biking time sans traffic. I was pretty nervous about it. I am not a small person and not especially coordinated. Plus I knew I had a “head thing” about biking.
The “head thing” is different for different people. For me, it keeps you from doing things that feel scary to you. Things that for some reason, you have put off for a long time. Things that you feel like you should already know how to do. I get on a bike and immediately think I am going to fall causing me to inevitably fall. I used to have a head thing about swimming. I swam a lot as a kid but for some reason in my 20s, I just got a head thing about it and immediately became convinced that every time I swam I was going to drown. A few years ago I got over it. The head thing about swimming stems partially from lack of practice. These past few years I have swam quite a bit and now feel very comfortable doing it. I just remembered that I know how to swim and that I am going to be fine.
I went to MV with my friend & co-worker, Liz. I told her my agenda: to ride a bike. She too is a native New Yorker new to biking so she immediately understood. As the days past, we got rides everywhere and it was looking like I was going to be able to skip the biking lesson. But once we moved to the camp grounds, we had a morning to get acclimated before Liz’s friend joined us. This was the perfect time for us to get riding.
The camp grounds were a mile and a half from downtown Vineyard Haven so Liz figured we would bike to town and come back. The bike paths are fairly large but I was pretty freaked. I could not see how I was going to ride a whole mile and a half! I think I was more freaked out about people seeing me learn than I was about riding the bike itself. Little kids can ride bikes. How embarrassing that I can not!
I am not going to say that the minute I rode the bike that it felt “right”. I was pretty scared. We started slow and I rode in front of Liz and stopped at every stop sign. Riding in the beginning was fine but going down hill freaked me out. I knew how to ride pretty much but I would get freaked out and just keep apologizing for messing up.
It’s not like Liz was pressuring me. She was a great teacher. She was super supportive and would stay close enough behind me during the long stretches singing direction to me (“Angela is so amazing! She is riding a bike! She needs to keep her hands on the break when she is going downhill! She needs to go a little slower! She needs to move to her left”) Eventually I was on a roll but then the path got narrow and I had to deal with cars and I freaked out again. But I was ok and rode into Vineyard Haven unscathed.
The trip back was a bit harder because after the mile and a half trip there, I then had to ride a mile and a half back! I was pretty tired but I had to get back, especially since Liz’s friend was expected in 30 mins. My being tired made everything much harder and I started to get frazzled a lot easier. So on a long downhill stretch, I had my first big fall!
It hurt. I have an ugly scab on my knee from it and it messed with my head. But after walking with my bike for a bit, I decided to get back on. It was tough and I took yoga breaths the whole rest of the trip but I did it!
I still need more practice. My friend and I are going to tackle Prospect Park next. I am still not 100% sure about riding in the streets of New York but hopefully that too will come.
Other adventures this week:
• Our B&B for the first three nights was gorgeous. The inn keepers only house artists who are bringing work to MV. Did I mention they house them for FREE! This place is amazing and they have so much respect for artists. (They also have great homemade granola in the morning.) They had a brunch for us and the other filmmaker who showed his film in the festival. It was in this beautiful garden and everyone talks about the creative process. It was nice to be a part of that.
• We met two married actors who were in this Irish play at The Vineyard Playhouse and they got us free tickets to opening night. It was so exciting to see these people you’ve hung out with in a play. They were both great. She especially was amazing! The play got me thinking. I could get into it but it would take up a lot of room.
• We went to a jam session with these Irish musicians who did the music for the show. I am really impressed by musicians. I can not imagine just improvising like that.
• The film festival we were a part of has the nicest organizers ever and they took us to the beach!
• MV has some racial issues man. I was going to write about my theory on it but what do I know from being there six days!
• I saw Talladega Nights: The Legend of Ricky Bobby. That movie was funny!
• I saw a/k/a Tommy Chong. It screened after our film. I had no idea that Tommy Chong went to prison for 9 months for the sale of drug paraphernalia!
• There is a Native American tribe on the island. The Wampanoag tribe who organized a group of teenagers to come to the screening. This festival is doing a lot of outreach to that community. The teenagers were great. They really got the film and had great comments.
• Camping is not what it used to be. We just came with tents and sleeping bags but families had grills, televisions, coffee makers! There was wireless in front of the main office. One family watched a football game on a PLASMA television. A friend made a good point though: At least they were watching TV on a camp ground and NOT at home.
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