I live and ride a bicycle in Wellington, New Zealand.
It’s the windiest city in a windy country. Our ‘Windy Welly’ is probably the windiest city in the world.
And it has hills! Big, steep, “Wilcome to Sen Frenciscou” hills.
That’s why I love riding here:
About half of my trips are tiring, heart-racing slogs into the wind and/or uphill. But the other half – gliding down an incline, exercising only my brake pads; sailing along the street with a forceful wind-assist; delighting in a combination of both after a long, tiring workday – those trips make the other half absolutely, positively worthwhile!