The ride and the experience are two very different things. First, and most noticeably, you are at eye level. You don’t kink your neck looking up at artwork or looking up at the nose hairs of your buds (trim those suckers!). How totally refreshing to have a conversation face-to-face! And then there’s the gawking. The open mouths. The pointing. Honestly, it’s like driving a Lamborghini Aventador or dating a super model who also happens to an international movie star/humanitarian and is conveniently in the passenger seat of your Aventador (not that I’ve done either one of those things). Heads turn, questions get asked. Your inability to walk worth a damn? Furthest thing from your mind. The Alinker also handled dirt trails just fine, even off-kilter ones, allowing me to get deeper into nature. Just taking an evening stroll with my wife at speeds above 1 mph was beyond uplifting.
