On 24 Feb 2004 18:59:22 -0800, [email hidden] (Tanya)
Quoted message said:Just wondering what people's fond memories of their first childhood bicycle are.
Warning: Rambling post. Ineffective memory. Bike-un-saavy dad.
I can't remember my first bike. The first bike I can remember, which I think was my second bike, was
a [murray? kent? huffy?] with knobby tires, ten speeds, coaster brake, _and_ hand brakes. Wait, no,
I'm confused...I think the ten-speed (which otherwise fits that description) did not have the
coaster brake -- unless my dad disconnected the coaster-brake arm for me. I seem to remember him
doing that on the bike that had both hand brakes and coaster brake.
Nevermind, not only can I not tell you what my first bike was, but also my second and third. Any one
or two of those three could be imaginary. I can remember seeing the ten-speed off-road bike, and I
can remember being impressed with (and riding) the bike with the coaster brake AND the hand brakes.
I think that may have been the same bike, or maybe not.
Thinking about it more, I now remember it (they?) was (were) preceded by one or more 'bmx'
huffy/murray/kent bikes that I rode very fast, did lots of jumps with, got a permanent scar on my
knee with, crashed a lot, destroyed quickly, and so on.
Ooh, now I can remember the final two bikes of my youth. One was a Huffy mountain bike, black, with
a black plastic cover on the chainrings; shortly after I got it, somebody else who lives nearby got
the same one, and I was called a poser. Then, when that was sufficiently destroyed, I bought (with
my own money, IIRC) a Royce Union "hybrid"; flat bars, thumb shifters, narrow knobby tires with a
very narrow smooth centerline, weighed about as much as me. That lasted me until I was 16 and bent
the fork playing with the front brake in a parking lot. I waited nearly a year and got a car.
I was, er, pretty tough on bikes. My dad was inept at fixing them, which was okay, because I got a
new department-store bike nearly every two years (sometimes one year).
Come to think of it, I was pretty tough on my first two cars too. Nowadays I'm a little less rough,
which is too bad, since I now have a mountain bike and a pickup truck that can handle the rough
life... but it's good that I don't destroy my nice road bike.
--
Rick Onanian