Ken M said:The Wogster said:
Like anything classic, it's for those special days when you feel like
looking back on a time when you were, thinner, had more hair, fewer
wrinkles, and could leg press 500lbs. Nobody had heard of helmets, or
specialty bike clothes, when you didn't need to worry about rent,
mortgages, kids college funds, but worried about whether your zits
were acting up enough that you couldn't ask that hot girl for a
session on the dance floor.
Let me think back, it was 1978, I was 17, (quit doing the math, I
admit to being 44), I had shovelled snow and cut grass for little old
ladies for 3 years, but I had enough cash to buy a "good" bike with my
own money. A Sekine, skinny tires, dark red colour, gumwall tires, 10
speeds. I rode it everywhere, heck it was basic transportation for
the next seven years. It actually travelled by train, twice, so I
could use it at college. I did all my own maintenance, and it looked
about as good when I sold it, as when it had been new, even though
there were at least 70,000km on it.
W
Now that nostalgic!
Okay, here is more of the story:
Funny thing about the train, here I am with a bike box, on a train that
consisted of a 2 unit RDC, and the conducter says to me, "Where you
gonna put that", I point at the luggage rack, said "up there, and your
gonna help me lift it". Yeah he did -- it wasn't heavy, about 25lbs,
but the bike box made it hard to lift in a confined area. That train is
long gone, the Liberals killed it, the Conservatives put it back, that's
how I had found that, the conductor that helped me, had passed on -- RIP
Chester... Then the conservatives killed that train, and the Liberals
have yet to resurrect it -- heck I hope they are going down in this
election anyway..... BTW the return trip, had a car that had a half
passenger half / mail car, and it went in the mail section.
The hard thing for classic bikes, is that often the bike sits in the
garage for most of it's life. To fix it up after say sitting in the
garage for 10 years, doesn't seem worth it, so it goes in the trash.
Right now there are 4 bikes in the garage, 3 are locked up. One belongs
to me, one to my brother-in-law, one to a friend of his, who broke his
arm while hiking -- long story as to why it's in my garage. These are
all fairly new bikes, that see regular use -- at least in warmer
weather. The forth bike belongs to the upstairs neighbours grandson,
looks like it's been there for a long time, and probably will stay
there, rusting in pieces. I asked the neighbour about it, the grandson
doesn't live in this country, so the bike is patiently awaiting it's
owner. If he ever does return, I'll offer to help getting it road
worthy again.
W