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  1. There's probably an equivalent Australian news article (archived somewhere) about the late 19th century in say, Melbourne or Sydney. No doubt there's problems highlighted in this article that the *new 21st century bicycle craze* could encounter as well. :o Now attempt to envisage a time when bikes were 75% of road traffic...

    ****************************************
    Bicycling craze swept city in 19th century
    http://www.democratandchronicle.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20060522/NEWS0204/605220319/-1/COLUMNS

    (May 22, 2006) — They had practiced all that winter of 1879-80, these Rochester Bicycle Club members, learning to ride their new contraptions. Late in April, "nine hardy men emerged and rode boldly through the streets," Rochester historian Blake McKelvey wrote.

    It was a small beginning, to be sure. And yet by 1897 there would be an estimated 40,000 bicycles on the streets of Rochester. What happened in the intervening years was nothing short of extraordinary.

    "It was a crazy time that swept across the nation with a fervor rarely matched in history," Edwin Sayers wrote in an August 1985 article for Upstate Magazine. "Like kids around a Christmas tree, America reveled in its new toy. For the first time ever a person could go a reasonably long distance under one's own power and still get home by nightfall without collapsing from exhaustion. It was transportation on the cheap, a highly personal way of conquering distances that seemed close to miraculous."

    In 1881, for example, in its "Bicycle Briefs" column, the Democrat and Chronicle noted that in a single day W.H. Leonard and W.W. Reid "took in Henrietta, Scottsville, Caledonia, LeRoy, Bergen, Chili and Churchville ... on their wheels. The roads were good and when home again their cyclometer showed the distance gone over to be fifty-six miles."

    Rubber handles had just been introduced, the column added, "and prevent the rider's hands from slipping, which is the case with horn or ivory handles."

    A good thing, too. These early cyclists needed all the help they could get. Their "high wheelers" were cumbersome contraptions that could easily cause the rider to take a "header." In 1888, the introduction of the "safety" bike, with smaller wheels that kept the rider closer to the ground, provided a breakthrough in public interest. The following year, nearly 700 bicycles were sold in Rochester, nearly a fourth of them to women.

    One result was a "surge of city folk into the countryside," McKelvey notes. "Thousands of young men, and a few women too, hastened to demonstrate their powers by peddling out to neighboring picnic groves." Many joined bicycle clubs, one of which sponsored construction of a cinder path to Charlotte in 1889.

    When the city banned bicycles from city sidewalks, demand increased for bicycle "sidepaths" along the major roadways. Some indication of the immense popularity of cycling can be gleaned from what happened next. An association of cycle clubs sold bicycle tags in 1896, McKelvey noted, and "soon netted over $1,000 for the construction of cinder paths." By the end of the 1890s, more than 130 miles of sidepaths had been constructed in Monroe County, "thus bringing many outlying villages and hamlets within the range of venturesome city folk."

    This was a particularly liberating experience for women, who "shed acres of crinoline, shortened their skirts and joined men in the new sport of cycling."

    But it was a positive annoyance for police and city officials who had to scramble to cope with a rash of accidents. "The bicycle is a great institution. If any one doubts its power let him get in front of a 'safety' and allow himself to be knocked down," insisted an editorial in the Rochester Union and Advertiser on Sept. 11, 1893. "Many people of Rochester have involuntarily had that experience, and, moreover, have gained it while walking quietly on the sidewalk, a part of the street generally supposed to be intended for the special use of pedestrians."

    Indeed, by the mid-1890s, "with nearly 20,000 wheels in the city ... accidents were being reported at the rate of 100 a day. ... Scarcely a day passed during summer months without at least one arrest, and of the many injuries to pedestrians or cyclists, at least a dozen proved fatal," McKelvey noted.

    In addition to being banned from sidewalks, cyclists were limited to 10 miles per hour (8 in the central district). Bicycle police were sent out to catch the speeders. "Scorchers arrested," said one headline.

    Especially revealing was a breakdown of traffic along major city streets between 9 a.m. and 7 p.m., prepared by the city engineer in October 1897.

    The numbers for East Main Street were as follows: loaded wagons, 687; empty wagons, 1,584; carriages, 1,300; bicycles, 7,041.

  2. cfsmtb said:

    But it was a positive annoyance for police and city officials who had to scramble to cope with a rash of accidents. "The bicycle is a great institution. If any one doubts its power let him get in front of a 'safety' and allow himself to be knocked down," insisted an editorial in the Rochester Union and Advertiser on Sept. 11, 1893. "Many people of Rochester have involuntarily had that experience, and, moreover, have gained it while walking quietly on the sidewalk, a part of the street generally supposed to be intended for the special use of pedestrians."

    Indeed, by the mid-1890s, "with nearly 20,000 wheels in the city ... accidents were being reported at the rate of 100 a day. ... Scarcely a day passed during summer months without at least one arrest, and of the many injuries to pedestrians or cyclists, at least a dozen proved fatal," McKelvey noted.

    In addition to being banned from sidewalks, cyclists were limited to 10 miles per hour (8 in the central district). Bicycle police were sent out to catch the speeders. "Scorchers arrested," said one headline.

    I see that the attitude of the press hasn't changed. I wonder haw many "at least a dozen" constituted.

  3. Resound said:

    I see that the attitude of the press hasn't changed. I wonder haw many "at least a dozen" constituted.

    Ooooo, anywhere btw 4 - 6 to upwards of 10 - 18. Or even that symbol that looks like 8 lying on it's side .. 😄

  4. In aus.bicycle on Tue, 23 May 2006 16:36:08 +1000

    cfsmtb said:


    There's probably an equivalent Australian news article (archived
    somewhere) about the late 19th century in say, Melbourne or Sydney. No

    The bicycle opened the outback.... Shearers and swaggies used
    bicycles to get around as horses were expensive to buy and keep and
    coaches were expensive to use and didn't go everywhere.

    If you were on the tramp looking for work, a pushbike was almost a
    necessity.

    I don't know how many were in use in the cities but they were used
    heaps in the main grazing country. Not so much in the NT and Top End,
    but definitely in Vic and NSW. Not sure about WA, but likely.

    Zebee

  5. Aye, many a prospector made his way out to the Kalgoorlie region on a
    pushbike during the gold rush of the 1890's.

  6. Zebee Johnstone said:

    In aus.bicycle on Tue, 23 May 2006 16:36:08 +1000

    cfsmtb said:


    There's probably an equivalent Australian news article (archived
    somewhere) about the late 19th century in say, Melbourne or Sydney. No

    The bicycle opened the outback.... Shearers and swaggies used
    bicycles to get around as horses were expensive to buy and keep and
    coaches were expensive to use and didn't go everywhere.

    If you were on the tramp looking for work, a pushbike was almost a
    necessity.

    I don't know how many were in use in the cities but they were used
    heaps in the main grazing country. Not so much in the NT and Top End,
    but definitely in Vic and NSW. Not sure about WA, but likely.

    Zebee

    form the Sydney Mail, 25 July 1896:

    MULGA BILL'S BICYCLE by A.B. "Banjo" Paterson

    'Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that caught the cycling craze;
    He turned away the good old horse that served him many days;
    He dressed himself in cycling clothes, resplendent to be seen;
    He hurried off to town and bought a shining new machine;
    And as he wheeled it through the door, with air of lordly pride,
    The grinning shop assistant said, "Excuse me, can you ride?"

    "See here, young man," said Mulga Bill, "from Walgett to the sea,
    From Conroy's Gap to Castlereagh, there's none can ride like me.
    I'm good all round at everything as everybody knows,
    Although I'm not the one to talk - I hate a man that blows.
    But riding is my special gift, my chiefest, sole delight;
    Just ask a wild duck can it swim, a wildcat can it fight.
    There's nothing clothed in hair or hide, or built of flesh or steel,
    There's nothing walks or jumps, or runs, on axle, hoof, or wheel,
    But what I'll sit, while hide will hold and girths and straps are tight:
    I'll ride this here two-wheeled concern right straight away at sight."

    'Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that sought his own abode,
    That perched above Dead Man's Creek, beside the mountain road.
    He turned the cycle down the hill and mounted for the fray,
    But 'ere he'd gone a dozen yards it bolted clean away.
    It left the track, and through the trees, just like a silver steak,
    It whistled down the awful slope towards the Dead Man's Creek.

    It shaved a stump by half an inch, it dodged a big white-box:
    The very wallaroos in fright went scrambling up the rocks,
    The wombats hiding in their caves dug deeper underground,
    As Mulga Bill, as white as chalk, sat tight to every bound.
    It struck a stone and gave a spring that cleared a fallen tree,
    It raced beside a precipice as close as close could be;
    And then as Mulga Bill let out one last despairing shriek
    It made a leap of twenty feet into the Dean Man's Creek.

    'Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that slowly swam ashore:
    He said, "I've had some narrer shaves and lively rides before;
    I've rode a wild bull round a yard to win a five-pound bet,
    But this was the most awful ride that I've encountered yet.
    I'll give that two-wheeled outlaw best; it's shaken all my nerve
    To feel it whistle through the air and plunge and buck and swerve.
    It's safe at rest in Dead Man's Creek, we'll leave it lying still;
    A horse's back is good enough henceforth for Mulga Bill."

    SteveA

  7. Zebee Johnstone said:

    In aus.bicycle on Tue, 23 May 2006 16:36:08 +1000

    cfsmtb said:

    There's probably an equivalent Australian news article (archived
    somewhere) about the late 19th century in say, Melbourne or Sydney. No

    The bicycle opened the outback.... Shearers and swaggies used
    bicycles to get around as horses were expensive to buy and keep and
    coaches were expensive to use and didn't go everywhere.

    If you were on the tramp looking for work, a pushbike was almost a
    necessity.

    I don't know how many were in use in the cities but they were used
    heaps in the main grazing country. Not so much in the NT and Top End,
    but definitely in Vic and NSW. Not sure about WA, but likely.

    Zebee

    Hey Zebee - have you seen/read "The Bicycle and the Bush"
    by J. Fitzpatrick? Basically a public version of the
    author's history PhD. A good read and lots of nice
    piccies.

    http://www.hesperianpress.com/booklist/title_information/bicycle_and_the_bush.htm

    DeF.

    PS A google for this turned up hits on George Bush
    falling of his bicycle - FFS!

    --
    e-mail: d.farrow@your finger.murdoch.edu.au
    To reply, you'll have to remove your finger.

  8. "gpw" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
    news:[email hidden]...

    Quoted message said:

    Aye, many a prospector made his way out to the Kalgoorlie region on a
    pushbike during the gold rush of the 1890's.

    There was a lot of excitement and interest in early long distance cycle
    trips, in the 1890's and early 1900's- north-south across Australia,
    east-west , and around, etc.

    Trevor Briggs, a mate of mine in Sydney, did a number of "centenary"
    rides, to commemorate the first cyclists to ride from Perth to Sydney,
    Adelaide to Darwin, Melbourne to North Queensland, Adelaide to Sydney etc.
    His last centenary ride in 2001 was to mark the first around Australia ride
    in 1901 by Richardson. Trevor started in Albury and did about 10000 km
    around Australia but tragically was killed near Ballarat on his way home.
    Strong northerly crosswind and a truck maybe going too close. I did the
    Adelaide to Darwin ride with him in 1997.

    From my notes:
    Jerome Murif was the first cyclist to ride from Adelaide to Darwin, in 1897,
    long before any roads were built. He followed the railway at first to its
    head near Oodnadatta, then rough tracks along the Overland Telegraph line,
    which led on northward to Alice Springs and Darwin. He relied on isolated
    cattle stations for food and sometimes went thirsty for days through the dry
    centre. He described his epic journey in a book, "From Ocean to Ocean". I
    found a copy in the Northern Territory Library in Darwin. A ground sheet,
    some basic clothes and equipment, a little food and a pistol were all he
    carried - a real light-weight tourer.

    fb

  9. Resound said:
    cfsmtb said:

    But it was a positive annoyance for police and city officials who had to
    scramble to cope with a rash of accidents. "The bicycle is a great
    institution. If any one doubts its power let him get in front of a
    'safety' and allow himself to be knocked down," insisted an editorial
    in the Rochester Union and Advertiser on Sept. 11, 1893. "Many people
    of Rochester have involuntarily had that experience, and, moreover,
    have gained it while walking quietly on the sidewalk, a part of the
    street generally supposed to be intended for the special use of
    pedestrians."

    Indeed, by the mid-1890s, "with nearly 20,000 wheels in the city ...
    accidents were being reported at the rate of 100 a day. ... Scarcely a
    day passed during summer months without at least one arrest, and of the
    many injuries to pedestrians or cyclists, at least a dozen proved
    fatal," McKelvey noted.

    In addition to being banned from sidewalks, cyclists were limited to 10
    miles per hour (8 in the central district). Bicycle police were sent out
    to catch the speeders. "Scorchers arrested," said one headline.

    I see that the attitude of the press hasn't changed. I wonder haw many
    "at least a dozen" constituted.


    I love the idea of being chased down by bicycle police. The only copper
    I have (ROTFL) personal experience of is out there somewhere, riding a
    bike and possibly reading this news group, and she aint ever catching me 🙂

    Dave

  10. dave said:

    I love the idea of being chased down by bicycle police. The only copper
    I have (ROTFL) personal experience of is out there somewhere, riding a
    bike and possibly reading this news group, and she aint ever catching me 🙂

    Dave

    I watched one of the bike cops chase down someone (not an athlete) on
    the Time Trial circuit during the Comm Games. She gave him a bit of a
    head start but caught him eventually.

    DaveB

  11. DaveB said:
    dave said:

    I love the idea of being chased down by bicycle police. The only copper
    I have (ROTFL) personal experience of is out there somewhere, riding a
    bike and possibly reading this news group, and she aint ever catching
    me 🙂

    Dave

    I watched one of the bike cops chase down someone (not an athlete) on
    the Time Trial circuit during the Comm Games. She gave him a bit of a
    head start but caught him eventually.

    DaveB

    The cute blonde? THe really small one

    Ok if I didnt have the "never with coppers" rule and I didnt have Kathy
    I 'might' have let her catch me 🙂

    Dave

  12. "SteveA" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
    news:[email hidden]...

    Quoted message said:


    Zebee Johnstone said:

    In aus.bicycle on Tue, 23 May 2006 16:36:08 +1000

    cfsmtb said:


    There's probably an equivalent Australian news article (archived
    somewhere) about the late 19th century in say, Melbourne or Sydney.


    No

    The bicycle opened the outback.... Shearers and swaggies used
    bicycles to get around as horses were expensive to buy and keep and
    coaches were expensive to use and didn't go everywhere.

    If you were on the tramp looking for work, a pushbike was almost a
    necessity.

    I don't know how many were in use in the cities but they were used
    heaps in the main grazing country. Not so much in the NT and Top End,
    but definitely in Vic and NSW. Not sure about WA, but likely.

    Zebee

    -form the Sydney Mail-, 25 July 1896:

    *MULGA BILL'S BICYCLE by A.B. "Banjo" Paterson*

    'Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that caught the cycling craze;
    He turned away the good old horse that served him many days;
    He dressed himself in cycling clothes, resplendent to be seen;
    He hurried off to town and bought a shining new machine;
    And as he wheeled it through the door, with air of lordly pride,
    The grinning shop assistant said, "Excuse me, can you ride?"

    "See here, young man," said Mulga Bill, "from Walgett to the sea,
    From Conroy's Gap to Castlereagh, there's none can ride like me.
    I'm good all round at everything as everybody knows,
    Although I'm not the one to talk - I hate a man that blows.
    But riding is my special gift, my chiefest, sole delight;
    Just ask a wild duck can it swim, a wildcat can it fight.
    There's nothing clothed in hair or hide, or built of flesh or steel,
    There's nothing walks or jumps, or runs, on axle, hoof, or wheel,
    But what I'll sit, while hide will hold and girths and straps are
    tight:
    I'll ride this here two-wheeled concern right straight away at sight."

    'Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that sought his own abode,
    That perched above Dead Man's Creek, beside the mountain road.
    He turned the cycle down the hill and mounted for the fray,
    But 'ere he'd gone a dozen yards it bolted clean away.
    It left the track, and through the trees, just like a silver steak,
    It whistled down the awful slope towards the Dead Man's Creek.

    It shaved a stump by half an inch, it dodged a big white-box:
    The very wallaroos in fright went scrambling up the rocks,
    The wombats hiding in their caves dug deeper underground,
    As Mulga Bill, as white as chalk, sat tight to every bound.
    It struck a stone and gave a spring that cleared a fallen tree,
    It raced beside a precipice as close as close could be;
    And then as Mulga Bill let out one last despairing shriek
    It made a leap of twenty feet into the Dean Man's Creek.

    'Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that slowly swam ashore:
    He said, "I've had some narrer shaves and lively rides before;
    I've rode a wild bull round a yard to win a five-pound bet,
    But this was the most awful ride that I've encountered yet.
    I'll give that two-wheeled outlaw best; it's shaken all my nerve
    To feel it whistle through the air and plunge and buck and swerve.
    It's safe at rest in Dead Man's Creek, we'll leave it lying still;
    A horse's back is good enough henceforth for Mulga Bill."

    SteveA

    I really do want to try a penny-farthing. It's the ultimate fixed gear.
    Someone at work today used riding one from home to work as a metaphor for an
    impossible act. I came over all thoughtful and said I thought it'd be quite
    doable. I'm a shortarse so I'd probably only be riding a 60-65" wheel and
    provided it didn't get away from me down a hill (I don't think I'd fancy
    trying to brake at all hard on one of those) it'd be a fun ride. Said
    cow-orker looked at me funny and changed the subject.

  13. Resound said:


    I really do want to try a penny-farthing. It's the ultimate fixed gear.
    Someone at work today used riding one from home to work as a metaphor for an
    impossible act. I came over all thoughtful and said I thought it'd be quite
    doable. I'm a shortarse so I'd probably only be riding a 60-65" wheel and
    provided it didn't get away from me down a hill (I don't think I'd fancy
    trying to brake at all hard on one of those) it'd be a fun ride. Said
    cow-orker looked at me funny and changed the subject.

    You really should of come down to the Farrens last fortnight or so ago. 'Dozens' of penny farthings and xtreme fixie action. If you dare .. 😄

    http://www.flickr.com/photos/63757337@N00/126320294/
    http://www.flickr.com/photos/63757337@N00/tags/farren/

  14. On Tue, 23 May 2006 21:16:31 +1000, "Resound"

    [email protected] said:

    I really do want to try a penny-farthing. It's the ultimate fixed gear.
    Someone at work today used riding one from home to work as a metaphor for an
    impossible act. I came over all thoughtful and said I thought it'd be quite
    doable. I'm a shortarse so I'd probably only be riding a 60-65" wheel and
    provided it didn't get away from me down a hill (I don't think I'd fancy
    trying to brake at all hard on one of those) it'd be a fun ride. Said
    cow-orker looked at me funny and changed the subject.

    sure I remember reading of someone buildind a penny-farthing for his
    kid who rode it to school. Basically the same as tricycle with only
    the one rear wheel so maybe the dynamics are better for a young kid.

  15. cfsmtb said:

    There's probably an equivalent Australian news article (archived
    somewhere) about the late 19th century in say, Melbourne or Sydney. No
    doubt there's problems highlighted in this article that the *new 21st
    century bicycle craze* could encounter as well. :o Now attempt to
    envisage a time when bikes were 75% of road traffic...

    ****************************************
    Bicycling craze swept city in 19th century
    http://tinyurl.com/qt2r2

    (May 22, 2006) — They had practiced all that winter of 1879-80, these
    Rochester Bicycle Club members, learning to ride their new
    contraptions. Late in April, "nine hardy men emerged and rode boldly
    through the streets," Rochester historian Blake McKelvey wrote.

    It was a small beginning, to be sure. And yet by 1897 there would be an
    estimated 40,000 bicycles on the streets of Rochester. What happened in
    the intervening years was nothing short of extraordinary.

    "It was a crazy time that swept across the nation with a fervor rarely
    matched in history," Edwin Sayers wrote in an August 1985 article for
    Upstate Magazine. "Like kids around a Christmas tree, America reveled
    in its new toy. For the first time ever a person could go a reasonably
    long distance under one's own power and still get home by nightfall
    without collapsing from exhaustion. It was transportation on the cheap,
    a highly personal way of conquering distances that seemed close to
    miraculous."

    In 1881, for example, in its "Bicycle Briefs" column, the Democrat and
    Chronicle noted that in a single day W.H. Leonard and W.W. Reid "took
    in Henrietta, Scottsville, Caledonia, LeRoy, Bergen, Chili and
    Churchville ... on their wheels. The roads were good and when home
    again their cyclometer showed the distance gone over to be fifty-six
    miles."

    Rubber handles had just been introduced, the column added, "and prevent
    the rider's hands from slipping, which is the case with horn or ivory
    handles."

    A good thing, too. These early cyclists needed all the help they could
    get. Their "high wheelers" were cumbersome contraptions that could
    easily cause the rider to take a "header." In 1888, the introduction of
    the "safety" bike, with smaller wheels that kept the rider closer to the
    ground, provided a breakthrough in public interest. The following year,
    nearly 700 bicycles were sold in Rochester, nearly a fourth of them to
    women.

    One result was a "surge of city folk into the countryside," McKelvey
    notes. "Thousands of young men, and a few women too, hastened to
    demonstrate their powers by peddling out to neighboring picnic groves."
    Many joined bicycle clubs, one of which sponsored construction of a
    cinder path to Charlotte in 1889.

    When the city banned bicycles from city sidewalks, demand increased for
    bicycle "sidepaths" along the major roadways. Some indication of the
    immense popularity of cycling can be gleaned from what happened next.
    An association of cycle clubs sold bicycle tags in 1896, McKelvey
    noted, and "soon netted over $1,000 for the construction of cinder
    paths." By the end of the 1890s, more than 130 miles of sidepaths had
    been constructed in Monroe County, "thus bringing many outlying
    villages and hamlets within the range of venturesome city folk."

    This was a particularly liberating experience for women, who "shed
    acres of crinoline, shortened their skirts and joined men in the new
    sport of cycling."

    But it was a positive annoyance for police and city officials who had
    to scramble to cope with a rash of accidents. "The bicycle is a great
    institution. If any one doubts its power let him get in front of a
    'safety' and allow himself to be knocked down," insisted an editorial
    in the Rochester Union and Advertiser on Sept. 11, 1893. "Many people
    of Rochester have involuntarily had that experience, and, moreover,
    have gained it while walking quietly on the sidewalk, a part of the
    street generally supposed to be intended for the special use of
    pedestrians."

    Indeed, by the mid-1890s, "with nearly 20,000 wheels in the city ...
    accidents were being reported at the rate of 100 a day. ... Scarcely a
    day passed during summer months without at least one arrest, and of the
    many injuries to pedestrians or cyclists, at least a dozen proved
    fatal," McKelvey noted.

    In addition to being banned from sidewalks, cyclists were limited to 10
    miles per hour (8 in the central district). Bicycle police were sent out
    to catch the speeders. "Scorchers arrested," said one headline.

    Especially revealing was a breakdown of traffic along major city
    streets between 9 a.m. and 7 p.m., prepared by the city engineer in
    October 1897.

    The numbers for East Main Street were as follows: loaded wagons, 687;
    empty wagons, 1,584; carriages, 1,300; bicycles, 7,041.


    There's a whole book on the subject. Find a (now very rare) copy of Jim
    Fitzpatrick's `The Bicycle and The Bush' (1983).

  16. "cfsmtb" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
    news:[email hidden]...

    Quoted message said:


    Resound said:


    I really do want to try a penny-farthing. It's the ultimate fixed
    gear.
    Someone at work today used riding one from home to work as a metaphor
    for an
    impossible act. I came over all thoughtful and said I thought it'd be
    quite
    doable. I'm a shortarse so I'd probably only be riding a 60-65" wheel
    and
    provided it didn't get away from me down a hill (I don't think I'd
    fancy
    trying to brake at all hard on one of those) it'd be a fun ride. Said
    cow-orker looked at me funny and changed the subject.

    You really should of come down to the Farrens last fortnight or so ago.
    'Dozens' of penny farthings and xtreme fixie action. If you dare .. 😄

    http://www.flickr.com/photos/63757337@N00/126320294/
    http://www.flickr.com/photos/63757337@N00/tags/farren/

    --
    cfsmtb

    I was at home hacking and moaning with a throat infection unfortunately.
    Surely Farrens don't let patrons test ride the exhibits? I am so going there
    if they do. 😄

  17. Resound said:

    "cfsmtb" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
    news:[email hidden]...

    Quoted message said:


    Resound said:


    I really do want to try a penny-farthing. It's the ultimate fixed
    gear.
    Someone at work today used riding one from home to work as a metaphor
    for an
    impossible act. I came over all thoughtful and said I thought it'd be
    quite
    doable. I'm a shortarse so I'd probably only be riding a 60-65" wheel
    and
    provided it didn't get away from me down a hill (I don't think I'd
    fancy
    trying to brake at all hard on one of those) it'd be a fun ride. Said
    cow-orker looked at me funny and changed the subject.

    You really should of come down to the Farrens last fortnight or so ago.
    'Dozens' of penny farthings and xtreme fixie action. If you dare .. 😄

    http://www.flickr.com/photos/63757337@N00/126320294/
    http://www.flickr.com/photos/63757337@N00/tags/farren/

    --
    cfsmtb

    I was at home hacking and moaning with a throat infection unfortunately.
    Surely Farrens don't let patrons test ride the exhibits? I am so going there
    if they do. 😄


    A number of years ago, they used to have a swag of bikes that people could try. But I think that these days with liability issues...
    Damn fun and very satisfying learning how to ride a penny.

  18. slaw said:

    A number of years ago, they used to have a swag of bikes that people could try. But I think that these days with liability issues...
    Damn fun and very satisfying learning how to ride a penny.

    Fig: A
    http://www.flickr.com/photos/63757337@N00/126301695/

    Fig: B
    http://www.flickr.com/photos/63757337@N00/126301694/

  19. On 2006-05-25, cfsmtb (aka Bruce)
    was almost, but not quite, entirely unlike tea:

    Quoted message said:

    http://www.flickr.com/photos/63757337@N00/126301694/

    Where does the quick release skewer go?

    --
    TimC
    I hate mornings. I know they hate me back, too. -- Joel Gluth

  20. In aus.bicycle on Fri, 26 May 2006 14:15:00 GMT

    TimC said:

    On 2006-05-25, cfsmtb (aka Bruce)
    was almost, but not quite, entirely unlike tea:

    Quoted message said:

    http://www.flickr.com/photos/63757337@N00/126301694/

    Where does the quick release skewer go?

    Well.. you know how when you have an.. umm.. moment on a bike, and
    you sorta clench the cheeks and... Well, it's the only way you get off
    the bike.

    Are you sure you want to ride a penny farthing?

    Zebee

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