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What do I mean by bicycle revival? Well, most of us as kids rode the wheels off of one or many bikes, but then at some point laid the bike down in favor of something else (cars, motorcycles, job, health, indifference, etc...).
Being that you are all here now, you either NEVER got out of bicycles or you had something to get you back in the saddle. For those of you who never took your feet off the pedals, thanks for visiting, please read the stories of others, but for the rest of us, like myself, who had a bicycle revival, please tell your story.
I'll start with mine if there are no objections...
As a kid you couldn't keep me off of a bicycle, I remember the day I learned to ride without training wheels, though my memory recalls 2 different times, though both with dad holding the back of my saddle. I started with a solid tire bike from the flea market. Had a blue banana seat bike that matched my sister's (boys and girls frames respectively). Then one Christmas I got my BMX, still don't have any idea what it was, but it had a silver frame, yellow saddle, grips, Tuff "mags", and a coaster brake. I rode that bike everywhere. Then "beach cruisers" were all the fad, so I got a blue one, and rode it till the mountain bike thing took off. Had a couple cheap mountain bikes before my nice Trek in college. (there were other memorable bikes along the way, but I don't want this to be too long).
In college I rode all over campus, all the country roads around Buies Creek, NC, and every 4 wheeler trail I could find. I upgraded to a pricey full suspension mountain bike my senior year, then graduated and got married that Summer. Being married and having a job cut my bike riding time by probably 80%.
Then moving out into the country cut it back even more, although I really only rode mountain bikes (though I had a newer BMX at the time) most of my riding involved roads and in the country you WILL get ran off the road. So that cut me back even more. It was important that I had a nice bike(s) but not that I rode a lot.
Every once in a while I'd get a bike out and ride it to the church, but those were 10-15 mile round trips for a guy who was rarely in the saddle anymore.
Then my revival came.
I got a job at a church and instead of moving outside of city limits, for the first time in 10 years, we lived in the city. I wanted something to get around town on, so I built a 1950 Columbia to put a motor on. Before the motor when on, I took it out for a shakedown ride. I don't know how long it had been since I had ridden a single speed coaster brake only bike, but the memories rushed back. I was hooked and pedaling again.
For me, the revival was the city.
Who else wants to share their revival story?
Being that you are all here now, you either NEVER got out of bicycles or you had something to get you back in the saddle. For those of you who never took your feet off the pedals, thanks for visiting, please read the stories of others, but for the rest of us, like myself, who had a bicycle revival, please tell your story.
I'll start with mine if there are no objections...
As a kid you couldn't keep me off of a bicycle, I remember the day I learned to ride without training wheels, though my memory recalls 2 different times, though both with dad holding the back of my saddle. I started with a solid tire bike from the flea market. Had a blue banana seat bike that matched my sister's (boys and girls frames respectively). Then one Christmas I got my BMX, still don't have any idea what it was, but it had a silver frame, yellow saddle, grips, Tuff "mags", and a coaster brake. I rode that bike everywhere. Then "beach cruisers" were all the fad, so I got a blue one, and rode it till the mountain bike thing took off. Had a couple cheap mountain bikes before my nice Trek in college. (there were other memorable bikes along the way, but I don't want this to be too long).
In college I rode all over campus, all the country roads around Buies Creek, NC, and every 4 wheeler trail I could find. I upgraded to a pricey full suspension mountain bike my senior year, then graduated and got married that Summer. Being married and having a job cut my bike riding time by probably 80%.
Then moving out into the country cut it back even more, although I really only rode mountain bikes (though I had a newer BMX at the time) most of my riding involved roads and in the country you WILL get ran off the road. So that cut me back even more. It was important that I had a nice bike(s) but not that I rode a lot.
Every once in a while I'd get a bike out and ride it to the church, but those were 10-15 mile round trips for a guy who was rarely in the saddle anymore.
Then my revival came.
I got a job at a church and instead of moving outside of city limits, for the first time in 10 years, we lived in the city. I wanted something to get around town on, so I built a 1950 Columbia to put a motor on. Before the motor when on, I took it out for a shakedown ride. I don't know how long it had been since I had ridden a single speed coaster brake only bike, but the memories rushed back. I was hooked and pedaling again.
For me, the revival was the city.
Who else wants to share their revival story?