So Littlebluetrike and I set off for a ride late this afternoon. Temp was in the 60s, awesome for Kansas in late December! After a nice cruise down the bike path, we spied some bikes in someones back yard. We looped around down an alley to get to the owners front door. It was at this time I got the first compliment about our bikes I'd ever heard. LBT was riding her stock '68 Town and Country trike and I was on my rat '37 Schwinn, some dude walkin' down the street looked at her, at me then said. "Now, y'all got some real bikes there." I thanked him for his appreciation for our rides. The house we were looking for was easy to find, it had a "Bicycle Repair Shop" sign in front of it. (no need for that in my household). The house was dark, so we decided to go out back. There was the bike repair shop with a sign on it saying that the owner had gone duck hunting (man, I love Kansas!) So we poked around anyway. There was a Worksman with some light rusting on it's chrome, and a couple of older girls Road Masters (w/skip tooth). I'd love to score that Worksman!
Thank's for readin' about my day!
Thank's for readin' about my day!