Ladies and gentlemen, I submit for your approval, the Dharma Bum.
She's a 1946 J.C Higgins, completly re laced, refurbished amd regreased. I gave her a 'new' seat but everything else is original.
I decided to takes some pics while on one of my 9 mile rides on the Airline Trail.
These pics was taken on the beginning of the ride on the other side of the gate where the trail crosses my road.
It was a brisk November morning,about 32 deg. F when I started my ride.
Here we are at mile marker 7, the first marker I come across about a half mile in.
Peddle, peddle, peddle.
Mile marker 8 dissapeared a while back and some good natured soul stacked ths pile of rocks in it's place. I just finished reading Jack Kerouac's 'The Dharma Bums' and in the book markers like this, they call them ducks in the book, are used by moantain climbers and hikers to mark the trails. I saw the marker 8 pile on one of my rides and was inspired to give my bike the name I did. The main character prided himself in the minimalism with which he led his life. I think this bike captures that spirit of minimalism.
Peddle, peddle, peddle.
Mile marker 9
Peddle, peddle, peddle.
Mile marker 10
Peddle, peddle, peddle,
This trip ends where the trial crosses RTE 85, thats where I turn around and take the return flight home. The ride home is a slight down hill grade for the most part. Thats the best part.
Well I hope you enjoyed the trip as much as I did. I am blessed to have such a beautiful trail so close to home and enjoy sharing the experience. I really wanted to convey that I built this bike to be ridden and building it was as much fun as it is to ride. Good luck to all the other builders, there certainly are some great bikes and hope my bike is up to the challenge. Looks like it's time this bum had a bath.
Godspeed. Doug.
She's a 1946 J.C Higgins, completly re laced, refurbished amd regreased. I gave her a 'new' seat but everything else is original.
I decided to takes some pics while on one of my 9 mile rides on the Airline Trail.
These pics was taken on the beginning of the ride on the other side of the gate where the trail crosses my road.
It was a brisk November morning,about 32 deg. F when I started my ride.
Here we are at mile marker 7, the first marker I come across about a half mile in.
Peddle, peddle, peddle.
Mile marker 8 dissapeared a while back and some good natured soul stacked ths pile of rocks in it's place. I just finished reading Jack Kerouac's 'The Dharma Bums' and in the book markers like this, they call them ducks in the book, are used by moantain climbers and hikers to mark the trails. I saw the marker 8 pile on one of my rides and was inspired to give my bike the name I did. The main character prided himself in the minimalism with which he led his life. I think this bike captures that spirit of minimalism.
Peddle, peddle, peddle.
Mile marker 9
Peddle, peddle, peddle.
Mile marker 10
Peddle, peddle, peddle,
This trip ends where the trial crosses RTE 85, thats where I turn around and take the return flight home. The ride home is a slight down hill grade for the most part. Thats the best part.
Well I hope you enjoyed the trip as much as I did. I am blessed to have such a beautiful trail so close to home and enjoy sharing the experience. I really wanted to convey that I built this bike to be ridden and building it was as much fun as it is to ride. Good luck to all the other builders, there certainly are some great bikes and hope my bike is up to the challenge. Looks like it's time this bum had a bath.
Godspeed. Doug.
