I have a new bicycle.
I still think any-old bike is better than no bike. That we suffer from a scourge of excess gear. That pedalling is the one essential to a great ride.
But, when I succumbed to the Oma’s sturdy charms, I discovered what it is to ride a Better Bike.
I tried tweaking my old faithful hybrid’s set-up to ride as comfortably and smoothly for those rides longer and faster than I cared to tackle on the Oma. Changed handle-bars, handgrips, saddle, fenders. The old blue Specialized had been Good Enough. After all my work is was Even More So.
But it was not a Better Bike.
My sister says she’s really enjoying her new bike. She says it’s so much better than what she was riding before.
Better being a relative term.
And so now I have a new Better Bike . . .
(for more details see about the BIKING)