From: "PeopleForBikes" <email@example.com>
Date: Jun 27, 2013 6:33 PM
Subject: 10 smart summer bike tips
To: "Daniel Stafford" <firstname.lastname@example.org>
I've been hard-riding both bikes the past couple of weeks, 20-30 miles round-trip at least four days per week.
Both bikes had some old tires on them. (The '72 had original Schwinn tires) Both of them have blown tires on me. The '72 dry-rotted at the bead seal and let the steel strings out on the rear. The '75 got a bulge in the front tire and it blew on the last two miles of a 30-mile cruise.
Enough. I got four new Schwalbe's and have them on the '72. Big Blue gets new shoes tomorrow afternoon.
I rode my '75 Connie (Blue Bird) over to Omega for a spinach-feta-tomato-onion-mushroom omelette with side of fruit, no potato, no toast with coffee.
After breakfast, I rode up Main Street to the Lombard bike shop to buy inner tubes. (I bought three of them for $24.)
Tack on another ten miles today.
I got about a six-mile ride between sites and back last night.
However, I got a flat just as I was getting back to my home base. I heard that sound every cyclist dreads: "POP! Pish...pish...pish...pish..."
Thankfully, I carry a spare inner tube and hand-pump.
I just got the rack and milk crate installed, and the main LED flashers, head and tail.
I still have to get and add the black light LED strobes under the milk crate, and some red and white LED flashers on the front and rear forks, aiming into the wheels.
*Hmmm. I'd have to go with the Rollfast my grandparents gave me on my 8th birthday... Dan
If you ride, you have had a first bike. Maybe that first bike is still your bike today. Or, perhaps, many two-wheeled companions have rolled through your life since.
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Here's the '72 Connie all shined up. She's so bright and sparkly I'm calling her Lightning Bug.
I've lubed all the bearings, deraillures, and chain; she glides fast and nimble.
Next, I'll be adding a rack and orange milk crate, and a bunch if LED's to light up all that chrome in downtown Chicago at night.
I'm stunned at what a beautiful ol' gal I found with $60 and elbow grease. It took me around ten hours to light this beauty back up.
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