While going through some old photos, I came upon a series showing me with my first bicycle in the summer of 1962. I am certain it was already many-times second-hand when it came to me. It was bright red and had been repainted with a brush. I don't remember actually learning to ride it, perhaps because those balloon tires were so wide the bike would not tip over! I also remember that a few years later it was passed to a neighbour's child and it eventually simply broke in two when the steel frame had had enough.
Tuesday, 1 November 2011
My First Bicycle
While going through some old photos, I came upon a series showing me with my first bicycle in the summer of 1962. I am certain it was already many-times second-hand when it came to me. It was bright red and had been repainted with a brush. I don't remember actually learning to ride it, perhaps because those balloon tires were so wide the bike would not tip over! I also remember that a few years later it was passed to a neighbour's child and it eventually simply broke in two when the steel frame had had enough.
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It's been a long time since that time trial in PA. I saw that you like l'Eroica. I was there this year with a couple of people on a trip. Have a look at the photos at facebook.com/FatManTours - Joao
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