|My Bike has a soul...||Ince|
Jun 16, 2001 12:04 AM
|I just realized this, because I haven't had my road bike (my first) for very long, and have never really listened to it. Its strange how a good bike will whisper to you: "you could ride that way, but if you just make this one little change, you could be sooo much better"
I have an old bike, but I'm still the first owner. New stuff is great, but there's also something about old bikes that just lends itself towards a soul. Beautiful lugs on a steel frame. Little accents on the parts, and an elegance that some new bikes just lack. Until you stop to listen to your bike, examine all the little details, all the hidden strengths and weaknesses, your bike really isn't your own. It's just this thing you ride. After you know your bike, you can ride like most people only dream of. You can fly.
|Yes, a bike should be a partner, not a possession.||Wailer|
Jun 16, 2001 9:54 AM
|My bike is similar to a really good friend...||biknben|
Jun 16, 2001 12:21 PM
|...without any of the BS.
Treat it with respect and it will serve you well. Abuse it and it will let you down. It will never lie to you. It will never bail out of a ride at the last minute and give you some lame excuse. It never leaves you hangin. It's always standing there ready to go and ride.
|A relationship||mike mcmahon|
Jun 16, 2001 12:35 PM
|As in any worthwhile relationship, really getting to "know" a bike takes a while. Wailer mentioned this and I agree with him completely. My newest bike is only 3 months old and I'm noticing new little things on it all the time: developing a relationship with it. One thing I would recommend to everyone is to let a friend ride your bike (not too long) and ride along to see what it looks like in motion. I recently did this and really liked the way my bike looked, examining it from all angles and noticing new little things I hadn't seen before.|
|And a mistake||mike mcmahon|
Jun 16, 2001 12:43 PM
|I said that Wailer talked about developing a relationship with the bike. My bad; Ince said it.|
|It laso speaks to me when it's not quite right........||Len J|
Jun 16, 2001 1:26 PM
|If I'm willing to listen. After a while I can get so in tune with my bike tha I can sense something amiss. Again similiar to a close relationship.|
|It also speaks to me when it's not quite right........||Len J|
Jun 16, 2001 1:28 PM
|If I'm willing to listen. After a while I can get so in tune with my bike that I can sense something amiss. Again similiar to a close relationship.|
|Is it going to heaven?||Dog|
Jun 16, 2001 5:11 PM
|Ok, it's a bad joke, an attempt at poking fun at myself for taking the Christian thread far, far too seriously and inappropriately. I'm trying to lighten up.
Jun 17, 2001 7:36 AM
|My church says they don't baptize bikes...bummer. I'm not sure what this means for the DB's eternal future. However, I'm pretty sure I'm not going to heaven now...I scratched the logo last week! How bad is that!?!? My bike still isn't speaking to me.|
Jun 17, 2001 6:28 PM
|If bikes don't go to heaven, then count me out! Wouldn't be much fun without my Zep'. Easy for me to say, as I'm not convinced there is an after-life.|
|mine lost its soul....||Woof the dog|
Jun 17, 2001 2:28 AM
|Because I realized that a bike is merely a bunch of components, although together creating something rather beautiful. You would know what I mean after replacing a frame + fork, wheels, a shifter along with new cables, bar, pedals, deraillure, cassette, saddle, seatpost, etc. etc. etc. in the course of two years. So, where do I find the soul of my original bike? My cranks or my stem? What really counts is not the soul of the bike, but a soul, or rather fitness of a rider. Now go out and ride the damn thing, and quit yer yuppin'.
Woof, the replaceable (sp?) dog.
|purely a machine||Dog|
Jun 18, 2001 7:43 AM
|I go through bikes and components so much (I get bored and try new things -- it's a weakness), that it's hard to get attached to them. Every week, it seems, I'm reconfiguring something or another, from climbing, road racing, or long distance mode. It's difficult to even think of the bike as "A bike", rather than a bunch of parts that I've momentarily assembled for a particular purpose.
I don't even come close to thinking of the bike having a soul, or even being an entity. Just a bunch of parts.
Now, my old 1980 Bianchi, I may not think of it as having a soul, but maybe like an old dog which has accompanied me on many a hunting trip.
|I agree. Now, a guitar . . . . . . nm||bill|
Jun 18, 2001 8:24 AM