The Kindest Compliment a Guy Can Get on His 20-Year Old Bike
We’re just back from DALMAC, our awesomely epic bike tour from Lansing, MI to Mackinaw City, covering 377 miles in four days. I’ve got a lot to write about this one, but little time… because I’ve gotta be out the door in a few minutes to meet my friends for a post-DALMAC, Labor Day, Monday Funday ride. I managed to get a few posts lined up before we left, but in the end, I didn’t have enough to fill every day and I needed the vacation… But I’m back, and happier for it.
I’ll get the DALMAC write-up done later, but for now; cruising down the home stretch, the final ten miles yesterday, a new guy we met from Canada who rode with us all weekend long, as we’re cruising down the road at 25-26-mph (41-km/h, for you Randy and Sue), Randy asks of my 1999 Trek, “Now, Jim, is that bike brand new?” It’ll be a classic next year.
I almost got a little misty. Mission accomplished, baby.