Timmy Tracks

I have noticed over the last few years of an interest for used bikes because of the higher gas prices. Lately the interest has grown. I have a feeling that when gas prices get to $4 a gallon the interest will rise franticly. It will take the pinch in the pocket book for people to realize the benefits and efficiency of the bicycle. Sadly, so many will not realize the health and emotional benefits that are gained from biking. That of which I have felt for over twenty years the true benefits of bicycles. I look at bicycles not as items of consumerism but as an extension of our selves. The bicycle can become a great part of our lives. Through work, play, or spiritual retreat.
I remember when I realized this riding my first real road bike in the Illinois country side. I was free, alive, flying along at twenty miles an hour, but I was not alone. I was one with my bike. Forever I will have a soft spot in my heart for mans true best friend, the bicycle.
For this reason I have a hard time throwing away bicycles. A bike has to be in really bad shape for me to drag its limp body to the curb to be recycled. Most times I am able to revive a bike. Sometimes I am even able to resurrect it from the depths of death.
Fortunately what I have is a lot of orphaned bicycles. Beautiful bicycles waiting to be loved. I have a collection of bicycles just waiting for love that you could give to them. From mountain to road to hybrid to old school Schwinn cruisers. This summer as gas prices sore into the four dollar range, take advantage of the freedom a bike can give you, spit in the eye of the camel and ride a bike. If you don’t have a bike to do the spitting with, then come to me my friend and I will introduce you to the love of your new life. I have an attic full of orphans. Ride a Bike, it’s easy.

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