Additional to yesterday’s put up, and digitization laying waste to humanity, do you ever get the sensation that you simply’ll someday be pedaling by way of a blighted hellscape of bricked Vanmoofs and inoperable Fowl scooters?
Yea, the time shall come when all these cursed mobility corporations shall go bankrupt. Severed from their deserted apps, these infernal contraptions shall not operate. In every single place, legions of the possessed shall fall face first upon the pavement as their conveyances fail:
And on this present day solely the true believers–those that journey human-powered bicycles–shall be spared. Smugly, we will survey the panorama with perverse satisfaction as we pedal in good circles anyplace we select. The clipless, the toe-clipped, and the flat-pedaled alike shall rejoice collectively and solid apart their meaningless variations. The Roadies shall dance with the Retrogrouches. The Bikepackers shall lie with the Stunning Godzillas. Metal and crabon shall not conflict; as a substitute it shall be cast collectively into frames of unparalleled power and a featherbed journey high quality, laterally stiff and eternally compliant. The Time-Touring Retro-Fred shall lastly return from the Planet Tridork, and a Nice Peace will reign for a thousand years:
Or one thing.
However sure, the times when you could possibly hold a machine going simply so long as you have been capable of battle off the rust are disappearing within the rearview mirror, as now they’re all “good” and as such have to be related to a central mind:
Fuck it, I’m shopping for a Plymouth:
Luckily for cyclists, there are nonetheless choices for these of us who refuse to relinquish the simplicity of yesteryear:
The Homer began life as an upright rambler:
However it’s since developed right into a type of be-fendered sport roadster and I have to say it excels in its present guise. It feels snug but quick and lightweight on its toes, and between the lengthy wheelbase, the large gear vary, and the drop bars, hitting the climbs really feels good–you simply roll over that crumbling street floor and hold downshifting seemingly endlessly with that silky-smooth friction shifter such as you’re sinking right into a thick down mattress cowl.
It actually makes you marvel what all that fancy fashionable street bike tech is for, sort of like whenever you drink a glass of cool, refreshing water and marvel what the hell the purpose of alkaline water is:
I admit I additionally didn’t know who Andrew Jackson was once I noticed this truck, and within the strategy of discovering out I got here throughout this video of him driving inconsiderately in Tokyo:
He’s a formidable rider and I did my greatest to get pleasure from it, however I stored anticipating him to collide with a pedestrian on these little aspect streets, which made me nervous:
However at the very least he was sporting a helmet.
