Screw cars. That new-car smell wears off and those stinky yellow trees are kind of annoying, dontcha think? Spring is here - time for a set of new wheels. Human-powered pedal style! I get a ton of questions from friends, blog readers, Oregonian readers, and general random strangers about how to go about buying a new bike. Last Sunday I laid down the basics in the Outdoors section of the O.
We're not normal. I know this. I've known this ever since the day so many years ago when I proposed to Sal that we ride our bicycles to the nearest cafe for lunch. "But what will we do with the bikes?" He looked truly perplexed. "We'll just lock them up," I suggested casually. I had my sights set on a bagel sandwich, and the weather was immaculate. The Sicilian's brow crumpled in a way that I'd not witnessed in our two years together.