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| chapa, rochester NY |
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| woodlands, TX |
Dear bike, you did me well. You rode me thru places i've only seen on the television or read about in the books. you brought me close to death riding thru trails several times.... i speak as though it's your fault, ..there actually is no fault, we worked so well together that no major accidents ever happened. You've carried me up horse trails in Minnesota, windy cliffs in Tennessee, freezing temps in Boston, snowy paths in South Dakota...even to work. Sometimes you rode through dog shit. Miles and miles and miles. You were dear to me. you took hits for me. several times i almost whapped my foot on posts, and tree stumps but moved my foot and you took the hit. your pedals were soo jacked up. for this i am sorry. You were there with some good times riding with my other human friends. I recall Derek B, Big D, Yvette, Walt, Kat, Urbano, the boys, chapa, Deja,
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| Duluth, MN |
Abe, and a few others who will forgive me for not remembering. Interesting times. Photographic times. I thought I almost lost you in New York, remember that one? i was looking for you for like over an hour walking up and down the confusing streets of Greenwich Village. geez. You sure were a blast. I'm sorry i didn't have a stronger chain on you. You were worth it fo sho. This I regret. No one jacked with you in all these other crazy cities, for some reason i thought you were safe here in your home, San Antonio. I was overconfident in my past experiences. Again. I regret this move the most.
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| NY,NY |
you will be missed. you will be thought about. every time I ride my friend walts bike (which he is loaning me, and for which I am thankful) with the seat that feels like it's going up my butt in a gross way, i'll think of you. You were comfy on the tush. MMMmmmm. Grand ole memories mister bike. Thanks for the good times and the fast speeds, up the hills, down the roads and through the towns. If you find a way to make yourself to some major streets that I ride down on the bus, I will see you. I will call out to you. We will be together again. I will never stop glancing at other bikes that go by me.. NEEVVVERRR!!!! =) Yes, we will be together again.
Godspeed,
the adamus.
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| Niagra Falls |
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| Camera Exchange, San Pedro Dr. SA, TX, just hours before your bikenapping |
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sorry to hear about your bike man :(
ReplyDeleteAdam Cool story, i always like having a bike on atrip. My aunt Melissa got me a white bmx with pegs wen I visited her in Rochester, NY one summer after sixth grade. We had so much fun riding it at the reservoir and up and down Erie river. My Pop and stepmom and I rode in a truck down to Guatemala and we took three mountain bikes strapped to the top and sides of the mazda truck, with covered bed. We rode all the way up a steep mountainous road to a waterfall on those bikes and then back down the steep mountain road in the rain, it was beautiful. Later we rode up and down the western beaches of the north coast of Honduras on them where on the moist sand, water rushing up and hitting our tires as we evaded palm branches in the way. I'm glad you enjoyed having a bicycle on your voyage through parts of North America, Adam. I know a bycicle with memories and experiences can be a sentimental thing. I left my bike that I enjoyed tons at college there in storage and I really miss it. It was a Murray 21 speed mountain bike. And it was so smooth in the handling that really loved riding it. It shifted nicely too. And I rode all around the Pennsylvania suburban villages in the sun and around the virtuously carless campus as well. It was one of the greatest times. Later I came back to Texas and returned to Honduras before coming back up here before 2000. My bikes have come and gone since then as have many of my friends. But I'm happy to still know one of my greatest buds from back then. Happy 2011 Adam, may this year be prosperous and grand for you.
ReplyDeleteMateo Itza.