Rivendell and the folks at the RBW board have made my life better! Besides riding and loving my most awesome Joe Appaloosa, I’ve gotten a chance to meet a few of you through group rides, emails and the board.
Circumstances happen that Leah, aka Bicycle Belle Ding Ding!, and my sister live near each other in the same sprawling NV city. So, when I commented last year that I visit every March, Leah immediately invited me to meet for coffee and chat. Three hours later, which seemed like just 10 minutes, we parted as friends.
So this March, Leah suggested a bike ride. Whoa! Philadelphia is FLAT, where I could ride for two hours and perhaps have a 350’ elevation if I searched for one. She does not live in a hilly area, but in a mountainous area! An incline to her is a hill to me. Don’t worry she told me. There is a small path that runs through a residential area that we can go.
On the day of our planned bike ride, my sister lent me her car and helmet. However, the day started out with me not knowing how to open an automated garage door! (I don’t have a garage, but park under the stars.) It took 10 minutes of texting my sister and brother-in-law until he told me how to open the door. I kept texting Leah that I’d be there ASAP, but I’m stuck inside a garage! She was so kind, saying if needed she’d pick me up, since I was still able to walk out the front door.
I got to ride her TBBITW (The Best Bike in the World) Betty Foy on the way out and her husband’s Clem on the way back. They both rode wonderfully, more upright with their Bosco bars than my Joe A. with its Choco-moose bars, and perfect for a leisurely ride and conversation. All three are delightful bikes. My plan was to keep my Joe A. until I couldn’t swing my leg over it, and then replace it with a Cheviot, the next iteration of the Betty. Thanks to Leah letting me ride her TBBITW, I know that is a good plan.
We talked about everything—kids, family, bikes, Rivendell, salt water pools, organic chicken and quality food, health care, school, scarves. We talked about bikes and the fact that both of us were so happy with our Rivendell bikes that we don’t really want any others. Well… perhaps in a most perfect world, she would have a fabulous red low step through Riv, and I would have a Homer to keep at work for after work riding (Joe A. would reside at my home for weekend rides). In the meantime, we’ll be buying whatever we can from Rivendell to support them. We want them to be around for the long term.
In fact, we had such a great time talking and riding, we forgot to take pictures of our ride, but did so afterwards. There is one of us each enjoying a cup of incredibly delicious coffee at her favorite coffee emporium and one of us with her sweet dog, her TBBITW, and her husband’s Clem. If you look closely, we are both wearing scarves with bicycle motifs—hers given to her by her friend who made both and mine given to me by my friend Leah.
Four and one half hours later we said goodbye. I fondly remember the day and look forward to next March.
Sincerely,
Ryan Hankinson
West Michigan
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With abandon,
Patrick