It always kinda blows my mind that I can meet someone 25+ years my senior, and we get into the same stuff on this very day. We've had all the same failures with these bikes, and know what works and what doesn't - and it never fails . . . I learn something new from all this. These ol' timers that still own their original bikes are the total shit. The guy and his trusty old bike were just the coolest . . . right down to the boxed Camel pack, still in his front pocket.
(that's him in the old framed photo, deerskin vest, same bike)
Terrible with names, but I remember faces....
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