Pleasant story. When will small son get a Rivendell? I don't tow a child bicycle caravan, but I've been using my Riv/s for grocery shopping at the same stores for 15 years -- I wheel the 2003 in particular thru the aisles -- and apart from a few glances askance from elderly ladies (it's the Tifosi shades, I guess) the reaction is positive: "Nice shopping cart", yesterday. (Tho' I did have a young Fred pipe up about "old steelies". I put him in his place.)
Funny: bicycles in grocery aisles. When my daughter was 2-3-4, we'd go together, she riding, I walking, to the nearby Albertson's where she rode up and down the aisles, first on a high-end tricycle, then on a tiny bicycle. No one snarled, many smiled. But generally, ABQ is bike-friendly. On Sat, Mar 23, 2019 at 9:30 AM George Schick <bhim...@gmail.com> wrote: > It's refreshing to read stories like this one, especially in view of the > area where I live, a major metropolitan area where the local biking blog > carries a constant barrage of posts about commuters being cursed at, > threatened, often physically assaulted, by drivers of everything from Uber > and Lyft vehicles to taxis to delivery trucks and every day drivers with an > attitude toward cyclists. And they usually seem to be ignored by law > enforcement when reporting such an incident. > > On Saturday, March 23, 2019 at 1:15:37 AM UTC-5, Bicycle Belle Ding Ding! > wrote: >> >> >> >> As cyclers (Grant’s word!), it often feels like nobody likes us. You >> don’t need me to expound on this; you know how you’ve had to fight for your >> little piece of the road. But I have had the strangest experiences of late >> - diametric opposites from the norm. I’m garnering favor BECAUSE I am on a >> bike. I’ll start with the most recent and work backwards. >> >> My middle-school aged son had his birthday party today. I did not know P, >> but my son really wanted P to come along. It was rather last minute, and I >> didn’t really think P’s mother would let him attend on account of us having >> never met. I had my son pass along my cell phone number to the parents. >> They never called, but they granted permission for P to come with me to the >> party. As I watched the boys jump at the trampoline park, I decided I would >> sent the photos I’d been taking and say hello via text. P has an >> anaphylactic tree nut allergy and as a mother/registered nurse, I can >> imagine P’s mother’s anxiety. She texted me back and she told me this was >> the FIRST TIME P had been allowed out without his parents. “But you’re the >> one on the bike! I’ve been watching you bike to school with your boys for >> years.” >> >> 2. That same son was begging for his new buddy TJ to come over one day. >> TJ is an only child with adoring parents who are wise enough to say ‘not >> until we meet his mother’. The boys wanted to play basketball at the park, >> so TJ’s dad came to meet me there. After the introduction we both stared >> for a few seconds, feeling a recognition. “Hey, you ride your bike to >> school every day, right? I used to volunteer and direct the traffic at >> school!” It snapped into place for me, too, and I couldn’t believe I’d >> forgotten that. As soon as he recognized me, he had no qualms about sending >> TJ home with us for the day. >> >> 3. A couple months ago, I convinced my two athletic friends to ride bike >> with me all the way into town for coffee. The ride home is straight up the >> mountain for an elevation gain of 900+ feet in only a few miles. It’s a >> feat and when we made it to our coffee shop, the owner of the business next >> door came rushing out, “I’ve been watching you ride your bike to school for >> YEARS! You have two boys, right? What are you doing all the way down HERE? >> Oh, let me watch the bikes for you. I’ll keep them right here so you can go >> have coffee.” He did just that, and when we came to retrieve our bikes, he >> had handfuls of free goodies from his eyeglass store. I almost wish I >> needed glasses now - take my money! >> >> Now don’t you find this interesting? I see it as a triad: 1. Being seen >> nearly every day. When someone is familiar to you, you can’t help but like >> them. At least that’s what they taught me in my psych classes in college. >> 2. Being with kids. The presence of children transforms me from a perfect >> stranger into someone warm and nurturing. 3. A bike that is romantic and >> dreamy. Would I get the same reception if I was in spandex, helmeted atop a >> drop-bar road bike? I don’t think so, because most folks can’t relate. >> Roadies are a small group. But nearly everyone enjoys the sight of a pretty >> bike with swept-back bars and a basket rolling along. Because nearly >> everyone has had that very experience, probably as a child. It just looks >> HAPPY. >> >> Included are some photos of us laden with all the school things, so you >> know what the neighborhoods are seeing. Pictured is my old and beloved >> Betty Foy, my son’s 45 Clem H, and the Red Rocket (Specialized Hotrock to >> you). >> >> And if anyone else has similar experiences of being liked for their bike, >> I’d love to hear them! >> >> -- > You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups > "RBW Owners Bunch" group. > To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an > email to rbw-owners-bunch+unsubscr...@googlegroups.com. > To post to this group, send email to rbw-owners-bunch@googlegroups.com. > Visit this group at https://groups.google.com/group/rbw-owners-bunch. > For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout. > -- *------------------------------------------------------------------------------------* *Still 'round the corner there may waitA new road or a secret gate,And though we pass them by today,Tomorrow we may come this wayAnd take the hidden paths that runTowards the Moon or to the Sun.* --- J.R.R. 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