UNIVERSAL TRUTH OF CYCLING #5: CYCLISTS FIND THINGS
You want to know what we’re talking about when we explain how cyclists travel through the world instead of just passing it by (like you do in a car)? This is it. When you’re on a bike you find stuff.
Your head is down.
You’re soaking up the world around you.
You feel the wind.
You…hey, is that an allen wrench set in the gutter?
Geography dictates what you find, too. Here in the Southwest we find a lot of tools (all the contractor and gardener trucks bouncing around, spilling tools). In cities like London and NYC you find money. Especially on Saturday and Sunday mornings (from the previous night’s drunken cab passengers fumbling for cash).
In an earlier, more impoverished stage of my life I lived near a “gentleman’s” club and early morning rides meant angry notes from the evening before in the gutter – presumably left on the windshields of cheating boyfriends and such. Such colorful prose. Wish I’d gathered them.
Back to the present day. We find stuff all the time. And you will eventually be able to find some of these items for re-sale in our store once we get it set up. An odd assortment of things. Put it this way, if one of you out there is looking to open a TGI Friday’s, you could buy the whole lot and cover the walls with this crap.
If selling this stuff seems strange, well…it is. But check this out - a portion of the sale price will be donated to charity – to partially offset the karma and try to turn someone’s loss into someone else’s gain. Kinda.
(illustration courtesy, of course, of Rhys. He likes drawing magpies because they find things. Right Rhys?)