In Memoriam: The bikes we have lost

[IvonaDestroi]

I was thinking about my old bike this morning, In fact, I realized that not a day goes by that I don't miss her. She was old and rusty, but she was literally made for me. I could sit perfectly straight up on her, and she even had a cup holder for my coffee. $12 out the door at goodwill. She was my fist 3 speed, and I don't think I can ever replace her.

1977 Columbia Sports 3


About 6 months ago I went out to a party. There was a large collection of bikes in the front yard, behind a large ramp that led to the porch, mostly unlocked. Since I hadn't felt like lugging my big heavy chain lock that night, I brought a little wire wrap around master lock instead that I usually used for quick release seats. I locked her up in the bike pile and figured she was safe.

A bit later, I went out front and noticed 2 gang banger-ly dressed young children. One was about 12 years old, sitting on a mountain bike, the other maybe 8, sitting on his handlebars. They were eyeballing the bikes. I even said something to them, I don't remember what. Something about riding on handlebars. I figured she was safe, there was a multitude of party goers out front, they couldn't possibly steal something with so many people there. so I went in the back.

5 minutes later the announcement was made that a bike had been stolen. They had cut her lock and taken her. We rode around a bit looking for her, but she was gone

I miss you Columbia Sports 3!