I feel so guilty for selling a bike I love. Like I should be the one paying someone to take it from me, for all the joy, blood, sweat, pain and companionship it brought me. I want my steeds to move on. I do regret many of bikes I've sold. Like the Schwinn Homegrown. I've sat on this bike, stopped, a leg up on a downed tree next to the trail. and looked out across the valley. and listen to the wind, felt light snow, wish I'd brought another bottle, cause I sure was fucking hot and thirsty.
I have all the bikes I need. and If I get anything out of this, its not the cash, nope, that just goes towards bits for cx, its that when you ride my old bike, you buy a bike, it holds you up to a standard, honor, a privilege.
ride on Raleigh