tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429197454576425211.post3317970321218383169..comments2023-06-23T08:23:34.894-04:00Comments on The Pipe and Grumble: Three Old BikesWinstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17975027530244662003noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429197454576425211.post-82713245872503080332010-03-09T20:40:47.968-05:002010-03-09T20:40:47.968-05:00Sounds magical.. What a sweet picture you three wo...Sounds magical.. What a sweet picture you three would have made cycling along enjoying the moment. LindaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429197454576425211.post-27595030578233858052010-03-09T19:53:24.169-05:002010-03-09T19:53:24.169-05:00Hear hear! It was a lovely day. There is something...Hear hear! It was a lovely day. There is something to an old bike without all the bells and whistles (though the antique bell is nice) that lets you pedal slowly, take in the view and feel a part of the moment. You don't feel you need to 'beat yesterdays record' or try to 'add another mile' or to do anything to the 'extreme' while downing a caffine filled Red bulled over marketed can of sugar, clothed in spandex and atitude. Just three odd little people, a man with a pipe, a woman in dress hose and hat, and a girl with clip on earings happily cycling along through a warm day, enjoying the trip and feeling free and easy. Good day.50sgalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09250940806307766624noreply@blogger.com