As mentioned in a few previous post, I have been looking for a vintage bicycle to ride around this summer during my travels this summer. Well, after a few mishaps aka I almost had a bike, or couldn't find a way to get a bike up country, I finally own my second vintage bike.
There's a cute little story that goes along with the finding of this bike- the other day I was antique shopping in a office supply/antique store when I cat came out from behind a vintage chair and started meowing at me, LOUDLY. The cat continued to follow me around the circle of antiques, and continued to meow, and even hissed a few times. Eventually the cat backed me into this corner room because I was afraid it was going to bite me (I'm a little afraid of cats and their sharp fangs). Once in said corner, I turned around and there was the bike, sitting in-between a couch and some kind of plastic tubing. I immediately fell in love, and just knew it was a nice bike. So I decided to make my way up to the front and asked the lady working there about the bike, and if she was selling it. To my delight she said it had been sitting there for ages, then offered to pull it out so I could get a better look at it, then offered it to me for $7.50. Needless to say I took her steal of an offer, and left the shop with a new (vintage) bike.
The bike is in great condition, and needed minimal work. I scrubbed it down with some soap and water, cleaned the outside of the internal hub to make it shine, put down the seat, and fixed up the tires.
This morning I have a lovely bike ride planned, and only wish my wonderful boyfriend Scott was here to go on it with me.