Sitting in the local Brewery sipping a frosty pint embracing the surroundings and bantering with the proprietor…
“I need to see what vintage mountain bikes are available.”
“Vintage mountain bike…? That sounds like an oxymoron.”
This makes me ponder and laugh.
Perception plus time equals an almost infinite number of cognitive maps on all things and this translates to more mountain biking for me…most things do.
Perhaps, theres another vintage mountain bike waiting to find me today.
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