bicycles

July 5th, 2009 · No Comments · london, thoughts

I’m currently selling my beloved Schwinn beach cruiser for £160. A little info below.

This is my beloved super sweet beach cruiser which I am forced to sell as I have decided to live a more zen-like life. Because of this, I am trying to discard some of my unnecessary earthly possessions, even the ones that make me obviously way more awesome. I have decided that I am still allowed to eat meat and drink booze though.

This bike would suit someone 5’5″ to about 5’11″, who is either very cool, or aspiring to be cooler.

It is a classic Schwinn american beach cruiser alloy frame, with many of the parts having been replaced with lighter, better parts.

It has a rear coaster brake (back-pedal amsterdam style brake) and no front brake. You don’t really need one.

It is relatively lightweight, and not slow as you might think. For example, I rode it from Hackney to Earls Court, and it only took about 45 minutes. On my normal skinny tyred bike, this might take 38 minutes. So it is a very comfy bike to commute even relatively long (London) distances on. This is owing to the sit-up riding position and the giant, double sprung suspension seat that is like a DFS sofa. She is even pretty lively through traffic.

I am selling it for £160. The bike is in great shape – tyres are almost new, brake, cranks, are all tip top. I have just given it a good servicing and re-painted the front fork.

cheers, Ant
anthony.goh@gmail.com

Image from lookingatdamascus

On another note, I have been working on a new bicycle, which I am building up bit by bit. Because of this, I have been looking at other bikes – I have found the sweetest store which sells these amazing stretch cruisers – if I wanted a new bike and had about 550 quid to spare, I would deffo get one…

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After Oddyseus finally comes home after 19 years and kills all the bad guys, his wife Penelope still won’t let herself believe it’s him. In her final ‘test’ she asks someone to move his bed outside the room, to which Oddyseus retorts:

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