The new ride (and project)

This weekend was the annual community-wide yard sale in my neighborhood. I’ve lived here almost three years but for some reason I had never gone.  It’s a big to-do,  and more than anything it was a reminder of what I love about living in Charleston. There were more people milling around my neighborhood than I’ve ever seen. Yard sale shopping is fun but the best part was being out in the community and talking to my neighbors.

I was looking for bicycle stuff — a basket, headlights, etc. — but I ended up buying a bike.

A man was selling a bunch of these old, vintage bikes and I got the last one. The rest he sold to some collector.

Roadmaster Discoverer

Roadmaster Discoverer

It’s a Roadmaster Discoverer. The only thing I know about them is what I found on the Wikipedia page. It seems to be in OK shape. I’m looking forward to restoring it. The tires have dry rot and will need to be replaced. I’m also gonna try to take the rust off of it.

If you know anything about the bikes, or restoring old bikes, let me know. I’m open to suggestions (read: I don’t know what I’m doing).

 

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Out of commission

The bike is out of commission for a while. Last week I was riding it and the brakes started locking up. I didn’t realize that was the problem at the time though. I was in the middle of traffic when it became more and more difficult to pedal. I went from a nice cruising speed to barely crawling by, putting all of my leg strength in and not going far at all.

Finally I came to a dead stop, got off and pretended to know what I was looking for when I gave it a once-over. Making it worse, there was a man with face tattoos on the corner watching the whole time, giving me the what’s-this-girl’s-problem look. And I was wearing my helmet, so I already felt ridiculous. I pushed it the rest of the way home, mustering up what was left of my dignity and giving the face-tattoo man a nod and a “how’re you?” as I walked by.

I think it’s time to take the $20 bike in for a $30 tune-up.