So now you know of my newfound love for bicycles. When I was a little kid, I had a Huffy BMX bike, blue with day-glow orange pads. This was in 1979. My family had moved to Chalfont PA from Bolingbrook IL, and as a means to take away some of the sting of getting uprooted yet again, my father had the brand-new Huffy waiting for me when I got there. Prior to that, I had hand-me-downs from my older brother, and I didn't ride much. Once I got my Huffy, however, that all changed.Honestly, I beat the hell out of the thing. Fond of the sensation of flight, I derived great pleasure from jumping curbs, dirt piles, ramps made from sawhorses, etc. This was also before the advent of bike helmet usage, and I somehow survived a multitude of wipeouts. My Huffy was my ticket to everywhere, and I used to take it on epic journeys with my brother. Well, the journeys seemed epic, mostly due in part to its being a single-speed bike and my legs were pumping at a furious pace to keep up with my brother’s ten-speed.
I hit a growth spurt, and I was quickly outgrowing my Huffy. I’m sure it was grateful for this fact because the rims were rather bent up, the rear hub disintegrated, and the crank dissolved. I got another hand-me-down ten-speed, and it got me around. I ran into problems when I continued to ride it like it was a BMX bike, however. When we moved to Plattsburgh NY, I got a Schwinn ten-speed. It was a great bike, but it still wasn’t a BMX bike. At that time, mountain bikes were rare, and I wasn’t even aware if such a thing existed. The closest thing to it that I found was a Huffy Baja, but it just seemed like a ten-speed with knobbies.
We moved again, and I just didn’t ride anymore for a couple years. Mountain bikes suddenly appeared out of nowhere and the scene just exploded. So, I bought a Schwinn something-or-other that was black chrome. I had incredibly lofty aspirations to hit all the state forests and become some type of mountain biking legend, desperately trying to rekindle my BMX love affair. Well, I was a good fifteen years older and woefully out of shape, so the bike got little use. I sold it.
In my usual fashion, I got the bug again. This time was a Mongoose MTB. Again, nice bike, but the inevitable happened—it sat.
Fast-forward a couple years (okay, seven), and I bought the Huffy beach cruiser that I mentioned in the previous post. It was cool for a week, but it lost its zeal quickly. The disinterest was a direct result of frame just being completely wrong for me. I had never actually heard of being “fitted” for a bike at that point, especially in the case of buying an off-the-shelf bike at Target.
Tired of watching it rot in my basement in the winter and my patio in the summer, I decided to convert it into something more suitable, also mentioned in the previous post. That’s my city bike, and it feels like a new bike now. It got me back into biking.
Once bicycles starting piquing my interest about this time last year, I just started noticing more of them and more about them. I was always trying to decide what would be the perfect, all-around city bike. It couldn’t be too flashy, because attention is NOT what you want to draw when the thing is locked up overnight. If not stolen completely, it will often be “liberated” of its components. The ideal solution seemed to be folding bikes. They’re absolutely ingenious; you can take them on the train, and are incredibly easy to fit in your car’s trunk. Our Scion xB can swallow a lot of cargo, but because it’s relatively short, it doesn’t accommodate bikes very well. Two full-size bikes with their front wheels removed *just* make it in there, but there’s room for nothing else.
I did an incredible amount of research on folding bikes, and the name that kept cropping up was Dahon. It’s great working in the city because there are bike shops aplenty. Finding a folding bike in my neck of the woods is no small feat. Demographically, it just doesn’t make any sense to stock these at stores in the suburbs. I took a couple for a test ride, and I couldn’t believe how nicely they rode. They are very intelligently geared, so you don’t need to pedal like crazy to compete with traffic. The riding position is very comfortable, and because the center of gravity is so low, it handles surprisingly well. I decided on a Dahon Vitesse D5. It has a 5-speed hub (internally-geared hubs are my absolute favorite form of multi-gear drivetrains), and it literally takes me ten seconds to fold or unfold it. A thoughtful touch they added is a seat post that is also a pump. Genius.
It fits under my desk at work, but it’s pretty disruptive as I bring it in or take it out at lunch because all eyes are on me when I do---I have to add another ten minutes to my schedule to allow ample time to field questions. My only option is to lock it up on the bike rack outside, but I fear the aforementioned liberation of its components. If someone’s going to molest my bike, let it be the Huffy.I’ve had it for a month now, and I adore it. Yeah, I look like a Shriner when I ride it. So what. It’s a fantastic solution that just happens to be an equally fantastic conversation piece. Incidentally, the MBTA requires one to have the folded bike in a bag if you're going to take it on the train. Dahon makes such a bag, and I refer to it as an "Over the Shoulder Folder Holder".
Sorry.
I've added some links to bicycle stuff. Check 'em out.

