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Y-Foil Round? – Bike Snob NYC

I’m at present studying (or technically re-reading) “Massive Sur and the Oranges Of Heironymus Bosch” by Henry Miller. If this sounds pretentious, please observe that the one purpose I picked it up was that I used to be working to the lavatory and it occurred to be the closest piece of printed matter at hand. Had there been a replica of Mad subsequent to it I can guarantee you I’ve gone with that as a substitute.

Anyway, I’m nonetheless studying it, regardless that I’ve completed going to the lavatory, and in so doing I used to be amused to come back throughout the next:

Solely now am I noticing the typo within the phrase “fortune.” That however, two issues happen to me:

  • I learn this guide as soon as earlier than like, I dunno, 30 years in the past? To my data, that is the primary occasion in fashionable prose of utilizing the value of a used fixed-gear as a measure of inflation, and I’m wondering if it subconsciously impressed my creation of the PistaDex;
  • The used observe bike Henry Miller purchased from a six-day racer is the Holy Grail of hipster bikes, and simply an important bicycle in twentieth century literature–even moreso than George Plimpton’s Y-Foil:

Considering this, I puzzled to what extent bicycles performed a job in Henry Miller’s life, and was stunned to seek out the next:

Wait, is that Rivendell’s Instagram? No! It’s Henry Miller and his bike!

This is Rivendell’s Instagram:

As you possibly can see, they’re just about indistinguishable. And simply think about Rivendell had been capable of get their arms on Henry Miller’s naked bars…

They positive do love twine over there. I wager they even apply it to their toothbrush handles.

As for the bike, is it doable that’s the used six-day fixie outfitted with a coaster brake?

I’m positive somebody who’s both: A) An professional on classic bikes; II) 118 years outdated; or 3) Henry Miller’s ghost will weigh in with an opinion.

Regardless, the person didn’t fuck round when it got here to pant-cuff retention. And talking of literary figures and bikes, it’s in all probability factor this bicycle-themed fever dream by no means hit the massive display:

Although I feel I’ll have simply discovered the supply materials for David Byrne’s subsequent Broadway present.

Transferring on from prose to the prosaic, I proceed my routine of early morning highway rides:

Which frees me up for a day of half-assed parenting:

It ain’t Massive Sur, but it surely’ll should do.



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