We made an errand run across town this morning to pick up bike parts, books, and burritos. As usual, we made a detour to the coffee shop (no Saturday morning errand run is complete without stopping for a cup of joe).
While sipping our coffee we struck up a conversation with a very nice, retired gentleman. He’s an avid rider and was on an amazing, home-built Lightning P-38 clone. Prior to retiring he was a welder by trade (his considerable skill was apparent in the excellent workmanship of his bike) and he’s built many recumbents in collaboration with his friend, the retired engineer. It turns out we’re practically neighbors (small world) and he had rode across town too; the fact that we landed at the same coffee shop at adjacent tables was pretty cool.
One of the best things about using bikes for transportation is all of the nice people we meet. It rarely fails that when we stop for a few minutes someone will ask a question about the bikes; the conversations often take off from there and can lead to almost anywhere. It’s funny that this rarely happens when we travel by car. Maybe it’s our unique bikes that prompt people to speak up where they’d otherwise just pass by. Or maybe it’s that we’re enjoying ourselves so much that our expressions invite conversation. Whatever the reason, the many interesting people we meet are a big part of why we so enjoy getting around on bikes.