I’m currently on the other side of the country visiting family, and we were recently going through old photos when I found this treasure. I think this picture is from 1977, and this is my first bicycle. My dad rescued it from the dump, and fixed it up with some new tires and electrical tape.
I still remember my first solo ride. I was telling my dad not to let go of the back, but he wasn’t answering me. I looked back, and was horrified to see him 100 yards behind me waving! I panicked, and dumped the bike on the street.
I remember liking this bike quite a bit until one day, one of the neighbor kids told me it was a girls bike. I didn’t believe him, and went to my dad to clear things up. Once it was confirmed to be a girls bike, it wasn’t long until I got my first boy’s Schwinn Stingray. Now to find a picture of that bike…
I’m still scratching my head, wondering why they stopped putting backrests on bicycle saddles. Seems likea good idea to me! Sure would make those long hill climbs relaxing.