The c-clip on the internal hub dislodged and suddenly Robert was unable to pedal or brake. We had a ride to do so I pushed him to Mellow Johnnys where they fixed the hub and we drank good coffee. Not shown is how I also pulled him back to stop. We looked like a couple of stooges at each intersection.
Cyclists get creative when all the lock spots are gone. As I tweeted last night:
Overheard: you know what we need to do right now? Is find an f’ing lock place to lock our bikes or we’re a mile away.
They’ll put bikes in a tree and anything they can get a lock around. Last night after the Mobile Social, bikes were lining the fences, in piles on poles, and hanging from street signs. They got them up on on the signs with the help of a dude on a triple-decker tall bike.
Austin is like a second home to us. Besides the events we do, always enjoy just riding, hanging out, and seeing things like this. Fixed and with legs always in motion, a bit awkward to reach back and grab. Asked and he said, “whatever man…got to stay hydrated.” Cool with us.