At a certain point in our lives we need more time than we need more things. Somehow bikes have come to symbolize freedom, and the hours to break free of daily life. Kids. Writing. Dishes. All bonds that can be broken, even if fleetingly, by an hour or two in the saddle.
Here’s my latest essay at RedKitePrayer.com on how my dream bikes are about much more than a desire for shiny new things.