A Love/Hate Relationship (i.e. Throwing my Bike off a Bridge)
Ian Harris - Fountain Valley, CA
Memories of your early childhood are some what blurry, but your first bike always stands out
I had to wait a long time to get mine maybe I was 6 or 7, and I don't remember having training wheels or learning to ride, but I must have even though I like to think I just jumped on and cruised of into the sunset.
Not sure where my bike came from I know that it was well used and had rod brakes, it was heavy, high geared and that I lived in the rolling hills of Wales, so we had a love hate relationship based on the direction I was travelling on the hill!
Not sure what ever happenen to it, I remember one time throwing it from a bridge into the river in a tantrum about having to ride it home. Mum sent in to get it and I'm sure I got a whack round the ear.
My second bike was a Raleigh Chopper that I had wanted for ever but that's another story.....