scozim 

Most of what everyone else applies for me. I also find such a sense of satisfaction in keeping a rider on a modern bike at bay during my training rides (like last night) or catching and passing them on one of my steel bikes, saying a casual "hi" and continuing on. That periodic "nice bike" comment from another rider makes it so worthwhile. Very rarely does that type of thought enter my mind when I'm looking at a modern CF bike.

Fred Smedley

What do you love about vintage bikes? The same thing I love about Vintage cares, steel and chrome or to more correct polished aluminum...and of course, skinny tubing.

look171

Use to race them and work on them myself, I had no choice but to do it. Now, all I ride are my carbon bikes, but still have a love for the steel bikes of my racing days. They look prettier then the sticker-all-over-bike of today. I don't ride my steel bikes anymore, but like to tinker with then here and there just to remember how fast I use to be compared to how slow I am today. You just can't beat the look of 6" seat post with a Cinelli stem slammed onto the head set.

New Yorker

I like vintage bikes better than modern bikes for the same reason I like steam locomotives better than diesels.
Weird, huh?

uncle uncle

I love being able to ride a bicycle without having the "yes I'm serious, this thing cost over a grand" baggage that comes with a newish carbon crotch badge. My "serious" badge is paint that's worn down to bare metal from years of constant use. I love that a vintage ride can last forever. A friend who can carry you through a lifetime of exercise and sweat and pain and joy; and then be there to carry the next generation. An unending journey machine. I love demonstrating my "overshift and dial back" fine tuning shifting skill (the cycling equivalent of knowing the proper technique of manual shifting a fine sports car). I love the idea that what I've chosen to take a journey on isn't just available to anyone who has the green to plunk down on the counter at the local big bike store. I'm old and scarred and seasoned and obsolete and so is my ride; we are two peas joined in a blur of constant motion and discovery. A freight train of mutual respect. The question shouldn't be "what do you love about vintage bikes", the question should be "what DON'T you love about your vintage bikes". Answer: nothing.