I'm not young but a couple of years ago I met a man that was definitely older than me.

I can't remember how we started talking bikes but this guy tells me - I believed every word of it looking at at his wiry old body and deeply tanned face - that he gets up in the morning and gets on a beach cruiser style bike and will ride for hours and when he's tired find a telephone at a convenience store or wherever (no cell phone mind you) and call his wife to come pick him and the bike up. No plan, no bike clothes or shoes, no nothing. Just rides until he can't.

This is a real Fred.

I like Fred.