Was thinking bout all the bikes I've bought/sold, bought/built/sold, bought/built/kept. Decided I'm going to make a little diary of the journey. When I was a kid I was ACTIVE and biking was life for me. Enter high school, ****** environment which forces you to drive essentially, college. life and it was a distant memory. Something that never happened. Fast forward to about 2015 and I went on trip to Barcelona where I met up with my friend and his roommate and I went out to go look for some girls at clubs. We took a city bike and it was the FIRST time I rode a bike since a kid!!

It all came back INSTANTLY as soon as started riding. And that's all she wrote pretty much. Biking is ******g LIFE and I love ALL forms of bikes and want to explore more and more. I for sure mostly love old vintage steel. I mean what's not to love?

Anyway let's get this ish started!




My FIRST bike after coming back from that Spain trip. Basic ass 6KU in which I changed the handlebars and that was it. Broke my wrist while riding drunk with my boy on this bike and had a couple close calls dude to utter trash brakes. It sits in my house now with a stuck seatpost and is trying to sell it for cheap to anyone who has the time. Good times!!!