A few months ago, I was able to visit my family north of Lansing where I grew up, and shared with my family how much I enjoy riding and told stories of my interactions with people in the community as I ride through town. My Mom sighed as she stared towards the ceiling, "I want a bike."
This past weekend, two of my younger brothers were able to spend a couple days with me in the "Prison City". I talked to Corey again and asked if I could borrow a couple of bikes for them to ride around Jackson with me. My brothers each picked out a bike and spent the next several hours riding around town and visiting some of the local treasures. Together, we had a total blast riding around town and simply just hanging out. Saturday, we rode back to the Armory Bike Union and I showed them around the shop and together we worked on repairing a children's bike.
I'm realizing that bike culture, at least in Jackson, doesn't have to exclusively revolve around bicycles. Instead, bike culture is all about people and connecting with them through not just the bikes themselves, but riding them, repairing them, and connecting with each other around them. I'm extremely grateful to the ABU for what they're doing in Jackson, and for generously giving my family and myself adventures that we can share with each other.
Sounds like a great time with family!
ReplyDeleteWhen I lived in Taiwan our bikes were often our keys to freedom, solitude, together-time... and our way into the nearby village, to grab some shaved ice, soup noodles, or play on the awesome [not just for little kids] playground. (Not forgetting the late-night stop to listen to the frogs singing in the rice fields on the way home!)
Bikes are definitely a way to take more in while still getting somewhere. I loved the random people we would meet on the way!
(Oh, and btw... out of the corner of my eye, I thought it said "Posted by God Speedy") :P
Ha ha exactly. That's very much how it is with riding bikes.
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