The Carolina Rambler
Finally riding a big boys bike
Hello everyone! I just got back from a trip to the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina to visit my uncle, and while I was up there I encountered quite a few interesting places and things, and here is one of them. I don't know who owns it, or where they are from, but I call it the "Mad Max Limosine Bike", for obvious reasons. This bicycle was being ridden around at the Hendersonville, NC plant and garden festival, in the down town section. Probably the longest single person bicycle I have ever seen, and no doubt a custom build! even down to the handlebar grips! Like I say, I don't know who owns it, maybe one of yall do. I will say, there were quite a few "Asheville" people there, and some of them are rather a Bohemian or odd bunch, maybe it belongs to one of them . I though it was pretty neat to look at, and a mobile work of art. Thoughts?
And P.S. I didn't squander the trip. I was sure to bring my '47 Columbia Deluxe, and take advantage of some of those steep winding mountain roads. I coasted down for 2 straight miles or more without pedaling not once. Going back up the moutain was a different story though
Here are a few other things I saw up in those hills and hollers:
An abandoned 1800s Mountaineer Cabin, which if I had a little more money I would love to buy it and preserve it for future generations to see; or even rent out to vacationers with a whole lot of work and a new stone chimney!
Beautiful old mountain towns
What was once a fine old mountain home, built in 1873- currently abandoned or used for storage. If you look hard enough, you can almost imagine and see the Square dances, banjos ringing, and maybe someone's grandmaw in a bonnet tending a garden in the yard, way back in the distant past
Ancient Mountain forests covered in tens of thousands of colorful flowers and huge gnarled trees
And P.S. I didn't squander the trip. I was sure to bring my '47 Columbia Deluxe, and take advantage of some of those steep winding mountain roads. I coasted down for 2 straight miles or more without pedaling not once. Going back up the moutain was a different story though
Here are a few other things I saw up in those hills and hollers:
An abandoned 1800s Mountaineer Cabin, which if I had a little more money I would love to buy it and preserve it for future generations to see; or even rent out to vacationers with a whole lot of work and a new stone chimney!
Beautiful old mountain towns
What was once a fine old mountain home, built in 1873- currently abandoned or used for storage. If you look hard enough, you can almost imagine and see the Square dances, banjos ringing, and maybe someone's grandmaw in a bonnet tending a garden in the yard, way back in the distant past
Ancient Mountain forests covered in tens of thousands of colorful flowers and huge gnarled trees