Your bike is fine, 27 and a half,
Another standard, I want to laugh,
2 x 10 or 1 x 11,
I'm out rocking 3 x 7
I know your mother, she isn't frigid,
I dated her when forks were rigid,
Take a trip down memory lane,
Zero travel, yet not much pain
It's not the bike, it's how you ride,
I'm ex-BMX, I know how to glide,
Silver beard and thinning hair,
Water bars and 2 feet of air
I got new bikes, thrills they inject,
But retro riding grounds my respect,
I rode it here and I'll ride it home,
My '96 Kona Lava Dome.
[Back story - I took my Lava Dome out yesterday on some single track near home. A group of guys on all the latest gear (and some sweet stuff too I might add) stopped me and, props to them, they loved the fact that I was out on a rigid 3x7 with canti brakes. They got a kick out of what I was riding and I dug the stuff they were on. And I was old enough to be their father...]
Grumps