If you have followed along on this long strange trip we call The Hive Block chain social experiment. Then you would know that both G-Dog and I have a few things in common. Brass Balls. That being when we were kids we were fearless. Add a bicycle to the mix and...

B O O M !

Blood, stitches, and amazingly no broken bones. Tough little fuckers we were way back then.

It seems I have always had a peddle bike of some kind. Right now I have three mountain bikes hanging up in the man cave. All through my career in trucking I have had one strapped to my truck until recently. I took many rides when sitting & waiting on freight. But just like my motorcycle that is parked in the cave. Those three bicycle collect dust mostly as it is just so darn dangerous to be anywhere out in the cesspool of humanity. So the rides I take now are all inside my fenced yard. From the man cave to the house. Around 100 meters up hill in both direction.

One time way back when I was out in Texass. And decided I felt like a bicycle ride. The only problem was I had drove off and left my bicycle at home So I walked inside a Wal-Mart and came out with this. (See Photos)

That bike was on the bike carrier I had attached to my Prime Mover behind the sleeper cab between the truck and trailer for several years. But the rides became few and far between. So it now takes up space in my man cave.