February 20, 2013

Bike Tow

"Shelly, please!" My brother, Kevin, was pleading with his bike for most of our ride. He was having issues with the chain, which eventually snapped and fell off. Luckily, we were within a quarter mile of our destination. My bike has always been something of a workhorse, whether piled with laundry, groceries, or carrying a person perched on the rear rack. This was the first time it acted as a tow truck, though.

Kevin sat on his bike and held the rear rack of my bike as I towed him about four miles to get him to work after our morning climbing session at Boulders Gym. We received some amused looks along the way.

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