
I took the old
J.C. Higgins clunker out for a fun ride around town today. It's been a while since I rode the old girl, and it is still a favorite of mine.
There is something liberating about cruising on a beater bike. you don't worry about the machine, you just enjoy the ride. It was an unseasonably cool morning, in the low eighties. Perfect for cruising.
With a Monark front fork, a Brooks B72 saddle, and BMX bars on an old rusty cruiser frame, it's the rattiest clunker bike of my fleet. Still, it is a smooth riding velocipede.

Graced with the lines of a chopper, it looks like it is about to leap forward while sitting still. Locked up in a sea of cruisers, mountain bikes, and road bikes it's an eye catcher. At one time, I was running
a chain guard on the Higgins, but it did not seem to be in keeping with the bike. I removed it and never looked back.
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