Growing up in Iowa in the 80's didn't provide many glimpses into the world of professional cycling. I remember waiting for Mom to come home from Ames (a few hours away which back then could just as well been Switzerland) for the off chance that she'd bring home an issue of Bicycling magazine, my only look into what was possible on a bike. I saved my money and bought a Raleigh. But it was my next bike that really did it for me... a Bianchi. I loved the celeste color, the exotic sounding name, the history, the racing heritage. What was it about Bianchi that struck a 13 year old kid in Iowa? I think it had a lot to do with seeing some of the exploits of that guy on the other end of the phone line... Moreno Argentin.
Great post. I had a series of junk bikes until I bought a used 81 Colnago Super from Rydjor Bikes. I cherish it. You know why.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you're riding too much to be good for you.
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that's good stuff, rory!
ReplyDeletei wanted a colnago in the mid 80's but settled for a schwinn peloton, which was a very nice bike. i still have it.