27th Jun 2006
No Longer a Strida Rida
Hard to believe, but somehow I never really blogged explicitly about owning a Strida folding bike. I guess it’s because I owned the Strida for about two years before I became a blogger, so by the time I was blogging, I never really had an occasion to gush about my beloved bicycle. I did, however, give it mad props every day in my old blog design, with a free lovemark ad in the lower left column of every page.
The bike is, quite simply, the best folding bike design out there. Folds in 2 seconds (literally), and you can roll it when folded. Those two features alone distinguish it from virtually every other folding bike out there. Plus, it’s got a cool Kevlar cogwheel and belt instead of chain and gear, which means, quit practically, no grease. And, best of all, it’s got a design so original the biggest downside of the bike is you have to answer questions about it at every traffic light.
I originally bought it because I had a train commute a few times a week to Conneticut, and it was perfect to get from my house to the train and the train to my office and vice versa. Then, after that job ended, I would use it as my neighborhood bike, because I could store it in a corner of the apartment and it was easy to just hop on and run errands when I didn’t feel like unlocking my steet bike from the laundry room. But now, I rent an extra room in our building that I use partly for storage and partly as a workout room. Anyway, I keep my street bike in there now, so no need to unlook it in the laundry room. As a result, I now hop on the street bike for errands. So I haven’t ridden the Strida in about a year.
I’ve been thinking of selling it for a while. Then the other day, I got an email from Robert Granoff, a photographer in Brooklyn who apparently has a tiny apartment (though ironically his specialty is photographing big beautiful ones). He apparently found my mention of the Strida on my blog while googling the topic of folding bikes. A couple of email exchanges later, and he’s the proud new owner of my beloved bike. Treat her well, Robert! I wish you many years of happiness together.
*sniff*
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