First impression of the ride: A little under geared for the road as I had to coast on the downhills and I would often spin out on the flats. Upright in position compared to anything else I have ever owned. Still on the fence as to whether or not this was a good thing or not. The sensation was good when pedaling.
Ride home: After installation and instruction tutorial on the subtle nuances of the Juicy brakes by Lucky Luke over at BrooklynMachineWorks.com I ended up riding back to the city with LD in the dark and the rain. We headed to the 59th street bridge and as we approached we decided to turn south, ride for awhile and then go over the Brooklyn Bridge. Thus elongating the ride by two times. We rode through parts of Brooklyn that I had only heard about on Beastie boy records. Part industrial, and part inner city blues the ride to the BK bridge was thankfully uneventful.
Why the Brooklyn Bridge when we were so close to the 59th street bridge? It seemed to make sense on the notion that it is not often enough we ride the Brooklyn bridge and while the night's sky threatened rain it seemed to want to stay clear. Like us, the sky decided to change its mind so over the Bridge we rode in the pouring rain. It was fun and for the most part with few pedestrians on the road made for a safe ride. On the other side of the bridge LD and I parted ways. He headed west through the dark caverns of wall street and I headed north in the drizzle of the rain on my brand new IF.
The wet street home were another story: I pedaled home in the drizzle wondering how corrosive the standing water was as I rode through unavoidable puddles with my new beautiful girl. She is sweet to my eyes and I felt guilt for subjecting her to the weather or her maiden ride.
I finally made it home by 11.30. Is it weird that I wanted to sleep next to my new bike? I guess I am single speed guy now. More later on the maiden dirt voyage.
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