Where are my tree huggers at?
When I pulled up to park in front of the Sidewalk Cafe for the Isle of Man(hattan) ride, the first bike I saw was a flamey, low slung chopper that bore what appeared to be a fan and a diesel logo on the side. As it turns out, diesel wasn’t just about a penchant for European sneakers and too-tight jeans it was something altogether different. Biodiesel.
Pretty nifty, huh?
The guy riding it, Bear – was a super nice guy. In hindsight I’m quite surprised that I didn’t hear him make any small talk about his deep fat fryer. I guess I should have asked.
When he started the bike and pulled away from the curb, I smelled french fries.
If you’re interested in how the bike evolved, check out WingnutCycles.com.