Job hunting goes and goes. There is a promising opening about forty miles away...one way. Long way to go for a job though. I test drove it today.
More "forward motion therapy" on Tuesday. Me and my Fuji will be exploring Umstead Park in the morning. The Peugeot is parked. It was not happy with being taken out Sunday, so it blew it's front tire after being put away by the television downstairs after being ridden quite a few miles. The two wheeled Christine, apologies to Steven King.
Fire engine red with plenty of chrome. It's the original Peugeot UE8M of 1984, but was upgraded extensively a year later by yours truly so it could be ridden up the hills. This means quite a few steel parts got replaced with alloy. This was my primary means of transport for three straight years.
Two years ago, it was refreshed again. Not easy to get original Peugeot parts so I settled for some generic French parts instead.
Well, mostly.....
Being a "Sports Tourer", it came with fenders. Nice to have with mud and water on the roads.
I thought of being the Bicycle Powered Handyman and Punch Guy. Big rack, also French but only a few years old. Only problem though, is the beast is already just shy of thirty pounds and the gearing is a bit tall. A thirty pound toolbox and a few more pounds of power tools? I'll need some serious Wheaties!
The Nervar crank set. I tried to get dust-caps for it but got a very strange look instead. Something about long orphaned French bicycles and parts just does that. Want to drive your friendly bike shop nuts.....just show up with one of these and ask for an inner chain-ring.
Peugeot Electrical Power Company.
The infamous Simplex plastic bodied rear dérailleur. People keep saying unreliable and all that, but somehow, it's always worked for me.
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