I know that I have mentioned my friends Joshua and Kristen. They are some of the coolest, smartest, most community minded couples I know. In addition to being freakishly smart (a physicist? rocket brain surgeon?…what does Joshua do?), J loves bikes. As in, moves Freddy to a safer place when I ride to their house, geeks out about bikey crap with me and drives his kids in a Bakfiets up one of the steepest hills in the city after grocery shopping. Loves loves. So does K, but not to the extent that J does. (btw-she can pretty much knit anything…anything…and will roof your house, make you a wedding dress and cook the best effing mac and cheese in the world for you).
So, they have DUTCH BIKES! In alabama. Startling and wonderful, I know. Last weekend as I was serving up coffee, J pulled up on his Azor. Being the pushy friend that I am, I told him I would take it for a spin while he shopped. Which I did. Of course I loved loved loved it. Here are some photos documenting my wonderful experience, as well as some showing what a badass J is with all the groceries he carried up the hill. This hill is not to be fucked with. It is intense and would kill a lesser man.
coming up: Kristin’s Oma and the Bakfiets! Richman’s FTW