Monday, November 29, 2010

H.G. Wells

H.G. Wells got it. he understood.
he obviously rode a bike.
because these words are his, and they help explain why I keep riding, and riding, and riding.

After your first day of cycling, one dream is inevitable. A memory of motion lingers in the muscles of your legs, and round and round they seem to go. You ride through Dreamland on wonderful dream bicycles that change and grow. ~H.G. Wells,The Wheels of Chance

and this is probably impossible for one to understand until one gets on one's own bike, and realizes that karl kron also had it right, when in 1887 he said this:

All creatures who have ever walked have wished that they might fly. With highwheelers a flesh and blood man can hitch wings to his feet. ~Karl Kron, Ten Thousand Miles on a Bicycle

tricycle, highwheeler, carbon-fiber framed bicycle, it doesn't matter. they all provide wings and dreams, two things absolutely necessary for a vibrant, joyful life.
this is why I ride.

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