Quote:What I hate is when folks look at my bike and say, "Hey, that's a cute bike!"
Maybe you shouldn't have painted it pink, after all.
Quote:Seriously, I'm a bit of a newbie rider...how do you get a gallon of milk home on your bike?
Quadruple bag it and hang it over a mirror?
In college I had an old Honda with a luggage rack. I used to bungee a plastic milk crate to it so I could toss books in it etc. I could stick a paper bag of groceries in it and tuck in a few things around it like bottles of beer, etc. The ride home was a couple miles down an old city street. One time I bought too much and could barely load it all. This was long before plastic bags, so I could not make hangers. I tucked everything in as carefully as I could but had to lay a few things on top. A tin of saltines, a few pounds of bananas, bread... I thought if I babied it home I'd make it. I had forgotten that on the straight ride there was a little dip in the road about 1/2 way. I was going a little too fast and when I came back to the top of the dip, my bread, bananas, crackers and a few other odds and ends levitated themselves and hit the road at about 30 mph. Embarrassed, I wanted to drive on, but I was too poor to throw away food. The cracker tin was bent up, the bread got run over by another car behind me and the bananas ground about 1/2 of it's mass away. It looked like someone took a machete and whacked the bananas. I tossed the bananas and breads, but did recover some cans and the crackers. I do remember a beer or pop can (prob beer) had a pinhole or crack and was spinning around the road, spraying well-shaken warm carbonated beverage. That incident just will always stay with me. The sight of the bananas convinced me to keep wearing a helmet.