January 13, 1986
(back from vacation...home sick)
Learning to Fly?
Here I am holding what will soon
be my new set of wings...the
Klein bicycle frame that would
soon be my new Klein bicycle. I kept the aerodynamic waterbottle from my old beat-up Schwinn.
Of course, I bought all the parts
separately and put them together
with the help of my good friend
Lieutenant Bill Keller.
My old bicycle which had taken me
on countless adventures was rusted
beyond repair. Actually, it could have been repaired, but even in mint condition, that old bicycle was just a heavy, delicate boy's bike. I was learning to
fly, and this was my new set of
But to fly, you first have to take
both feet out of the nest. I still
had one foot in, waiting for a
breeze to lift my wings...