the Good Old Days are a thing of the past.
having run the full gamut of biking joys and woes, i am, as of yesterday, the proud owner of a brand new bicycle.
its name is The Zephyr.
upon deciding that i'd soon be purchasing a bike of my very own, i immediately began wracking my brain for name ideas. i had thought "The Mistral," but, as we all know, that is a cold northern wind blown across France and over the Mediterranean via the Côte d'Azur, and for some strange reason, it leaves something to be desired, namely warmth. an infamous bone-chilling wind, albeit poetic, is not quite inspiring enough for a shiny new bike.
i also happened upon the name "Hesperus." i decided to look up its origin, and i'm rather glad i did. the name itself had come upon me suddenly yesterday morning, and i hadn't been able to shake it from my memory. i knew i'd heard it before, and that it must be of some literary substance and worth. indeed, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow wrote a stirring poem on an unfortunate seaworthy vessel of said name. nevertheless, "The Wreck of the Hesperus" isn't a particularly appealing fate for my new vehicle of choice, nor shall the "reef of Norman's woe" be on our list of destinations this summer.
...i've sufficient bike crashes to my credit already.
[no use getting norman involved.]
so, here it is, complete with 21 gears and a bell. we've plenty more miles to spend together! put a light westerly wind [a zephyr, curiously enough] behind us, and we're off! ok, well, where i live it's more like a 40mph blow-you-off-the-road sort of continual gust, but that's where the old "strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow" comes in, right?
let the adventures of Anne and her Zephyr begin.
2 comments:
Anne is having an influence on your sub-conscience. All three of the names in this post are in one of the Anne movies. She's a beut by the way.
Ring true with the bell on the handlebars!
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