i ride my mountain bike to the trail head.
yesterday, i'm doing this mundane hill climb up to the trail, and i pass this tiny sign that says "estate sale". 8x11 sheet of paper, with a sharpie.
i ride by and give a quick glance down the long driveway. i see a lone elderly lady sitting by a blanket with some kitchen stuff. i peek stainless. screech!! u-turn and pedal in. i see a 12"all clad skillet. essentially the one thing that would kinda complete my franken-set. tiny sticker..$25. i got her chatting..and she starts crying. apparently this is her husbands cooking stuff. he passed away recently. i dont know if she is the BEST salesperson ever or what..but next thing i know, i am in the big chainring sprinting home for my wallet. i drive back and buy the thing..+ a carbon steel wok. $30 total. she had a 14 or 15" all clad saute pan for $40. too big for me and my wife..but a smoking deal. i think that thing is $300ish new.
i am gonna stuff a lightweight nylon backpack into my camelback..and some spare cash. i pass "estate sales" all the time. riding up that hill the second time was worst than the first..but i did get to wave at the old lady again.
you garage sale guys might be on to something.
