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Originally Posted by Jim Bremner
I worked at a Bicycle Shop on Main Street in Seal Beach California when this bike was brand new. We sold a ton of these. I wish that life could be as simple as it was in summer of '85 at age 19. The only worries of the day was would lunch come from Nick's Deli or the Taco Shop next door. Listening to KNAC back when it was a New Wave Station prior to it turning Heavy Metal and later to a Spanish Station.
I worked with my best friends who I still keep in contact with. Bikes were our lives and two of us are still in the biz. I still live close to Seal Beach and I would love to retire in that town that we refer to as "Mulberry" in Southern California.
Every now and then I spot a bike from that era and I'll see the shop's decal on the frame. When I placed our shops sticker on bikes that we sold or serviced I would use my pointer finger as a gauge under the front derailleur My finger is a little fatter than it was back in the late 1980's but I still find bikes that had been wrenched on by a younger me.  |
That shop must be Two Wheel Deal (something like it?) near PCH at the end of Main? By 85, we rode down there from LA. Didn't have a car, just started driving. I know what you mean, all my friend and I did was ride and train daily. Nothing was more important to us then riding and the little racing (that was available) on the weekends. Good times. I wish I can go back.