People are strange.... Free ebike.

sc00ter

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Norfolk, VA
My co-worker works a part time job at Walmart. He sees an older guy (mid to late 50's) riding a cheap mountain bike to Walmart. This guy goes a good distance of 7 miles and has a few bridges to cross. My co-worker has a Addmotor he rarely rides and feels sorry for the cheap mountain bike guy. So I tell my co-worker that I rarely ride my XP 3.0 and he can try both and pick the one he likes. He asked the guy "Have you ever considered a ebike?" and the guy goes "They're to fast!" but my co-worker brings the Addmotor to Walmart anyways. The guy won't even try it, as in zero interest. So my co-worker ended up selling the Addmotor for $200 to anther person. I still have the XP sitting in the garage.

If anyone has been keeping notes I'm NOT EVER offering a ebike to the guy who lost his leg again, the one I gave my old RadRunner to. I guess some people just enjoy taking forever to get to places?
 
My sister is a year younger than me, same way,won't try my girlfriends eather, I feel sorry for her when we hit a 20 mph head wind.
 
People fear novelty or change.
I for example don't like any music more modern than what was around when I was a teenager in the '70s.
At least nobody's suggesting e-bikers be burned like they used to do witches.
 
Ride often with a neighbor with 3 non-motorized bikes, including his default — a gorgeous all-Campy Italian road bike well under 20 lb. Wouldn't try my ebike. Not sure he even wanted to be seen with it.

But after falling behind consistently on some hilly local routes (with me at only PAS 1/9), he started talking about maybe getting a cheap ebike. But only for a very specific purpose, mind you: Ride downhill to the nearest beach (under 1 mile), have a few beers, and ride straight home (all uphill). Nowhere else, strictly utility — not a "real" ride.

After getting left behind many more times on his road bike, he broke down and bought an Aventon Level.2. Still just for the beer runs, of course.

Well, that was 8 months ago. Soon thereafter, he was riding the ebike exclusively — and with more assist than I typically use. Haven't seen the road bike since.
 
Ride often with a neighbor with 3 non-motorized bikes, including his default — a gorgeous all-Campy Italian road bike well under 20 lb. Wouldn't try my ebike. Not sure he even wanted to be seen with it.

But after falling behind consistently on some hilly local routes (with me at only PAS 1/9), he started talking about maybe getting a cheap ebike. But only for a very specific purpose, mind you: Ride downhill to the nearest beach (under 1 mile), have a few beers, and ride straight home (all uphill). Nowhere else, strictly utility — not a "real" ride.

After getting left behind many more times on his road bike, he broke down and bought an Aventon Level.2. Still just for the beer runs, of course.

Well, that was 8 months ago. Soon thereafter, he was riding the ebike exclusively — and with more assist than I typically use. Haven't seen the road bike since.
I've discussed previously my wife's refusal to try an ebike, even though I've offered to buy her a Gazelle (which I can find at a shop within easy walking distance). She's still maintaining that stance. But that just gave me an idea: next time she wants me to try something new, I'll try to bargain with her about trying the ebike.
 
I and Jerzy used to be friends for a long time. We often set off for rides together.

At a time, Jerzy passed 70. I offered I would lend him my Lovelec e-bike with no conditions whatsoever. Jerzy was apparently scared of riding an e-bike and solemnly declared: "I will ride my Wheeler traditional bike as long as my stamina allow it!"

I gave him a brand new set of new Specialized tyres (free!) The old ass tried those perfect rubbers and ordered to swap them for Continentals (as he did not like the feel of Spesh).

Eventually, we fell out because of the political reasons. The old ass couldn't take the loss of the political party he used to support in the general elections. Moreover, he even registered his car ride as a bike ride on Strava.

The man paid small money for a Wahoo ELEMNT bike GPS computer, and he still uses it. He paid chicken money for a PC I sold him, and he still uses that PC.

Everything has its end, even a friendship. The man was offered or given expensive things free and could not appreciate it.
Whatever is free is of no value.
 
Its quite a decision to go for an ebike, its a long road back to peddaling and there are other issues, more stealable, charging, leaving the bike in peoples garages, houses and the very real danger of getting less exercise.
 
Its quite a decision to go for an ebike, its a long road back to peddaling and there are other issues, more stealable, charging, leaving the bike in peoples garages, houses and the very real danger of getting less exercise.
My first e-bike was a Radrunner because others were out of stock. It took 3 years of modification to make it safe and comfortable. The last improvement was bars whose grips allowed a wrist angle what wouldn't cause tendonitis. When I discovered the improvement, I'd already bought an Abound, which I preferred overall. With 3 e-bikes in the garage, the Radrunner was a white elephant.

When the man across the street asked if I had any to sell, I offered to give him the Radrunner. He insisted on paying something. He quickly undid my improvements to make it into a make-believe Honda 50, which had been its selling point. When he rode with his family, he looked silly beside his wife, whose Radrover's seat was raised for pedaling, and his six-year-old, whose seat was also up to pedal.

A few months later he asked if I knew the serial number. A burglar had unscrewed a panel on the back of the garage. He was after the electric motorcycle. Most would consider the Radrover a better bike, but the burglar didn't want it. He wouldn't have wanted the Radrunner if my neighbor had left it goofy looking and functionally superior.
 
My first e-bike was a Radrunner because others were out of stock. It took 3 years of modification to make it safe and comfortable. The last improvement was bars whose grips allowed a wrist angle what wouldn't cause tendonitis. When I discovered the improvement, I'd already bought an Abound, which I preferred overall. With 3 e-bikes in the garage, the Radrunner was a white elephant.

When the man across the street asked if I had any to sell, I offered to give him the Radrunner. He insisted on paying something. He quickly undid my improvements to make it into a make-believe Honda 50, which had been its selling point. When he rode with his family, he looked silly beside his wife, whose Radrover's seat was raised for pedaling, and his six-year-old, whose seat was also up to pedal.

A few months later he asked if I knew the serial number. A burglar had unscrewed a panel on the back of the garage. He was after the electric motorcycle. Most would consider the Radrover a better bike, but the burglar didn't want it. He wouldn't have wanted the Radrunner if my neighbor had left it goofy looking and functionally superior.
That's why I feel fairly confident locking my "frankenbike" to a public rack. Any would be thief will go for the Specialized or the Trek before bothering with mine.
 
That's why I feel fairly confident locking my "frankenbike" to a public rack. Any would be thief will go for the Specialized or the Trek before bothering with mine.
At one time, public racks were probably safe.

In Vietnam, I came to respect a Chippewa not long out of boot camp. He used the name of his village as his surname. I finally found it. It's similar to my town. Both sprang up as trading centers when the railroad came through, and electricity later made industry possible. The structures and streets look typical of an American town, but three aspects stand out: the absence of fences and bushes, the absence of stop signs, and how shipshape everything looks.

I believe they're connected. Without visual obstructions or heavy traffic, drivers don't need the inconvenience of stop signs. If everybody has a clear view of your yard, that's a motive to keep it shipshape. The biggest benefit is security. The absence of cover would discourage a prospective burglar. People used to keeping an eye on the property of others would probably keep an eye on a public bike rack. There are still civilized towns in America.

The town is on a reservation of 1100 square miles, but in the 2000 census, 67% were white, with 17% native and 16% mixed. Ten years later, the population was about the same, but now it was 46% white, 33% native, and 20% mixed. In 10 years, it appears that dozens of whites had become natives. Obviously the natives don't believe in racial discrimination, and it seems that immigration can be a path to tribal membership.
 
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At one time, public racks were probably safe.

In Vietnam, I came to respect a Chippewa not long out of boot camp. He used the name of his village as his surname. I finally found it. It's similar to my town. Both sprang up as trading centers when the railroad came through, and electricity later made industry possible. The structures and streets look typical of an American town, but three aspects stand out: the absence of fences and bushes, the absence of stop signs, and how shipshape everything looks.

I believe they're connected. Without visual obstructions or heavy traffic, drivers don't need the inconvenience of stop signs. If everybody has a clear view of your yard, that's a motive to keep it shipshape. The biggest benefit is security. The absence of cover would discourage a prospective burglar. People used to keeping an eye on the property of others would probably keep an eye on a public bike rack. There are still civilized towns in America.

The town is on a reservation of 1100 square miles, but in the 2000 census, 67% were white, with 17% native and 16% mixed. Ten years later, the population was about the same, but now it was 46% white, 33% native, and 20% mixed. In 10 years, it appears that dozens of whites had become natives. Obviously the natives don't believe in racial discrimination, and it seems that immigration can be a path to tribal membership.
Or inter-marrying and having kids, with some of the old folks dying off or moving to Arizona.
 
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