My big girl has mastered bike riding! She can start, stop, turn, coast and pedal with no help! Great news, right? Well, the bike that I grabbed for $5 at a yard sale is too small. It was OK for her to learn how to ride, but she needs a bigger bike ASAP.
I was mulling over this, driving around developments today. I saw a number of cool things by the curb (I have a pogo stick to sell, if anyone's interested) but no 20" bikes.
Then, as I was opening up the garage door, I saw the metal guy driving our way. This guy comes around once a week, collects any large metal objects and cashes them in for scrap. I had a sudden brainstorm. I grabbed a broken bike that I was thinking of fixing, dragged it to the curb, and tried to get his attention. Footnote - he's deaf. Not "old guy can't hear anymore" - deaf. So I dusted off my medicocre sign language skills and asked him if he happened to have a bigger bike in his truck so we could trade. He said "Not now, but I have one at home. I'll fix it and bring it by next week. How did you know I was deaf?" "Lucky guess?" I joked. "Yeah, right!" he shot back, laughing at me. I admitted my dad told me. He then proudly showed me the radiator he had muscled into his truck - that thing was 6 feet long and had to weigh 1000 pounds. Whoa! Then he explained he covered about a 20 mile radius in our area, hitting each neighborhood once a week. I guess he must do pretty well - I've never seen him without a healthy load. So he had no lack of bikes, and would be happy to help me trade up. Yippee! I'm going to have to bake something good for this guy - I want to stay on his good side!
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