Thursday, October 7, 2010
This bike rack has been on the back of my car for a couple of years. Many times I schlepped bikes to open spaces in Denver (there's a sign of a big city if I've ever seen one - places where they have to set aside land to be just... land) so that the kids and I didn't have to risk death by traffic.
I also found it very handy to help me locate my car wherever I parked because anywhere you park in Denver, you park with ten thousand other cars. Before I put the bike rack on I would wander the parking lot rows endlessly, because I am completely inept at remembering such minor details.
Now that I'm a hick living in the middle of nowhere, I have realized I don't need the rack. When we want to ride our bikes we open up the garage and go...wherever. This is the land of endless open space! And finding my car in a parking lot is EASY since I'm now one of the few vehicles that isn't a truck with a dog or two hanging out in its bed.
Just one of those unexpected idiosyncrasies in this fun little town... bike racks not needed.