Third ride for the Radwagon.
One was the worst of ebikes. One is the best of ebikes. One represented the epitome of shoddy design and poor craftsmanship, and garnered the misplaced contempt and misconceptions regarding ebikes and the growing role of electric vehicles in society. The other provides example of the ingenuity of a small business coupled with a great design to feed a growing movement of eco-conscious consumers who demand alternatives to the status quo. One gave rise to the other, and so neither story can told be told without going to the start.
One of the few pictures of the two Hyper ebikes we bought.
Disclosure, we're already athletes. We gave up buying gas four years ago. We rented a Prius last year, but other than that we consistently ride bikes or speed skate to do our errands in the small California community where we live. Working online with the kiddos attending school online provides for a very quaint kind of existence that neither I nor Hillary expected to be provided the opportunity with as adults. It's amazing.
So, we decided to replace our aging Trek 7100 bikes with a pair of Hyper ebikes. There's a lot of excitement involved you spend thousands of dollars on bikes. We were pretty pumped about them and immediately zipped off to run errands and have a bicycle date. All in all, I think we put about 50 miles on them before they both went back.
Gears are one of those things that bicyclists obsess about. I skipped the chain on the gears the very first time in less than a half mile. Doesn't sound like much, unless you're an athlete, and you have to decide if you're going to cycle like a pansy, or whether you're gonna get on that bike and ride it like you own it. Personally, I'm of the devastate-my-athletic-equipment variety, so I rode mine. By the second day, my chain was skipping off the main crank. The sensors for the motor is on the bottom of the crank and that's where the chain goes when it skips off the crank, so there was some damage.
Soldered the sensor back together after the ill-fated bicycle date with Hillary.
So, I started riding my wife's new ebike because of mine becoming incapacitated even after repairing it. We were sad about the durability and immediately breaking my new bike. It was one of the next mornings that I took my wife's ebike to our Neighborhood Market #5008 and had the encounter with the new ebike hating manager Carlos who called it trash and didn't want it at his store, and then ran across the painted "Peace Out Friend" rock from Rose Nash over at Hemet Rock on Facebook that brought me so much joy, and we finally came to the decision of yeah, it was time to let it go. So, the brand new ebikes went back to Walmart.
And the Hyper ebikes were gone. We stopped shopping at that Neighborhood Market #5008 and ordering anything again from walmart.com, and we activated our Amazon Prime account instead. Life is good like that. We still get the things that empower our quiet little lives where we raise our family, but without the hassle of going to that big Walbox where they treat you like shoplifting cattle to herd through their low cost bargains. Meh. I like Target's wide aisles better. Besides, every time I go there I find something new, like who knew I needed a new lamp shade? Target did. Heck, I might need a neon pink shag pillow too. lol
Next part of the series is coming up next.