It's Friday and Koffee Klatch time!

Ya gotta love Fridays...or just like them a little bit. Hopefully you all will get some fun time in this weekend. Remember as a kid when 'FUN' was our main focus instead of a luxury??? And kids think they have it so hard today.

Ah, to be young again. I remember what Charles Schultz (creator of Peanuts comics) wrote once. Being grown up means you can't ride in the back seat any more. Thinking about that really can have a deep meaning. BUT...as a kid remember the fun we had on wheels/bikes. Didn't matter what we had as long as it rolled along on wheels...two preferably. Do you remember your first bike? What color was it and what did it look like?

Since my only sibling was an older brother I got his hand-me-downs as far as bikes were concerned. But after a couple of them he either hung on to them or trashed them riding so hard. So, dad took pity on me and decided to make me the most wonderful bike ever. We didn't have tons of money as dad was a teacher. Back then a teachers salary was about $7-8,000/year. So new bikes for me were not in the game plan. (But I DO remember my brother getting a new bike...hmmmm...lol) Since I had way outgrown the last hand-me-down dad went to work with my uncle as his able assistant. The uncle procured the bike...an old Army bike like the ones you see on MASH. Yep, it was that lovely camo green/gray color. (barf) (shudder)...lol But that didn't stop them. They banged out a few dings and dents, got the chain lubricated and cleaned up the metal surfaces. Then out came the paint. It was <drum roll> a lovely bright lavender!! At that time it was my favorite color. Mom had decorated my bedroom with lavender curtains that I loved so naturally I needed a lavender bike. Oh, I absolutely adored that bike, even disregared the fact that I could barely make it move. It was like peddling a Sherman Tank! That thing weighed at least 857 pounds if I remember right. But who cared?! Getting it up the hill we lived on was mostly pushing but watch out for me coming down. Waahooo...the lavender streak!!! Brakes??!!?? Oh jeez...I had to jump up and down on them to make them work but I never did crash.....too bad. Ahhh, those are wonderful memories even tho I must have looked like a goofball on my lovely lavender bike.

So, what kind of bike or wheeled vehicle did you have as a kid???
Chutzie

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I lived on a farm all my life. We had to use our imagination with all the adventures we so call went on I was the youngest of 2 brothers and 1 sister. I got all the hand me downs. We had motorcycles and a woods to play in. We made tree forts and got together with the cousins 2 fields over. It was like little house on the prairie. The boys took a cow trailer into the woods and dolled it up and plastered playboy pictures over the walls. NO GIRLS ALLOWED. The girls had a treehouse which I am surprised it didn't fall out of the tree. We had alot of good memories in the woods and hayloft. We took bales and made houses. We all had to be home for milking time. My brothers tided me in a calf pen and allowed the baby calves to suck on my hair. those were the good old days. Life was simple and it never seemed like there was a world outside of the farm. My brothers were good to me. Have a wonderful weekend. My daughter turns 8 on Sunday. I will be at work but I will give her a present in the morning. When I am sad I think of the good old days and it brings a smile. cshelp

My first bike was yellow with, I think, a thin red stripe. No "gears" - just a plain old "girls" bike. I remember being excited to put streamers on the ends of the handlebars. I really loved that bike and I think someone gave it away when I got older and later when I went to ride a bike all I could find were the ones designed for Lance Armstrong! Too fancy for me! I guess a smal motorcycle was the next step - although it was my father's. My mother nearly had a heart attack when he taught me to drive it when I was about 13! Couldn't get a license, but drove it through the vineyards. Fun dirt bike riding. With lots of cuts and bruises to show for all the fun!

PaLady

My first bike was a stupid bike!! Couldn't get it to keep up with the other kids. I remember riding with a friend down the road to the elementary school. We came to an intersection and I had really picked up speed and was actually passing my friend, when all of a sudden I realized there was a car coming from the other direction. The reason I picked up steam, was because my girlfriend had the good sense to stop. Meanwhile the flash that I had become was screaming whopee while driving right into the middle of the intersection. What a doophus!! Good thing the car stopped. My girlfriend had the last laugh.

My second bike was bigger, faster and was a light blue/turquoise. I feel very cool when I rode my new bike. No more sorry glances from my friends!

Lindaloo

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Once again i can't remember my first bike,but i'm sure it was one of my older siblings hand me down. There were six of us kids so me getting something new was unheard of.I do know i had a bike i can remember having a wreck on it.
Kay

My 1st real bike was a Teal JC Higgins, my sister got one too....and actually the whole neighborhood got the same exact bikes...lol.  We used to put baseball cards in the spokes with a clothespin, made for an interesting sound when 9 of us were all riding our bikes...oh yeah and we decorated them for all the holidays!  We put a dab of nail polish on the hand grips so we knew whose bike was who's, it was so fun!  Of course, if someone left their bike out all of us got in trouble because our parents always thought it was us who wasn't taking care of our bikes.  The funny thing in those days you could leave anything out in your front yard and it would still be there in the morning.

When I was 22 I graduated to an off road Motorcycle, at 27 I got a Honda Odyssey and began to off road race, actually won the 1989 championship in the woman's division!! 

Thanks for the memories!

XXOO
Patti

Coo, Patti!!!

PaLady

I think that my first bike was shiny purple with streamers & training wheels. But I was very little. I really only remember my mountain bikes. I used my sister's old one for a while -- in the fifth grade, a friend and I used to bike to school together. We live in a tiny rural town, and it was "the thing to do" once you were "old enough." We used to bike all over town, and through some of the corn fields. It was great! The bike that I remember the most was a hunter green mountain bike that I got when I was in middle school. But I can't remember the last time I rode a bike...

Skeye