[from the STMcC archive: September 15, 2006]
Where would Roy Rogers have been
without Trigger? Where would The Lone Ranger have been without Silver?
And Pecos Bill without Widowmaker, or Doc Holliday without Big Nose
The indisputable fact is that every cowboy needs a horse to ride.
And what with the price of gasoline and oats these days, is it any
surprise that many of us urban cowboys have shifted to the two-wheeled
variety of equine transportation?
The other day - just on a whim
- I did a search to see if anything would come up when I
entered in the name and style of my deeply beloved bicycle, THE HUFFY
"GOOD VIBRATIONS" model cruiser. How exuberantly surprised I was to
find myself staring at a photograph of my lovely, faithful "steed."
It's still being made. Hooray! "Classic" cruisers are still in and I'm
still astride mine (even if the "fenders" are long gone.)
tell you about my bike: I bought my Huffy "GOOD VIBRATIONS" cruiser at
Pep Boys in downtown Santa Monica, California, circa 1980. (It looks
identical to the one pictured here.) I've probably logged over 144,000
miles on mine. I used to pedal it every day before work on the beach
bike path for exercise and for just the pure joy of it. My favorite
ride took me from underneath the Santa Monica pier, through the human
carnival of Venice Beach, around the boat slips of Marina Del Rey, and
along the sand through El Segundo, Manhattan Beach, Hermosa Beach,
Redondo Beach, to the outskirts of Torrance, and then back again. Or to
put it more succinctly: My favorite ride was Heaven on Earth!
note: With the barest minimum of maintenance, I'm still riding on "GOOD
VIBRATIONS." Yeah, uh-huh, that's right. About 26 years after buying
my bike, it and
I are still the best of friends; I'm still planting my "cushions" on
its seat and still pedaling along the canals, to the horse track, or to
the grocery store, or to work. Now, how many years have you been
driving your car? Think you'll get 26 years out of it? Will you get 26
years out of your job? How 'bout your marriage? Yeah, what I'm saying
is that "GOOD VIBRATIONS" last and last...
But I had a real
scare recently: The bearings in the doohickey that connects to the
thingamajig had gotten wrecked and the handlebars were loose in the
whatchamacallit. (Rode it that way for over a year anyway.)
took it in to a bike shop and "Homeboy" tells me to throw my best friend
into a dumpster. "Homeboy" says it can't be repaired. According to
"Homeboy" the bike was basically junk when brand new, and that the fork
could break on me at any moment and put me in the hospital.
certain that "GOOD VIBRATIONS" could never hurt me, I put my buddy in
the bed of my truck and drove it from Phoenix, Airheadzona, to Santa
Monica, California, for one last beach bike path ride. I figured that if
it broke on me along the way, I'd just leave it on the beach to R.I.P.
(Rust In Pieces).
Well, we made it from the Santa Monica pier to
Torrance and back, just like the good ol' days! The other riders could
hear us comin' up on 'em because "GOOD VIBRATIONS" was loudly going
"SQUEEEK - KREEEK - RATTLE - GROAN! SQUEEEK - KREEEK - RATTLE - GROAN!"
Other bikers probably thought he was crying in pain, but I recognized
those sounds for what they really were: SINGING! JOYFUL SINGING!
home, Good Friend Melanie suggested that I take "GOOD VIBRATIONS" to
see the nice, old gentleman who owns ROADRUNNER BIKE CENTER in Glendale,
AZ. Two weeks later and only $34.59 lighter, "GOOD VIBRATIONS" is as
good as new and ready to hit the canals again as soon as the weather
cools down! (Why, that dirty dog at the first bike shop! I think
"Homeboy" just wanted to sell me some newfangled, multi-geared "horse.")
one thing concerns me: My bike is clearly labeled "HUFFY - MADE IN
U.S.A." Are "GOOD VIBRATIONS" still made here, or are they now
produced in China? I urge you to investigate before buying because
"GOOD AMERICANS" don't financially support Coummunist countries that
utilize slave labor, threaten their neighbors, imprison the religious,
and force abortions on their women. Right?
Sometimes only poetry can express a cowboy's love for his "horse".
O, my Bike, O, my Horse
We've ridden twenty-six years
You have carried me through
Times of joy and times of tears
We've traveled city streets
And journeyed along the strand
I rarely gave you oil
You never bitched 'bout the sand
You never said, "This is bad!"
You never once complained
(Though I kinda wish you had)
You never bucked me off
Never trampled on my hide
Never had a headache
When I said I'd like to ride
You are my "Black Beauty"
You are truly my best friend
I'll shout it from rooftops
Though others I might offend
Because of you alone
I have known excitations
And more than The Beach Boys
You give me Good Vibrations
I feel so close to you
You are almost like my kin
Throw you in a dumpster?
No, I'll throw that "Homeboy" in!
"A COWBOY NEEDS A HORSE"
~ Stephen T. McCarthy
Welcome back, my friends, to the "Battle" that never ends.
We're so glad you could attend. Come inside! Come inside!
This is 'BATTLE OF THE BANDS' ('BOTB') where you listen to different recordings and vote for the one you like best. A new Battle gets posted on the 1st of each month and on the 7th, I place my own vote, tally 'em all up and announce the winner.
Friend? Foe? Stranger? No matter, ALL are welcome. So pull up a chair, pour yourself 24 oz. of DOG BITE High Gravity Lager (or the poison of your choice) and turn it up to Eleven!
[NOTE: Links to the first year of 'BOTB' (#1 - #24) can be found at the very bottom of this page.]