stolen…a legacy ends

I had this old Kuwahara since 1983.  It was still solid as a rock.  I gave it to my son a couple of months ago as a city commuter bike.  He kept it in the bike storage at his apartment and rode it to U of M daily.  Wierd how premonitions are.  For some reason I had the certain feeling that it would get stolen when I gave it to him.  This is the thing that sucks so much about cycling.  The odds of getting a bike stolen must be about 50%.  This is the third one that I’ve had stolen since living in Steinbach (although this was stolen in Winnipeg).  What’s your story?  How many MIT members have had a bike stolen?  Why do you think there are so many people who seem to feel that it’s no big deal to steal a bike?  As the popularity of cycling grows and people value quality bikes, I think this is going to become a big deal.  Even replacing this old Kuwahara would cost about $500 to get something of comparable quality.  Ah well, tis the season to be jolly…better to give than to keep, or something like that.

3 thoughts on “stolen…a legacy ends

  1. Sorry to hear about your bike loss, Ron. I’ve never had a bike stolen, but I have had my car broken into (twice, actually) and many items stolen. I felt violated! I think I understand your pain. I guess it means you’ll have to replace it with a new one!

  2. RJ, my thoughts are with you. I had my bike stolen from work 2 years ago. It was in early fall and my Nishiki moutain bike that I had bought from the Wpg Police auction for $40. I enjoyed that bike and when one enjoys a bike you make it yours, adding fenders, rear rack, lights and bar ends. That bike even had great set of slicks on it to reduce the vibriation of the knobby tires it came with. I started walking to work that day.
    The next spring I took a shortcut to work through a number of busniesses on hwy 12. There among the bushes I noticed those bright crome bar ends I had put on my nishiki. Under the rubble was my bike!
    With alittle lov’n she was up and running again. For the next two years I rode that bike to work each day, and locked it up each time it was parked at work.
    Well in August of this year it went bang as my rear axle broke leaving work. Pat @ Body Driven Sports handled it gently as I took my new Rocky Mountian Metro communtor on a test ride.
    The Nishiki has a new rear axle and was placed at the MCC Thrift store in Steinbach. Haven’t seen it on the streets yet and sometimes I miss that bike.

  3. I know that indignant feeling all too well. Four of my bikes have stolen over the years. First, my Trek 660, then it’s replacement Raleigh, later my Trek 830 and Kim’s Steve Bauer. The only one that we ever recovered was the Steve Bauer. Shortly after Kim and I moved to Winnipeg from Toronto, it happened. Returning home one evening, we noticed footprints and bike tracks in the newly fallen snow leading out of our fenced yard. I didn’t know what to do – the police would record the theft but not investigate and we couldn’t afford to replace it. So I looked around and picked up the trail in the snow. I followed it about a block into another yard. I looked behind some bushes and there it was. What a relief! So I stole it back. We still use this bike – it is now a cottage bike.

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