the Long Haul Trucker is gone.
After several days after reconsidering my decision to sell the LHT, I reconsidered that decision.
It was somewhere between admiring the ample application of braze-ons, the spare spoke holders and the simple yet beautiful lugs on the front fork that I started thinking that I couldn't sell this bike. It was the next day that I got back to thinking how little I get to ride it. I thought to myself, "I'll just go on more rides. I'll make time to get out on the bike more than I do now."
If I'm honest with myself, I won't be able to get out any more than I do now. And with a new baby on the way (guess I hadn't shared that news here yet) life will be even more busy. And not in a bad way. I'd rather hang with my kids and wife than spend an afternoon by myself on a bike. I do love riding, but the stage my life is at offers better things that won't last for long. Being with my kids. Spending time in the garage with them, playing hockey with them, having tea with my little girl and shooting bows and guns with my sons. These things are things that I won't always be able to do, and I'd hate to miss this opportunity that I only have right now. The stage I'm at in life isn't a stage for epic bike trips, or hours spent grinding gravel. I do love spinning the cranks, seeing some new town or getting lost on a quiet country back road (and on a small scale live vicariously though those who do these trips), they are just not in season for me right now.
So, I stripped down the trucker, put it back to stock, and sent it off to a new home. I'm quite happy with the sale too. I sold it to a young man who is planning a 6 week cycling trip with his dad through Quebec. It's between his graduating law school and when he has to begin articling. It'll serve him well, and a father and son doing a tour together, that's just cool.