Upon my homecoming, I received something wonderful.
My Betty Foy from Rivendell.
She is prettier in person than I could have ever imagine. As far as the name, it comes from a Wordsworth poem, "The Idiot Boy." I don't clearly get the connection between the character in the poem and bike, other than the fact she tears through the countryside searching for her son. But no matter I love the name Betty for another more personal reason.
Betty Jo. My Grandma. As my Grandpa always used to say, "She had class."
So Betty is officially my fast/hill bike. I can already feel the difference on hills. I just need to get in better shape so I can match her abilities. I still have Adelaide for my around-town errands, work commute, and winter rides (if I get enough guts to ride in the winter). But Betty is my "Let's explore some cool new territory," bike. I can already tell there'll be some awesome adventures in our futures.
Here are just some of the little things that make me love her:
- She is larger than most frames built for women (62cm), so she is Kara size!
- The heart-shaped lugs!
- The little apple decals around her name
- Pletscher two-legged kickstand (LOVE! Want to get one for my Pashley.)
- Bar-end shifters, definitely a new experience but I got the hang of them pretty quick.
- Cork grips
- Brooks B17S saddle in Honey
- Schwalbe Delta Cruisers in Cream with a reflective side (Inspired by Lovely Bicycle!)
- Japanese Brass Hammer Bell
- Rear-view mirror
So yeah, the current bike tally: 3. And that's where it is going to stay. I promise! (Until I change my mind which I reserve the right to do.)