Grocery Getter Vélo Part Deux: Franken-porteur!
Terrifyingly beautiful, the Franken-porteur has me dreaming of French escapades of grocery procurement. This thing is ready for a PDX run to Voodoo and Stumptown before hitting the Saturday Market.
Terrifyingly beautiful, the Franken-porteur has me dreaming of French escapades of grocery procurement. This thing is ready for a PDX run to Voodoo and Stumptown before hitting the Saturday Market.
Why riding my bike every day for 30 days this September proves (sort of) that I’m not as much of an ass as I used to be.
Putting together the parts for a rebirth of an old friend into a beast of burden. But without the burden of a car.