I wish I had a reason to buy this completely impractical bike.
While this is partially due to land use it also reflects the fact that many [of Seattle’s] Urban Villages are located either on the top of a hill or in the bottom of a valley. Ballard looks more like a Portland neighborhood than a Seattle neighborhood.
The Fixed-Gear Apocalypse is indeed upon us. When the 666th person installs a fixed cog on his or her Cachet, the world as we know it will come to an end, serial retrogrouch and uber-curmudgeon Jobst Brandt will rise from his grave (even though he’s currently alive and well), and we will all meet our fates at the mesh cycling gloved hands of the Four Recumbent Riders of the Apocalypse.
A handful of pix from the Seattle Bicycle Expo.
