The thrill of the chase, the Voyage of discovery, the deciphering of marketeers from the racketeers through the Ages.
Meeting new friends, hooking up with old friends long since lost in annals of time.
Remembering the cool times, and taking old Tat and making it useful.
There is no greater satisfaction than taking one persons rubbish and refinishing, rebuilding, restoring and then riding that once long forgotten Legend.
This is the definition what "RETROBIKE" means to me.
And Long may it continue...
There have been some great responses to this post and mine is a mixture of them all.
When I was 12 years old my Parents bought me my first Mountain Bike. We weren't especially well off but I was over the moon with my brand new Townsend Smokey Bear!
I took it everywhere and rode it in to the ground. When I was 14 I had completely ruined my Townsend and I bought myself a Raleigh Gritstone from Halfords. I worked in a car sales in Portsmouth every Saturday from 0800-18:00 washing and waxing every car in the show room. At the end of the day I was handed £15. I saved and saved and only spent money once a month to buy MBUK. My Dad matched my savings and I loved that bike so much because I worked so hard to get it. I continued to save my money and spend it on my bike.
For me back then it was upgrades like the DCD and the Go- Fast bars from Club Roost. I used to drool over Rock Shox but could only ever afford Ballistic forks. I knew that when I grew up and had more money, I would buy all the bikes I ever wanted. So that's what I've been doing and will continue to do so!