When I was a young guy living in Sydney, I was walking through the Bondi Junction mall when I happened upon a guy with a bike. He was offering me $100 if I could ride said bike 10 metres or so, and it would only cost me $5 to try.
Now, I was riding A LOT back then – racing most weekends, riding every afternoon in Centennial Park, doing trials… this seemed like money for jam.
I couldn’t even get one metre. And it cost me $20 – in 1992 or so, mind – to figure this out. See, the bike was built so that when you turned the bars one way, the wheel would go the opposite.
I’ve been riding bikes since I was five years old – but I’ve only ever learned to use one rudimentary set of inputs. Check this video out for an interesting insight into the neural pathways we build for ourselves.
Cheers Bike Rumor for the memory jog!
The Ol' Crank 