My ride today took me to Bridgeman Park. Bill drove there to meet me, and he brought Black Jack with him. My bike rested on Bill's truck while we walked, and accepted a lift home afterwards.
Here are the "new" shifters. The mechanic turned the bell down, so "I love my bike" can no longer be seen, but I can now reach the ringer without groping for it.
I've decided to make a few blog entries about our walk, as I took about a kazillion photos.