It’s a compound French word– argot (slang) for motorcycle and bike. And I finally rode my retro ‘bécane in to work today.
I am so used to the wide grip, handlebars on my mountain bike, that the drop down grips are taking a bit of getting used to. But the bike is fairly nimble and all components are working well.
And riding the bike is just fun; it takes me back to the days of my first ten-speed (although it was from Sears, not Paris.)
Plus I think the bike is goddamn pretty!
One of the things I love most about vintage bikes are the little details from when brands used to care about manufacturing. For example:
It harkens back to a time when there was pride in workmanship and attention was paid to the details. Not like now, where it’s all about the cheapest goods that are generically mass produced.