Make it so...my friends.
Found this little treasure, so trekkie, somewhat the worse for wear and not exactly road worthy, at the Depot this past winter and fell in love with its oxidized sparkle and altogether gallant aspect...I never know the back stories...the provenance, so choose to believe it was a fabulous little steed, traveled away the vast land and rested outside a fine bistro or two. For me it is a wishing bike. Based on the sacred geometry of the Voyageurs corroded spokes, and the maps hidden in the delicate craquelure, auspices are very positive for a roadtrip or two. Vámonos a Voyageur.
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