My friend Hugo’s birthday was last week; he rides his bike to work and just about everywhere in Phoenix — even in August. In a tie. Because apparently he has super powers.
When I saw him at Christmas, he mentioned someone had stolen the panniers off of his ride a few weeks back. It took longer than expected, but I whipped up my pattern from this book:
to make a new set of panniers for mi amigo.
Goofy, a bit of African fabric, and totally homemade — but hey. At least now he’s got a bit of help on his ride. (And it was only mildly fulfilling to successfully craft a gift for a man. Other than beanies, and sometimes even beanies, most gifts are well-intentioned flops.)