Bakfiets at the dump

First Saturday with the bakfiets cargo bike

Today was our first Saturday with the bakfiets, and we kept the bike busy haulin’ and transportin’ from 8 am to 5 pm.

My wife took it first, riding it to Jazzercize and then to the farmer’s market. She had trouble leaving with her cargo of sunflowers due to all the people asking about the cargo bike. Questions from strangers are common with the bakfiets.

Around 11am, I used the quick release to raise the seat from her riding position and started on the next trip. I loaded the bike up with over a 100 lbs of yard waste and headed to the local landfill to drop it off. Wrapping the garbage bags in a tarp kept the bucket extra clean.

Bakfiets at the dump

On the way back, I stopped at the new Mexican supermarket for some coconut juice. Coconut juice is a great gatorade alternative!

A single bag of groceries looks ridiculously lonely swimming around in the big bucket. I can only imagine how a single bag must feel in the Siberian expanse of an SUV.

I found myself near Ron and Alisa’s house and stopped by say hello. Their five year old daughter was won over by the bike. She easily climbed in for a ride, thanks to the rock-solid 4-point kickstand and the hidden kid-step on the side of the bucket. She provided a helmet and the bike provided two kid safety harnesses. After two trips down the street and back, she asked to go around the loop “one more time”, but I had to move to on.

I returned home for a break, but soon planned the next outing. Next the bakfiets was loaded up with a bulky garbage bag headed for Salvation Army. A second smaller bag of bike parts was thrown in to take to the Earlham Bike Co-op, and
the ensemble was toppped up with a lamp shade on its way out.

lamp shade delivery

With those two loads dropped off, I picked up another bag of groceries from the Clear Creek Food Cooperative.

Piloting the bakfiets is like pedaling a pick-up truck. I just throw stuff in and go. I don’t worry about special bike bags or how heavy or big the load is. Everything fit easily today. And at the end of the day, there was no gasoline bill to pay: this trip was run on coconut juice! Yes, I exerted some effort at times, but I was also getting in shape and enjoy every minute of these “chores”.