Turns-out Stella has a thing for Ice Bike.
She's a bit of a cowgirl and Ice is...well, at first glance Ice strikes a girl as a bit old fashioned. He's been around the corner a few times. He doesn't go in for that suspension stuff. And gears? Who needs more than a seven-speed cassette?
Ice spent quite some years hanging-out, living the good life, gettin' a bit soft until, as life has it, events started knocking him on the top tube. And, when events start knockin' things start changin'. He's still a bit proper on the outside, but Ice is thinking about things a little differently these days. He picked up some fenders and some studs and now often makes the trek into the city. He's turning a bit urban...the square chic type.
And Stella's liking it.
They got to know each other while they were both hanging-out in the back 40 during part of the winter. I'm not sure how long it will last...after all, she's a dirt girl and he's a city boy, but right now they're both willing to check-out the other side for a bit. Turns-out their roots sprouted in similar places...and when one knows the other's background, really knows it, things go a little deeper than suspension and gears.
They spent part of Sunday bombing around some snowy streets, hit the coffee shop, and she didn't miss the trails at all.
- OB can't keep 'em down on the farm forever, you know