My Schwinn 10-speed was rugged, reliable and cost $100 or so bucks back on 1980.
Nine miles to school and back. No fat on the then-Young Coot. Winter was not fun but it WAS a California low-land winter.
Didn't drive the '75 Civic for pert near a year, other than the occaisonal short drive to keep it alive.....around the block a few times.
That bike and the 10-cent Top Ramen allowed full-time school and part-time work that, in turn, allowed independent adult living while in college.
Times were thight, though. Simple pleasures meant so much....such as being able to buy a pack of turkey hot dogs to slice up and add to the ramen. Did I mention the lack of lard on the body?
Yep, it's true. At one time Young Coot was officialy and undeniably a babe magnet. Sniff. If rich, could have had a harem.
Haven't had a ramen concoction since those days.
What was the topic again?
Oh!!!! El cheapo conveyances.
With luck one can find good deals. Lad should look for a 4-door ugly sedan, the type the fedora-wearing peeking-over-the-wheel-of-steering personnel get-off-my-dern-lawn shouters drive.
Or, used bikes are cheap but could be tough where the frozen particulates fall from the clouds.
