I don't usually get to tinker much. I work. I write. I take and process pictures. And on rare days, I even paint. But not a lot of tinkering with stuff. No woodworking - even though I do know how. No working on cars anymore, even though I graduated from Greer Technical Institute (Automotive) with an offer to come back and teach. There's just too much else to do and no where near enough time to do it as it is.
The bicycle represents the opportunity to tinker, a bit. I have new tires for Roscoe (the bike's name). I have a noseless saddle for Roscoe, as well - something that looks like this. See? No nose. Protect the Family Jewels. Ride No Nose!!!
It's this seat thing. Damn.
It seems that over the years the way we Americans used to build bikes has given way to the way the rest of the world builds bikes - probably because there are no more truly 'American' bike manufacturers. Anyway. Americans used to put the saddle (or seat) on a saddle post of much smaller diameter than that used on bikes today. There's enough difference in sizes that it's just about impossible to use an American seat post (of that vintage - the 1960's) to support a seat made today. Like the Noseless Saddle.
So my tinkering, today, has gone for naught. And that's frustrating.
Tomorrow, however, I will conquer. I am going to cut off the small end of the seat post (the 'American' end) and stuff that end down the tube in the frame that the seat post goes in. And I WILL mount my Noseless Saddle. And ride.