Now, let me get this straight: somebody is going to be hauling this 95 lb
Golden on a trailer behind her (his?) bicycle?  (For myself, with 95 lbs and
four-paw-drive, he'd be hauling _me_... `-)

My late husband would have been the one to deal with this: he's the guy who
developed a solar-powered bicycle trailer (fed a battery and so helped with
propulsion)(don't ask - this was before I met him!) that doubled as a solar
cooker when he stopped for supper.

His brother is also into bicycles and kayaks, and might have a few clues -
but he's off up and down the western half of North America, making music and
coddling his '84 Wolfsburg Westy through some rough spots.  (The only time I
hear from him is when the Heffalump is throwing hissy fits - as if it's my
fault!)

I shall, however, draw your concerns to his attention at his next stop.  And
(who knows?) he may come up with a viable solution.  Be warned, though: if
you go commercial with it, sure as a VW speaks to you through the soles of
your feet and the seat of your pants, he'll want a piece of the action.

Nova Scotia Rose
sulky '84 Westy (Gretchen Sugarlump Wasserboxer)(with a name like that,
you'd sulk too!  `-)
silky '01 Toyota Prius (tank filled three times since May purchase.... | -)

ps  Is it true that Friday is free for VW War Stories from the past?  Or was
that just a rumour...?

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i write not only when ive got something to say
      but when ive got a feeling for saying

Kerry Miller   (from correspondence with
                         Poh Kum, July 1970)
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