Can’t Stop Won’t Stop with Winneteaux
Words and Photos by Spencer Harding
Years ago a housemate of mine came back from SXSW with a tale of this person who they met rolling around on a tall bike while playing the accordion. He said, “I wish that kid from somewhere could be from LA.” Fast forward a year and Winn, the kid from somewhere, showed up on our doorstep. She had caught a ride back with some of my housemates on their way back from SXSW that year. So it had come true, the kid from somewhere had made it to LA.
For those of you who have been following along for a while, you may know that before all this bikepacking-cool-bike-stuff I used to build and ride freak bikes, in fact, up until recently a majority of my touring experience was done from the seat of a tall bike. After college, I chance happened upon a warehouse full of freaks and bikes alike, it was the most beautiful place I had ever seen. Winn had migrated to LA in search of the same place.
