Judge not...

Eventually, it happens to all of us. It starts with one bike, usually a mountain bike. You get some spare tubes, a multi-tool, and maybe an extra tire (because it was on sale). After riding the MTB on pavement, you realize that you need a road bike too. Every once in a while, the pavement turns to dirt, so why not a cyclocross bike. And a single-speed. And a fixed-gear. And so on...

You learn some basic bike repair, so you purchase a dedicated set of P-handled hex wrenches. At some point, you acquire the repair stand, headset press, derailleur hanger alignment gauge, and wheel truing stand. This all, somehow, is essential for function - like oxygen. 

Cyclists are the ultimate recyclers (pun intended). Broken parts are kept for art projects - like worn bike tires woven into tapestries. We hoard extra bike parts for that once in a generation moment that you might actually need it. It doesn't matter if you live next to a bike shop because it's always happens to be closed just when you need something. 

So, as you cruise past someone's open garage and stare in, let this Bob Marley song play in your head: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xHkt3iatFcs

Ride safely and happy trails.