I got my blue Schwinn 3 speed in the early sixties. I rode that thing like I was a King. Later in the late sixties I got a Schwinn Super Sport. That bike stayed in my bedroom when I wasn't riding it. My best friend and I would strap on a backpack, bike 30 miles to a local campsite in the hills, Sleep there overnight and then return the next morning. I must have been about 14 then. Most of my favorite memories either have a bike or camping involved with them.